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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

The Inferno's Edge    

Beside him, Rylan appeared with a flicker of light, his form shimmering as though it wasn't quite real. His fingers already weaving intricate illusions in the air, distorting reality to confuse the dragon.

 

Elora emerged from the shadows, her movements swift as she took her position behind Kaelen and Rylan. "Santi, what about the elders and King Solareth?"

 

Santi froze, her breath hitching as her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. She bit down hard on her lip, fighting to hold back the flood threatening to break through.

 

The moment was heavy. Rylan and the others didn't need to hear the words — her expression said it all. The elders, the king . . . they were gone.

 

They had failed.

 

An unbearable silence fell over the group, the weight of their loss settling like a dark cloud over the battlefield.

 

"What about Gorm and the magic circle?" Rylan demanded, his voice tight with urgency.