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The Prophet's Ways Of Destruction

"Waking up as a prophet with this goddamn vision of mine is already annoying. And now you are telling me to save this hopeless world? The hell with these fools! I would rather act as a villain than accept this fate of mine!" A repetitive role; as God's "Left eye," Seon Vel'Seol had to experience a relentless cycle in which she was able to foresee the future of others, yet never for herself. With each world's ending seen, her purpose ends in death, followed by rebirth in yet another world—only to repeat the same task. During the death of her 195th existence, Seon swore to cause destruction in her 196th reincarnation, Just to mock the Gods and Goddesses who keeps reincarnating her. However, fate can be a little bit messy. She wouldn't have thought in her 196th life, she was hailed as a prophet destined to save the world instead. ________________________________ Got a contract! Will be doing goals to keep myself motivated to write more. for every 25 power stone = 1 extra chapter for every 3 reviews = 1 extra chapter for every 30 collection = 1 extra chapter for every 1 golden ticket = 3 extra chapters. 1 Castle= 30 chapters (Please dont donate lmfao, this was just a joke but if someone did, burn me alive if I didnt post 30 chapters)

DONT_TOUCH_ME · Fantasy
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65 Chs

Babysit (1)

In a cobbled area, tucked away from the bustling kingdom, was a modest small building, with a wooden sign that read 'Sunshine Orphanage'.

Seon glanced up at it and raised an eyebrow.

"Why are we here?"

Arthur replied. "To take them, of course."

Seon blinked, but before she could ask for clarification, the orphanage door creaked open, and a group of children came rushing out, eyes wide with excitement.

The younger ones, barely up to Arthur's waist, tackled him in a series of hugs, grinning up at him.

"Brother Art! Welcome home!"

"Where's our pudding!"

"I want curry!!"

The children chimed in- at least around 50 of them tackled Arthur.

Arthur knelt down ruffling a few heads and smiling, his usually poker face softens.

Such a rare sight indeed.

"Welcome your new siblings for me, okay?" he said, nodding toward the children who lingered hesitantly behind unsure what to do.