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Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

He lived a life of mediocrity, plagued by regret. Instead of pursuing his dream of becoming a pro boxer, he listened to others and became a corporate slave. He was wrongly accused when money went missing from the company's account. He lost everything—his job, his friends, and even his family turned their backs on him. Eventually, he became homeless. On the same day, he witnessed a homeless woman being attacked in a dark alley while everyone ignored her shouts for help. Despite his own struggles, he couldn't ignore her plight. He decided to step in to protect her. Still, that only caused his downfall. He was stabbed to death… Still, fate wasn’t done with him, and he had the chance to be reborn in a world of truly Infinite Paths… (The Human Path was unlocked) (You obtained the skill of Language.) His story was a painful reminder of the consequences of settling for an ordinary life and the remorse that comes with it. His death highlighted the harsh reality of how his choices and circumstances led him to this tragic end. It served as a powerful message to him to strive for something greater, to never lose sight of his dreams, and to extend a helping hand to those in need, even in our darkest moments. This time, he will live his life without regrets… Our discord server: https://discord.gg/bd9aDdEeQK

ExSoldierLv99 · Fantasy
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Falling and getting up

As the week drew to a close, an unsettling calm settled over the group, almost unnaturally so. Despite the initial caution and mutual wariness, nothing out of the ordinary happened during Rain's stay. However, on the final night of his visit, an inexplicable shift in the atmosphere cast a dangerous aura over the place.

Restlessness bothered Rain's sleep as an eerie sensation hung heavy in the air. Each passing minute felt heavy with tension, leaving him unable to fall asleep. He struggled to rest.

Every time Rain managed to teeter on the edge of sleep, a jolt would disturb his rest, awakening him abruptly. Minutes felt like hours, and the night seemed unending as he grappled with a disquieting feeling that something unseen was in the shadows.