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Divine Seer

Alex, an average web novel author, was writing his book in the middle of the night. After intense three-hour writing sessions, he decided to proofread the content. "Trash!" he yelled in frustration and scrapped all of the chapters. "I'll try again tomorrow; it's not like the reader's gonna kill me." With that, he closed his eyes only to open them in a foreign world. Before he could learn anything more about it, he was pulled back to his original one. "What the hell? Was that a dream or inspiration?" Suddenly, he again entered a foreign body, only to realize his soul was swapping bodies with his transmigrated self. This sequence repeated itself again and again, each time revealing some shocking things. And then, the swapping stopped, trapping Alex in a foreign body amid a world that is the same as Earth but with added twists like ghosts, evolving creatures, and the supernatural. Of course, the most important thing is superpowers; yes, he can gain them by performing a simple ritual. But there was one tiny bit of a problem. "Everything has a price." "If you want fantastic abilities,” "Tell me, Alex," "What are you willing to sacrifice?” ___________________ A/N: Starting chapters might feel challenging to read, as they lean more towards mysteries, or in simpler terms, a lack of information. However, I promise that if you can get past it and read, it will improve, and it will continue to get better and better with each chapter. ______________________ Tags: - Weak to Strong - Dark - Superpower - Ghost and Spirit - Monster - Campus - R18 - Gore ____________________________

Uncle_Moon · Kỳ huyễn
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Spiritual pressure.

"You fell because of Spiritual pressure," Loki's words fell on Alex's ears, echoing inside his mind, sinking deep and reminding Alex about his past experiences.

Currently, he was standing in front of one of the red cards, which was just a sway away from his hand, as if it would come into his hand with a slight movement.

But he did not move; instead, he started observing the red surface carefully, assessing the faint glint on the carved white lines dividing the card into two parts.

Another noteworthy thing was the air around this crimson ticket that was heavy demanding respect and awe.

It was like a hand had been placed on his back, pushing him forward to kneel.

But for Alex, it was bearable.