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Empyrean Chronicles

The Empyrean Humans. The Paragon Beasts. The Ancient Faes. The Primal Devils. Each were the Embodiment and Personification of the Four Origin Ordinances. Each wielded power beyond the scope of the Heavens. And each, commanded a portion of the only Founding Realm in all Existence. Now then, what happens when these four overpowered Races decide to house their Bloodlines inside one vessel? It was... a resounding failure. Discarded and thrown into a Lower Realm, it would seem as though Osric, the result of a failed experiment, with no memory of anything prior, would be swept under the tides of the Martial Verse, never to be heard again, until... Until he Awakened. *** Cover is not mine. Found it on Google.

WeaverOfNightmares · ファンタジー
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... Couldn't Help Himself

Behind Osric, a certain cashier frowned deeply. With eyes that seems to want to bore holes into Osric's body, the cashier gazed at him. While Osric's true cultivation realm had indeed taken him by surprise, he was not fazed. No, what he was most concerned about was the means the young lad had utilized to shroud his actual cultivation realm from the likes of him.

One had to understand that he was no normal cashier, or more accurately, he was not even a cashier to begin with. His true identity was Alan, one of the most talented Outer Disciples of the Heaven Below Sect. And being one meant, at the very least, he was in the World Seed realm.

However, Alan, being the very genius he was, was now confidently standing at the Peak Stage of the World Seed realm, just a tiny, bitty step away from the Lower Stage of the Heavenly Tree realm. And the moment he crossed that barrier, would be the moment he became a bonafide Inner Disciple.