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Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

A Sky God’s Spiritual Foundation. It was the greatest natural treasure in all of existence, but the sacrifices one must make to gain the approval of such an entity was unimaginable. Ryu is a genius amongst geniuses. He was born with the four Grand Ancestral Bloodlines. The Lightning Qilin. The Fire Dragon. The Ice Phoenix. The Fire Phoenix… He was blessed with an Ancestral Grade Bone Structure and Ancestral Grade Meridians. The Ice Jade Crystal Bones. The Chaotic Silk Meridians… He was bestowed the First Ranked Heavenly Pupils. The Mysteries of Heaven and Earth Pupils… However, none of it mattered. Born with a False Spiritual Foundation, it seemed that all of his talent would go to waste. Unless… Unless he was willing to grasp his Fate in his own hands. ---------------------- For the months of Oct and Nov >> Bonus chapter every 500 ps and 50 golden tickets. ------------------ For Updates - @Awespec on twitter or https://discord.gg/awespec for discord Cover Credits: crowgod. artstation. com **This novel once went by another name 'Rise. Rising. Risen.' So, the wiki is still under this name https://rise-rising-risen.fandom.com/wiki/Ryu_Tatsuya

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The legend of the Heaven's Gate hadn't appeared in generations, and the legends built around it were akin to the stuff of mythos. 

It was said that the Earth's Gate held the secrets to Life and the Heaven's Gate held the secrets to Existence. They sat on two opposing ends of reality, creating the parameters by which creation itself could flourish. 

And today… 

The Heaven's Gate had appeared again. 

They were tall and looming, so much so that no matter where you stood on the Ninth Heaven, they could be seen as clear as day. 

Golds, silvers and bronzes, wound together in a fanciful embroidery that encompassed all that ever had been and ever would be stood in an impossible tall arch. 

And with a step, Ryu took a step through it. 

It was a simple action, one unadorned and lacking any sort of flair. His hair danced gently, a delicate glow gliding across his blemishless skin.