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The Prophet's Ways Of Destruction

"Waking up as a prophet with this goddamn vision of mine is already annoying. And now you are telling me to save this hopeless world? The hell with these fools! I would rather act as a villain than accept this fate of mine!" A repetitive role; as God's "Left eye," Seon Vel'Seol had to experience a relentless cycle in which she was able to foresee the future of others, yet never for herself. With each world's ending seen, her purpose ends in death, followed by rebirth in yet another world—only to repeat the same task. During the death of her 195th existence, Seon swore to cause destruction in her 196th reincarnation, Just to mock the Gods and Goddesses who keeps reincarnating her. However, fate can be a little bit messy. She wouldn't have thought in her 196th life, she was hailed as a prophet destined to save the world instead. ________________________________ Got a contract! Will be doing goals to keep myself motivated to write more. for every 25 power stone = 1 extra chapter for every 3 reviews = 1 extra chapter for every 30 collection = 1 extra chapter for every 1 golden ticket = 3 extra chapters. 1 Castle= 30 chapters (Please dont donate lmfao, this was just a joke but if someone did, burn me alive if I didnt post 30 chapters)

DONT_TOUCH_ME · Fantasi
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Butterfly in Web (2)

Two maids stroll in the hallway holding buckets of freshly laundered clothes.

While the two walk at the same pace, each of them exchanging words of gossips.

"Hey, have you seen that girl?"

"She's so pretty right?"

"Indeed, its no wonder why young mas—"

One maid stopped abruptly, glancing to her side as her companion was gone.

Her brows furrowed as she looked over her shoulder, expecting to see her fellow maid lagging behind.

But the hallway is empty...

Little did she know, Somewhere in the certain corner.

A muffled choke could not escape through the woman's lips.

"Keugh... ergh..."

The maid's body jerked as she felt something cold and firm tightening around her neck—a broomstick, pulling cruelly against her throat.

Her hands flailed, clawing at the makeshift garrote, but her strength waned quickly.

Behind her, Seon tightened her grip on the broomstick.

It was then she suddenly realized something.