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Journey Into The Woods

Into The woods

"There is a famous folklore about the woods among the nearby towns and villages. They say the woods have trees made of gold. They say the woods have animals and birds that speak human languages. They say the woods are filled with treasures hidden in every nook and corner." A young woman, intrigued, asked, "But then why does no one visit the woods?" The old woman, her voice low and heavy with warning, replied, "It's not because they don't want to, but because they don't dare. They say the woods have man-eating trees. They say the woods are home to monsters who are masters of deceit. And worst of all, they say the woods are alive, and they bring out the darkest parts of anyone who sets foot on their land." The young woman gasped, her curiosity tempered by a flicker of fear. The old woman leaned in closer, her piercing gaze locking onto the younger woman's. "The woods will lure you, entice you, and call out to you, whispering that you are special. But no matter what it says or does, don't go into the woods. If you value your life and your family, don't let greed guide your steps into their depths." The room fell silent, but the weight of the warning hung heavily in the air. The old women asks with a mysterious smile to the young woman and the people with her, "But! can you resist? Can anyone truly suppress the overwhelming desire to uncover the truth? the riches? the adventure? Will you heed the warnings-or succumb to the call of the woods? Step forward and uncover the secrets that await... if you dare."
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The Immortal Wizard's Journey

In the carriage bound for the Milic Empire, Royen came to terms with two stark realities: his sudden transmigration and his new identity as a slave. The squalid conditions, the gnawing hunger, and the relentless jolting of the carriage—it was hard to imagine a more dismal beginning. Yet, there was a sliver of solace: Royen had been bestowed with a system and an immortality unbound by any natural laws, though each passing year only allowed him to enhance a single attribute point. [Strength, Speed, Defense, Magic Power, Comprehension] In a world where swords and sorcery reign supreme, order began to crumble amidst encroaching chaos. Souls not of this world reopened their eyes to a realm of dwarves, elves, dragons, towering spires, and castles—a world brimming with desire and calamity. Escaping from the slave-transporting carriage, Royen embarked on a spellbinding journey through the arcane. His pace varied, sometimes swift, at other times leisurely, with moments of rest, but his steps never ceased to move forward. Through the Age of Decadent Magic, the Era of the Gods, and the Dark Times of Turmoil, his presence was a constant thread woven through the tapestry of time. His sole task was to survive amidst the upheaval and strife. A decade passed, and the village of his past was no longer recognizable. A century later, the empire of yore had vanished into the annals of history. After a millennium, the casual musings on magic he had jotted down had become foundational texts for countless mages. Then one day, with a mere flick of a branch casually plucked from the roadside, Royen split the sky asunder. It was only then that everyone realized he had ascended to the pinnacle of the world.
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