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Cycle Of Nirvana

Author's note: There are bloody scenes, brutality and torture in the story. There are also mysteries that will gradually be revealed for mystery lovers. I warn in advance that those with weak hearts may tremble after reading it. --------------------- In my childhood, I grew up enduring hardships thanks to the love of my stepfather. No one in my clan liked me. To them, I was nothing but useless garbage. At that time, I thought my sufferings were too great. Now that I think about it, those troubles were actually as insignificant as a grain of sand in a huge desert. It was thanks to the events that began with my learning that I was a Chosen after I left my clan. Who had chosen me? What did it mean to be chosen? What was I chosen for? I didn't know that back then. All I knew was the existence of the book in my soul, which taught me more about it as I got stronger and there were other chosen ones besides me. If I could go back in time, would I do the things I did again? Would I be naive enough to make that bloody decision again? Could I have guessed that the truth was so cruel? In a world full of mysteries where the law of the jungle reigns, the great and colossal journey of someone who people wouldn't even call garbage.

Uragos · Fantaisie
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Serpent-Tailed Evil Tiger

Asil spoke nervously with Sirius in his mind without making any moves. "Master, how strong is the voice behind me?"

Sirius answered seriously without waiting. "Don't think of a chance to escape in vain. He's a profound monster so powerful that even if all the people in this Empire attacked at the same time, they couldn't hurt him. But you're lucky I know him. If you turn around, he'll probably decide not to kill you."

After the voice of Sirius, a tremendous amount of hope flared up in Asil's heart. After Sirius spoke, Asil thought that the owner of this voice knew his master and that he would turn around and see from the necklace that he had something to do with Sirius, so he would not kill him. So he turned around slowly.