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Shadow Being System

Check out my other books: Demon Being System and The Neptune Guardian. In a world where strength determines one's future, William, an orphan with no extraordinary talents, faces a grim destiny—until a brutal attack leaves him clinging to life. Instead of death, he awakens to a mysterious and powerful entity lurking within his mind: the Shadow System, a game-like interface that promises him unimaginable power. But this power comes with dark secrets, and refusing it would mean his death. Forced into a pact with a voice that can hear his every thought, William must navigate a dangerous new reality where shadow abilities and celestial power collide. As he enters the prestigious military academy, his newfound abilities draw both allies and enemies, all while a deadly conspiracy brews in the shadows. With the odds stacked against him, William must unravel the mystery of the Shadow System and decide whether to embrace the darkness within—or be consumed by it. His journey from a bullied outcast to a potential god will challenge not just his survival, but his very humanity. Power always comes at a cost—will William be able to pay the price? "What am I?" William asked the system. The system’s voice echoed in his head, cold and indifferent. "You are nothing."

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Chapter 43

The academy grounds were still, the ambient hum of distant voices and footsteps blending into the soft chirping of crickets as night fell. Two figures could be seen slipping into the shadows, navigating the labyrinth of corridors with practiced precision. William glanced at the older man beside him, his brow furrowing. The young boy, dressed in a blue and black uniform that contrasted sharply with his dark hair, was growing more curious by the second.

"General Zhao," William whispered, his voice barely audible as they rounded a corner, "why are we sneaking around like this? You're the general, right? Isn't your rank the highest here? We shouldn't be creeping like criminals."

General Zhao, a stoic figure cloaked in a black military uniform and wearing a nose mask, didn't slow his pace. His face, mostly hidden behind the mask, was unreadable, but William caught the subtle amusement in his eyes as he flicked open his traditional Chinese fan, waving it lazily.