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Spirit Game

In the expansive expanse of existence, there exist realms concealed from the awareness of ordinary folk. Rain Weathers, an unremarkable teenager with average looks, physique, and grades, was leading an uneventful life. However, everything took a dramatic turn one fateful day when he found himself plunged into a vivid dream, a dream that unveiled a world beyond imagination — a world teeming with spirits, monsters, and conversing frogs. This was the Spirit Realm. Transformed into a player by the mysterious machinations of the universe, Rain, alongside other chosen individuals, found themselves thrust into a perilous world. They were tasked with navigating their newfound domain, establishing their territories, all while fending off relentless onslaughts from beasts, defending their territories from other races, and making sure to stay alive for another day. NOTE! NO system. NO cheats. NO overpowered MC. NO tragic past or sob story. NO harem. This is more on Kingdom Building, and War. Just an average boy with no special skills who, through hardship and dedication, transforms from a nobody to a conqueror. If this story interests you, give it a try.

MiuNovels · War
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198 Chs

Blades and Blood    

"Form up!" Helliana shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos. "Defensive positions, now!"

 

She knew that they have no choice but to fight right now.

 

The remaining Orcs, battered but unbroken, scrambled to obey. They formed a defensive line, weapons at the ready. Helliana joined them, her eyes blazing with determination. She wouldn't let their sacrifices be in vain. She would live no matter what!

 

As the Hobgoblins closed in, Helliana felt a surge of fury. The memory of her father's sacrifice and the faces of her fallen comrades filled her with an unyielding resolve. She gripped her knife tightly, the cool steel a comforting presence in her hand.

 

The Hobgoblins paused, and their leader stepped forward. King Kraggul's face twisted with a mixture of triumph and hatred. His eyes locked onto Helliana, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

 

"There's no escaping us," he sneered. "You will fall, just like your father."