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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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Chapter no.137 Dance with the Abyss: The Rain's Paradox

[Day 25]

Dear Diary,

A new idea has occurred to me. Until now, my experiments have focused solely on inanimate objects, but what about the Ammit and its cubs? This experiment is risky but necessary if I wish to fully understand the spectral rain's effects.

Today, I managed to secure a small clipping of a toenail from one of the Ammit cubs when it was sleeping. It was an arduous task, filled with the constant fear of getting discovered and becoming a prey. But, I succeeded. The nail clipping, I have decided, will be the subject of my next experiment. It belongs to a living entity and holds within it a part of the Ammit cub's spiritual Qi. Will the rain erase this as well?

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[Day 29, Cycle of Spectral Rain]

Dear Diary,

Just as the spectral rain began, I carefully held the tiny sliver of the Ammit cub's toenail aloft and then let it drop. It was swallowed by the spectral rain, disappearing into its cascading curtain.

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[Day 30, Post Cycle of Spectral Rain]

Dear Diary,