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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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White Sovereign Wukong (4)

"Give up, it's impossible for you to hit me, let alone beat me, at your current level!" The monkey spoke confidently as looking at Hanzo's condition.

"G... Giving up? I... Cough, cough..." Hanzo tried to speak with difficulty as he rose slightly from the ground, and after swallowing the blood that came from his mouth when he coughed, he continued: "A real man is unyielding! I may be weaker than you, but I would rather die than retreat! Because that's what it takes to be a man. Because that's what makes me, Hanzo, Hanzo. Hahahahaha..."