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Rise of the Crusader

After the acid rainfall, which killed about a quarter of the world's population. Mankind was still recovering from that horrible incident when superpowers gave rise to society. With about sixty percent of mankind possesses various abilities from manipulation of elements, invulnerability, super strength, shape-shifting, acid generation, etcetera. The world soon stepped into the era of the supernatural. In the new supernatural community, flocking around with heroes who deemed themselves as the guardian of the society, and villains who wanted to rebuild the world in their way, humans without superpowers are being discriminated against and looked down on. Raphael, a teenager from one of the undeveloped communities in the world, turned out to be a genius among geniuses. Apart from being born with the power to induce decay on anything whether the target was organic or not, he also had an extraordinary talent in the field of technology and mechanics, and he could build technological advancement, enhancement, and weaponry. Once enrolled in the infamous academy for villains, watch as Raphael bends the world to his will and finally brings peace and stability to the supernatural world. This time around, it will be a new world… A world of truth, not lies. ******* Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction, I have no intention of offending any kind of group, any resemblance to actual people, places, events, and even business are either coincidental or used fictitiously.

KCharmee · Kỳ huyễn
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Domino Wine

A creaking sound occurred as Vernon pushed the door of the tavern open.

Time seemed to have paused and as he stepped inside the tavern, everyone had their eyes glued to him.

They stared at him, with each one of them having a bewildered expression on their face. It was evident that they weren't expecting arrival inside the tavern.

However, ignoring the gaze of everyone in the tavern, Vernon's eyes moved toward the attendant.

As he made eye contact with the black-haired woman behind the counter, Vernon placed his hand behind his back and began walking towards her.

"Hello." He said.

A nod came from the woman after she spoke, and Vernon said, "How much is the finest liquor here?"

His tone was neither polite nor rude.

And while none of the people in the tavern had made a move yet, they excluded an aura of superiority.

An overbearing aura to be precise…