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Born in apocalypse

[Alternate Title: Born In Apocalypse With True Fusion] [Alternate Title: Endless Evolution In The Apocalypse] ********** The life where Dhruv had it all – a caring family, loyal friends, and a fulfilling job. Suddenly his life took an unexpected turn for the worse, and he lost everything in his life. His family was raped and then murdered, his friends left him, and he found himself in prison for crimes he wouldn’t have even dreamed of committing. He was falsely accused of stealing from his company and then in the heat of the moment killed all his family members. He couldn’t even die in peace and was constantly getting bullied and tortured… But like everything else even his situation evolved as the ‘COSMIC EVOLUTION’ arrived on his solar system. With COSMIC EVOLUTION comes the power to evolve any and everything. Swords and Magic lays in everyone's hands as they try to clear the quest. But in this contest not everyone was equal... In this new era of evolution, Dhruv became the Chosen One. With his immense magical power, he began his journey to conquer everything there is to conquer… Ahhh! And Yes, how can he forget about getting revenge…. ********** The novel is filled with evolution, and fusion while its worlds are filled with monsters, quests dungeons, and whatnot. Whatever you need to satisfy your addiction is all here.. so be sure to enjoy it. If you are still reading then be sure to check out... the first few chapters might appear as rough but I guarantee you it will only get better and better.

COSMIC04 · Fantasi
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Old Man's Evolution

In the heart of a dense, untamed jungle, a hushed reverence filled the air. Shafts of golden sunlight filtered through the towering trees, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor.

A group of a hundred people was praising a group of five hunters who had just defeated the monstrous boss of the village.

"Well done, guys," one of the men shouted.

The others nodded in agreement, their eyes reflecting the determination that had brought them here. The jungle's whispering leaves seemed to echo their commitment.

A wave of praise coursed through the crowd once again as everyone began to praise the group one by one.

"Sylas, why were you cursing? Anyway, you looked cute," one of the men from the crowd commented as he looked at the beauty holding the shield and a bloody mace in her hand.

"Ohhh! Shut up.." Sylas, the tank of the group shouted as a tint of redness appeared on her face.