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Rebirth of the Spirit

Unidentified Quotation: "A faint omen hovered in the air like a sharp thread. Death slowly moves into its prey. Blinding white light comes upon the retinas of its victim as they slowly meet their fate." **** Synopsis: A young adult, moderately delighting his years, one day, fantastically had a unique experience while reading a normal book. A ecclesiastic turning point of which all surroundings swift into mythical world......with a forbidden name. A nameless world full of mysteries and secret items, runes and magical creatures; high, cunning and small, brave......roam creation and evolve. Civilizations of ancient races, forgotten, thrive and dominate the social order. Exploring the unique element known as runes as they get closer to its original source, The Word. Gods watch, rule and....disappear? What is this Reality? Join his journey to find out. ***** Owen Quotation: “Regrettably, for the context of my argument to make sense, I need to fully tell anyone the entire story of everything that transpired to me thus far….and in honestly, it hurts me just to think about it but I will grit my teeth to find the truth for ‘them.’” He remained firm for several moments and eventually opened his mouth, “As you all know….since you’re deities, I was born from a world called Earth and I was a normal individual in my final school years. In that world, my full name was Owen Shoku Henderson, a single child raised by two parents. In my early adult period as a nineteen year old, I was attending my final year as a high school-er and those years that lead up to that point were shaky but normal, nonetheless.” Continuing, “On one such modal day, in a classroom, I had normal lectures throughout the day and everything about it was average as usual but after the school day ended, things…..” He sighed, “Things became….chaotic but if I was to describe it…..it was hell.” ********************* Join my Discord server for the novel: https://discord.gg/Q4BTTV6U

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Chapter 17: (Diary Entry) Thus Far

Diary Entry; Chapter 1.5: As I stepped into my home, the familiar scent of freshly baked chocolate wafted through the air. My eyes darted towards the kitchen where my mother stood, wearing an apron stained with flour and chocolate. "Hello," she greeted me with a smile before heading toward me, arms wide open for a hug.

As I returned her gesture, I noticed a sense of loneliness etched upon her face. "Mom, how can I help?" I offered, concerned for her emotional state.

My attention shifted when she mentioned that our puppy, Verna, had been spending most of her time alone, playing outside. An uneasy feeling settled within me, wondering what might have caused such behavioral changes from Verna.