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Murim: Struggle of the Weak

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, one orphaned boy must fight to survive. Abandoned and alone, he wanders the gritty streets, barely scraping by on the scraps of a broken society. But when a mysterious figure plucks him from the gutter and throws him into an abyss-like prison, he realizes his life is about to change forever. Trapped in this dark, forbidding place, he discovers the secrets of cultivation - a powerful system of strength and skill that can elevate him from a lowly beggar to a powerful warrior. But with rival factions vying for dominance and treacherous enemies lurking around every corner, the journey to the top will be fraught with danger. Fueled by the burning desire to rise above his humble beginnings, he sets out on a path of relentless training and unyielding determination. Even if he doesn't possess the innate talent of a genius, he will practice a thousand times harder. Even if his potential is limited, he will crawl his way to the top or die trying. Welcome to the World of Murim, where survival is the ultimate goal and the strong rule. Follow the epic journey of one orphaned boy as he fights to claim his place in a brutal, unforgiving world.

Adamo_Amet · Oriental
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149 Chs

Chapter no.116 Blossoming in the Midst of the Storm

The somber night enveloped the small clearing, lit only by the flickering flames that danced in a careful choreography with the gentle whispers of the wind. The fire, an unwanted witness to their sorrow, feasted on the wooden pyre where their mother laid, the last link to their past. The crackling wood echoed the rhythm of their breaking hearts, a cacophonous melody accompanying their grief.

Lee Min clung to her elder brother, her small fists clenched into the fabric of his coat. Her tears fell freely, seeping into the ground beneath her feet as though it could quench the thirst of the earth. Her sobs were punctuated by questions, her young, innocent mind unable to fully grasp the finality of death.

"But why did she have to go, Haejin? Will she come back? Does it hurt to be burned?" Her voice was filled with heart-wrenching innocence.