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The Record of Orc Civilization

In the treacherous Bog forest, danger lurked as a dense white mist blinded eyes and chilling air froze souls. At dawn, ferocious, mutated creatures roamed, seeking prey. The weakest species, Monster Species, struggled amid magic-wielding mages. They hid in caves and lairs to evade magical rulers, but hiding wasn't enough. Transmigrated as an orc named Moku, a former MMA champion, sought superpowers through rituals and lore to make himself and his tribe stronger. With an unyielding promise, Moku vowed to wage war against those underestimating Monster Species. In a world of magic and peril, his journey for empowerment and revenge had just begun. Join Moku in this gripping fantasy, battling limitations and prejudice to face his destiny in the Bog forest. {Disclaimer: This novel will be the basis or background story of all the subsequent novels that I will write. English is not my first language and this is the first novel I've written. So if there are any mistakes in writing or language that are difficult to understand, please understand. I will keep trying to be a better writer. And you can see the changes in my writing style from chapter to chapter. ------------------------------------ Hey guys, I’m back!!! First off, I want to apologize for disappearing without notice, lol. There were a few things I had to deal with—like writer’s block and, oh yeah, my wedding… Yup, folks, I got married!!! Hehehe. Now that I’m back, I’ll do my best to update at least three chapters per week and finish the second volume of TROC. Your support means the world to me, and I truly hope you’ll stick with me on this journey. Thank you so much, everyone! Love, love, love!

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Five Sisters

[Red Flower Blossom]!

As Gupita completed the spell incantation, an explosion of fire in the shape of a flower blossom engulfed the humans in front of her. Their skin quickly melted as their bodies began to char. Boiling blood and sizzling fats became the wick, leaving only skeletal remains of five people who once lived.

Gupita's heart remained undisturbed by any emotions. It wasn't that she was accustomed to the horrors she could inflict, but rather, she no longer considered herself human. To Gupita, humans were equivalent to annoying, useless insects. How could she feel guilty about killing mosquitoes?