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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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Master paaji the blacksmith.

Alex, Steve, and Rin were sitting on a large luxurious sofa covered in white silk in a luxurious room. In front of them, another large sofa was occupied by a man sitting alone.

This man had a large build with bulging muscles and a broad chest. He sported a meticulously groomed mustache and beard on his face, while his large hair was tied back elegantly into a bun at the back of his head, not in a ponytail. His stylish appearance was further enhanced by his clothes.

This man was Master Paaji, with a giant-like build dwarfing all three of them.

Master Paaji was wearing a loose shirt that exposed his muscles and large biceps. With loose sneakers on his feet, he held a large metal glass in his hand, which contained a yellow milky substance. He finished drinking it.

"Oi Hans, what are you doing? Fill their glasses, can't you see them? See that brat over there wearing sunglasses? How skinny he is! Give him some Lassi," Master Paaji exclaimed.