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God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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Prancing Butterfly

The first attempt at touring the spiritual world came to an end the moment Chihiro finally brought us to one of the local inns.

There, right as we stepped over the threshold of the place, the somber mood, the extremely unpleasant feeling of mental and emotional separation, even all the doubts of what we were actually supposed to do in the spiritual world…

At least in my case, all of those things took a backseat, forced to the back of my head by the awe brought by everything about this place.

"It feels like…" I nearly voiced my impression, only to then press my lips together, opting to gatekeep the rest of what I wanted to say within the privacy of my mind. 'It feels like stepping into the world I could only read about in history books before.'

The inn, just like most of the other buildings in the border city, didn't rise above a single story, making up for the lack of verticality with just how far its grounds spread in every direction.