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Murim Is Cringe

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

Neonkilz · Eastern
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247 Chs

Seemingly Random Shit

"How dare you interrupt our meeting!" he yelled. "You have the audacity to come late, and you still interfere in the preaching proceedings? Are you courting death, for we do not tolerate traitors?" The preacher raised his arms up and down as if waving the others to start humming.

And so the crowd caught the signal and started chanting.

"Traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor."

"Shut up you bitch faggots. Lying here in the darkness crying like crocodiles" The ninja yelled, And the crowd went silent.

The ninja tore off his mask, revealing his golden hair and his blessed ki. His eyes could be called nothing but those of a deity - pure bright jade color with halos of bright light encircling them.

People began to whisper.

"What is he doing?"

"He is not supposed to reveal his face like that."