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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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If I Was The Way I Used To Be

Brunet young man named Bloodeki and Asil entered the cage without speaking. After they had entered, the old man named Zias came to the door of the cage, and after one last glance at Asil, he sealed the door of the cage and said in a trembling voice: "Ladies and gentlemen! The two young people here... have agreed to a fight! And... and this fight will be a fight to the death! Participants take off your emblems and introduce themselves!"

After the old man's speech, the first move came from a young man named Bloodeki. He took out his own emblem and proudly showed the emblem with O3 on it. "I am Bloodeki Kantireki, bearer of the O3 Emblem! Even though I'm against a loser like you, I've been magnanimous enough to give you a chance to fight to the death, but you still have the chance to bow down and apologize. Of course, you have to break an arm and a leg this time for tiring me out here!"