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Eternal Undying Chronicles

Starting life as a college student is hard, but not as hard as dying on your very first day. Ali Asad was just your average guy, ready to start fresh in a new city for college. But when he jumped into traffic to save a mysterious woman, his good deed got him killed—fast and painfully. Just when he thought it was game over, he woke up alive... sort of. Turns out, the woman he saved, Carrisa, had a few tricks up her sleeve. Now resurrected as an immortal being and renamed Alicarde, he’s thrust into a world of ancient power struggles, dark magic, and impossible expectations. Bound to Carrisa’s fate, Alicarde quickly learns that being immortal isn’t all it's cracked up to be. Instead of focusing on classes or meeting new friends, he’s dodging dangerous foes, navigating Carrisa’s high-stakes supernatural battles, and trying to figure out just what his role is in all this madness. All while struggling with the fact that he really didn’t sign up for any of this. Thrown into a fight for survival with powers he barely understands and a fate that’s now intertwined with Carrisa’s, Alicarde has to adapt fast—or risk dying all over again, this time for good. join discord https://discord.com/invite/5VVpgK9DUU

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Chapter 111: No Evidence

"I believe what you seek is freedom, is it not? The freedom to live an ordinary life, devoid of supernatural chains. Should that truly be your desire, understand that your battle is far from concluded. I offer no false promises. Trust is not a requirement, only compliance, and know this, I shall not treat you as expendable pieces while you serve under my command."

John's eyes narrowed as he processed her words. He and Caden were the more pragmatic of the group, and as their elder, it fell upon him to lead the younger ones toward a better future.

" You're saying you're not the type to use people as pawns?" John asked, his voice carrying a skeptical edge.

Carrisa's response was swift and precise, her voice cool and distant.

"I am exactly the type of woman who uses people as pawns—though not disposable ones. If someone is used and discarded, it is because they were never truly mine."