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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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247 Chs

Ah Yes, The Cry-Baby Backstories

{Now, if you are over your internal emotional struggles, get up.}

Blood gushed and tainted his clothes. But the memory lane was merciless. It would not stop; it was incapable of doing so.

Another switch, another scene. Another fragment pulled from one of their memories. None of them pulled for the reason of making the intruder happy.

The labyrinth picked its victim at random. The seer was just unlucky.

It was the rooftops yet again, the same old grey sky that was ready to pour down at any minute.

The safety nets did nothing to hinder the flow of the strong winds.

And there, yet again, atop the water tank lay the younger seer, less roughed up than before, more mannered, better dressed.

He lay yawning on the girl's lap.

"You won't ask why?" she asked, looking at the horizon and then at the one who lay on her lap.