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The Outcast: The Shadow of The Wall

"As the Supreme Commander of The Wall, my duty is clear: to hold back the threats from the south—mutant monsters, ogres, cyclops, or... hopefully not... the return of the orcs. The kings and lords of Middle Earth do not care. To them, we are just a bunch of 'Outcasts,' exiled criminals and soldiers pushed to the margins. That’s fine. It's better if they stay out of our way. Corrupt politicians rarely care about real security." He looks down at the Outcast barracks below, where the central headquarters commands the entire Wall, separating the south from the main continent. Wisps of smoke rise from the kitchens, carrying the scent of salty, stale soup. The Outcasts atone for their sins or suppress their grief through dangerous missions in exchange for a few gold coins, following the rigorous standards set long ago. Such is life at The Wall. "I, Oldman, am not a religious man. But I interpret the legacy of past eras as a reminder: The world has never truly been at peace. The evil forces of all ages—fragments, orcs, or dragons—will always lurk. Humans, dwarves, elves, whoever they may be, could end up killing each other, driven by cunning deceit. And now, the only barrier holding back the southern threat is The Wall... and us, the Outcasts. Perhaps history will remember us as nameless heroes, or perhaps it will forget us. But as long as I stand here, I will not allow the monsters from the south and other darknesses to spread across the continent again." "I am Oldman... In a world that has cast us out, we stand amidst the darkness. We have no land, no name, only this path. We are the shadows behind this wall. We are the forgotten guardians of the world. We are the Outcasts, and we will endure, or die on our path."
azvein · 2.5K Views

Another Doomsday: Carrying a House; Gaining a Cute Son and a Husband

Bai Xiaotong's biggest plot twist in life came through transmigration. However. instead of landing in a romantic fairytale or a fantastical wonderland, she found herself trapped in an even worse nightmare. A cataclysm so insane, it made her original apocalyptic world seem like a playground. In this world devoid of dungeon gates and dungeon breaks— hordes of walking dead carrying a deadly virus are piling up the streets instead. One bite doused in the mutated corpse's body fluid—that's all it takes to turn someone into a grotesque, withered monster. "What the hell? Do I have some skill that attracts tragedy and bad luck?!" Of all places to end up, why did she land in a starving world full of freakishly weak people who can’t even kill a single monster without ending up with a broken nose and smashed chin? Should she At least be grateful that she still has access to her house, even in the end of times? No that's hardly enough to compensate and appease her just thinking of the real kicker. It’s not the monsters; it’s not even the chaos—it’s the fact that... "Waaah! It hurts! My stomach’s going to burst!" "Ho-Honey!" 'Oh god, I think I broke my waaaaater!' "AHH! You stupid husband, stop minding the zombies outside and assist me already! Your unborn child is coming out!" How did she end up in a zombie apocalypse and wake up going through excruciating labor?! She’s never been to a relationship, and now she’s suddenly giving birth? Damn, this is insane. --- WSA2025 Entry
Azhe_ · 2.7K Views
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