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Cycle Of Nirvana

Author's note: There are bloody scenes, brutality and torture in the story. There are also mysteries that will gradually be revealed for mystery lovers. I warn in advance that those with weak hearts may tremble after reading it. --------------------- In my childhood, I grew up enduring hardships thanks to the love of my stepfather. No one in my clan liked me. To them, I was nothing but useless garbage. At that time, I thought my sufferings were too great. Now that I think about it, those troubles were actually as insignificant as a grain of sand in a huge desert. It was thanks to the events that began with my learning that I was a Chosen after I left my clan. Who had chosen me? What did it mean to be chosen? What was I chosen for? I didn't know that back then. All I knew was the existence of the book in my soul, which taught me more about it as I got stronger and there were other chosen ones besides me. If I could go back in time, would I do the things I did again? Would I be naive enough to make that bloody decision again? Could I have guessed that the truth was so cruel? In a world full of mysteries where the law of the jungle reigns, the great and colossal journey of someone who people wouldn't even call garbage.

Uragos · Fantasy
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Colorless Breath

"Shut up!" Asil stopped Enbi Mada's laughter by speaking seriously. Even standing in front of him was enough to make him angry, but he couldn't possibly listen to his nonsense.

After the Asil spoke seriously, Enbi Mada's eye twitched and shouted towards him: "Brat! Who do you think you are to talk to me like that!"

Enbi Mada wanted to scare Asil by shouting strongly. However, this incident did not cause even the slightest change in Asil's facial expression. Asil even responded in earnest as if nothing had happened. "Who am I? I'm the one who's about to make you regret insulting my father! So, cut the crap and draw your sword!"

"Hahaha... Hahahaha... Are you going to make me regret it? Hahahahaha... You piece of shit in the elementary profound realm, who do you think you are, huh? Drawing my sword? I only have one hand for you!"