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Divine Seer

Alex, an average web novel author, was writing his book in the middle of the night. After intense three-hour writing sessions, he decided to proofread the content. "Trash!" he yelled in frustration and scrapped all of the chapters. "I'll try again tomorrow; it's not like the reader's gonna kill me." With that, he closed his eyes only to open them in a foreign world. Before he could learn anything more about it, he was pulled back to his original one. "What the hell? Was that a dream or inspiration?" Suddenly, he again entered a foreign body, only to realize his soul was swapping bodies with his transmigrated self. This sequence repeated itself again and again, each time revealing some shocking things. And then, the swapping stopped, trapping Alex in a foreign body amid a world that is the same as Earth but with added twists like ghosts, evolving creatures, and the supernatural. Of course, the most important thing is superpowers; yes, he can gain them by performing a simple ritual. But there was one tiny bit of a problem. "Everything has a price." "If you want fantastic abilities,” "Tell me, Alex," "What are you willing to sacrifice?” ___________________ A/N: Starting chapters might feel challenging to read, as they lean more towards mysteries, or in simpler terms, a lack of information. However, I promise that if you can get past it and read, it will improve, and it will continue to get better and better with each chapter. ______________________ Tags: - Weak to Strong - Dark - Superpower - Ghost and Spirit - Monster - Campus - R18 - Gore ____________________________

Uncle_Moon · Fantasía
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Enhancement Ritul.

After some time, a car could be seen venturing into a gloomy, quiet alley.

Suddenly, the car took a turn, entering deep within the gloomy place, surrounded by a multitude of building blocks, and finally stopping in front of a danger sign which had just one simple word, sending an uncomfortable wave in Alex's psyche.

The word was.

[×Warning×]

Ignoring the triggering fonts Alex stepped out from the car; the quietness around him made him feel uneasy; it was like the place he had come was strange.

Like the road they had just come from was empty as hell, quite literally, there were only a handful of people here and there, cleaning the public garbage..

The entire path was unexpectedly gloomy, with a series of buildings scattered around, some labelled as "Ritual ground A" or "Ritual ground B."