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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 · Ost
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246 Chs

<One Down, Five More To Go>

[Pov: Master Gu]

My father was a very kind man... not very powerful, but his soul was nothing but pure ichor.

"You know, son, it would be very nice if I could have good friends," said a man with a noble stature, with a kind but delicate smile.

Little Gu sat on his father's lap in a dark room. His father himself sat on a mere stool.

"But you have a lot of friends, Daddy."

"No, no, not those kinds of friends that are only your friends because you have something to gain from each other or just to help each other grow... I mean real friends. Not the kind that would necessarily give their lives for you, but more like they will stop you from giving your life for them... I mean I am being silly here..."

thuck**thuck

Near the door stood a tall and slender woman, who looked down on the two with a cold and demeaning glare.

"Dinner's ready," she said and left the two be.