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Return Of The Strongest Player

WPC July 2023 Winner. When the Demons and Angels of the 99th floor detected a threat to their reign, they teamed up to topple the man who'd placed them in such a situation. The Lord of Sins, a walking calamity of the Heaven's Spire, had put pressure on the transcendents no mortal had ever done. However, before the Lord of Sins could revolt against their reign, the Demons and Angels decided to nip the threat in the bud. Manipulating his clanmates, using other clans, controlling fate... They used all powers available to them in an attempt to halt the advance of the Lord of Sins. Eventually, it worked, and the Lord of Sins fell from grace. But it wasn't a happy ending for the vicious transcendents. "I'll return one day, stronger than ever and as a force even you can't touch! I'll become the Lord of Sins again!" The man returned to the past with a goal in mind. Everything else was just an interference. "Return of The Strongest Player" is a gripping tale of a man's ascendance. His journey back to the pinnacle of strength, the adversities blocking his path, and the comrades he eventually acknowledged. ----------------------- Chapters will be released at 9:30 AM (PST) or 00:30 (GMT +8). The timings will vary during Daylight Savings Time in the western part of the globe. Especially, Canada and the United States of America. Drop a power stone if you liked what you read. Add it your collection to never miss an update. Your gift is my motivation! Enjoy!

AceAmbrosia · Fantasie
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288 Chs

Second Floor: Conclusion

Within an inescapable abyss, Eleanor levitated. Her body was curled up, while her eyes were tightly shut. Only the faint sound of her rapidly beating heart was audible. The racing heart that condemned itself for the death of Eleanor's mother.

The silver flames that caused the incident. She hated those flames with all her heart, but they didn't seem to reciprocate. Instead, the warmth of the flames–although agonizing to others–was the only thing in which Eleanor found comfort.

'But I can't… they killed my mother.'

Despite being aware of that fact, a seed of doubt remained in Eleanor's heart. Were the silver flames truly evil? Although she hated them, they didn't hate her back. They embraced her… the way her mother never had.

'This is crazy…'

Her expression strained, while dark thoughts continued to plague her mind, attempting to shatter her resistance and allow the shadows… the abyss to embrace her. Flames were temporary… darkness was eternal.