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Celestial Bloodline

Kyle's life was lazy and ordinary, but little did he know something extraordinary lay dormant deep inside his body. All his life, he remained unaware that everything happens for a reason. Everything changed when he turned 16. His older brothers, fed up with his laziness, devised a plan to teach him a lesson. They urged him to take the entrance test for a prestigious academy, thinking that getting a beating in the test would instill some sense into their lazy brother. Kyle was stunned, speechless, but due to their coordinated planning, he reluctantly agreed with a hint of resignation. "I don't think I will pass the test anyway, so trying it for the experience isn't a big deal." "The only problem is, I can't guarantee that all my body parts will stay intact until the end of the entrance test." But to Kyle's shock, he passed the test without even lifting a finger! Still, he was convinced that he would eventually be kicked out of the academy due to his lack of strength. But the moment he set foot in the academy, he discovered something incredible about himself. He was special and nature's favorite. . . . ______ (#It's my first time writing. So, support me with ps, gt and gifts. Hehe, THANK YOU) (Note: The cover is not mine, found it from pinterest. All credits go to the owner who can ring me up in the comment section if he/she wants me to remove it.) It might be empty right now and maybe needs more work, but there's finally a Discord server! ^^ Link; https://discord.gg/eBBXatxWVb

_Orange_ · Fantasia
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What are you staring at?

Nox narrowed his eyes sharply at the scene. Indeed, the guards, Yue, and Bia had killed some of the Demon and Nightkin race members, but most of them fled.

"What's the meaning of this? I thought they were crazy and would fight without fear for their lives. Why did they run off?"

Yue and Bia shared the same confusion. The air was thick with the echoes of cries, as the small group of people who had just survived the dark side's assault wept. Their red-rimmed eyes fixed on the remnants of the planet they once called home, now reduced to mere fragments.

The souls of those who perished in the explosion were scattered everywhere, never to find peace. It was not just the loss of so many lives that left the people distraught; it was the haunting realization that even in death, they could not find solace. This thought brought forth their tears, a deep sorrow that echoed through the air.