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Spirit Game

In the expansive expanse of existence, there exist realms concealed from the awareness of ordinary folk. Rain Weathers, an unremarkable teenager with average looks, physique, and grades, was leading an uneventful life. However, everything took a dramatic turn one fateful day when he found himself plunged into a vivid dream, a dream that unveiled a world beyond imagination — a world teeming with spirits, monsters, and conversing frogs. This was the Spirit Realm. Transformed into a player by the mysterious machinations of the universe, Rain, alongside other chosen individuals, found themselves thrust into a perilous world. They were tasked with navigating their newfound domain, establishing their territories, all while fending off relentless onslaughts from beasts, defending their territories from other races, and making sure to stay alive for another day. NOTE! NO system. NO cheats. NO overpowered MC. NO tragic past or sob story. NO harem. This is more on Kingdom Building, and War. Just an average boy with no special skills who, through hardship and dedication, transforms from a nobody to a conqueror. If this story interests you, give it a try.

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198 Chs

The Impenetrable Clockwork City      

Rain marveled at the elves' architecture, every curve and line an exquisite testament to their craftsmanship.

 

Santi led them to the meeting room, and as they entered, the interior revealed itself to be even more remarkable. The room was a harmonious blend of natural elements and elven magic, with walls that seemed to breathe, illuminated by a soft, ethereal glow. Intricate patterns danced across the ceiling, casting a mesmerizing play of light and shadow that shifted with every movement.

 

Rain couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder, as if he had stepped into a realm where nature and artistry intertwined seamlessly.

 

He couldn't fathom how the Sand Elves achieved it, but the room felt as though it was crafted from the very elements of the desert itself — sand and carved rock, suspended by unseen magic.

 

The architecture defied gravity and logic, leaving Rain in awe of the mystical craftsmanship of the Sand Elves.