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Aidan Gallagher Altura

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The First Great War was against a single person—the Soul Emperor. Years later, the Second Great War started because the Inheritor of the Soul Emperor wanted to open a portal to the mysterious and dangerous Demon Realm. As such, while the Soul Emperor had many contributions to the magical islands suspended in the sky, his name was still considered a taboo. Now, hundreds of years later, his power surfaced again. A young human, believed to be dead after a failed operation on an island filled with monsters, ended up inheriting the forbidden legacy. [Unnaturally high soul power detected.] [A body with a divine rank bloodline detected.] [All conditions to activate the system have been met.] As the Inheritor, Zed Deverux’s mission was simple. [Kill, extract, remodel, and reign over the celestial expanse.] "Ruling the world? Sounds like too much work. I'd rather get every benefit possible and then live a chill life." Either way, Zed knew that the rise of a new superpower was set in stone... Or more like mountain of corpses. Light colored eyes are considered ugly here?" Aidan Reith found himself transmigrated into a fantasy world just before his acting debut, only to discover its beauty standards were a bit off. But Aidan quickly adapted and got excited. He loved acting, and this strange world offered countless cultures to explore. To his surprise, he also awakened the power of a chameleon. All he needed was the body of a species, and he could turn it into a wearable skin! [You can become a demon. Do you want to read the 'haunted village' script?] [You can become a poisonous lamia. Do you want to read the 'gem-loving snake' script?] [You can become a dragoman. Do you want to read the 'dark dragon's harem' script?] Aidan soon realized the world's entertainment lacked variety, so he decided to create the first movie theater. And those who tried to stop him? They mysteriously disappeared. After the initial struggle, life would be on easy mode.... Or so Fang Yusheng thought. [Current minimum requirement:] [Your disciple should at least have an astral physique.] "..." "They say I poisoned my own brother... In a way, they’re not wrong." In the martial world of Danxia, Seth Fenix was cursed with Withering Yin Syndrome, a rare disease that drained his strength and halted his cultivation. Mocked as the "Withered Demon," his ugly appearance and rumored betrayal of his brother made him a hated outcast. Seth paid no mind to the scorn of others, and only focused on himself. Then, everything changed when an incident awakened the Divine Yin Lotus Seed within him. It gave him hope—a cure for his illness and the power to rise again. But Seth soon learned that unlocking its full potential required one thing… The sacrifice of celestial blood. "Dual cultivation is actually the cure to my illness?" In the martial world of Danxia, qi flowed through everything. Unfortunately, Seth Fenix was born with Withering Qi Syndrome, a disease that drained qi from his body and made surviving past the age of nine nearly impossible. Miraculously, he managed to live for nineteen years, tirelessly searching for a cure with the help of his eccentric alchemist mentor. One day, after drinking her latest potion, his condition seemed to improve—only to later discover the shocking truth behind the 'elixir'. It was her breast milk?! --- He was a devil who s
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The Arcane Gear - Rebirth of the Lazy Mechanic

In a world where women hold power and men are rare, a boy wakes up alone in the depths of one of the most dangerous forests. He has memories—some hazy, some painfully clear. Memories of a life before, where he had once been an energetic boy, a budding mechanical engineer, before tragedy drained all color from his world. Now, he is twelve again, orphaned once more, surviving off berries and instinct, waiting for parents he knows will never return. But fate does not let him stay forgotten. One night, an injured group of adventurers stumbles into his quiet existence. Unbeknownst to him, they are no ordinary travelers—they are a princess and her elite soldiers, wounded after a deadly battle against a notorious criminal. When they seek shelter in his fragile hut, he reluctantly offers them aid—not out of kindness, but because he knows all too well the pain of losing people. What starts as a simple act of charity turns into something more. As they recover, the women begin to question the strange boy who lives alone in the deadly wilderness. His words, his habits, his view of the world—nothing about him fits his age. And when they witness his quiet sorrow, the way he cries in his sleep, they begin to wonder... Who is he, really? And more importantly—can they convince him to leave before this forest swallows him whole? A tale of second chances, reluctant bonds, and a boy who has lost too much, set in a world where survival is never guaranteed.
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VAIN REALITY

Trapped in a room with locked doors and a closed window, it was just me and the bottle. Carefully, I read every inscription on it, and an instruction caught my attention. It said, “Active at low dosage.” I opened the bottle, and it's poisonous smell enveloped the room. I took a deep breath and emptied the content of the bottle into my mouth. I shook the bottle and allowed the last drop of the liquid to rest on my tongue. Then, I tossed the bottle away. I laid on the bed and closed my eyes, thinking I was never going to open them again. Just like I see in the movies. But no! It didn’t happen that way. It came with an unexplainable pain – a very awful experience where I felt like my organs were coming out of my mouth and my eyes were falling out of their sockets. There was so much blood pumping out of my nostrils as a hot tear rolled down my cheek. I held my stomach and screamed aloud to let out the excruciating pain that I felt. In my struggle for life, I fell off the bed and dragged my body, continuously trying to reach the door. Unfortunately, my bones were weakened, and I couldn’t help myself. I pounded vigorously on the door, but no one was coming to my aid. Then, I tried shouting again, but this time, I couldn’t find my voice. That was when I realized I had just made the biggest mistake of my life. Oh, my cellphone! I could call someone for help. Wanting to drag my body to the direction of my cell phone, I realized I wouldn’t be able to do that since I couldn’t lift myself off the ground. I wept bitterly, reminiscing about all the events that brought me to this point. I remembered how I constantly uploaded on my socials about how depressed I was, but no one ever understood what I was facing. I knew that when I was gone, my image would trend on media platforms, and people would try to reach out to my family, wanting to show how much they care and support… but they never really cared when I needed it. No one came to my aid except for Mr. Depression and Miss Sadness, who stood by me all this while and encouraged me to end my ordeal by leaving this world. Caught out of my thoughts, I felt this thick darkness and a threatening presence in the room, which I couldn’t escape. I knew it was time. I got tired of struggling because I was weak. My system was shutting down gradually, and my brain couldn’t function as it should. Every sound became faint, and soon I couldn’t hear them anymore. At this point, I felt no pain. My eyes were open, but I couldn’t see anymore… The darkness just grew thicker…
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Arkhé (Spanish)

… … Arkhé… Una búsqueda interminable, un camino sin meta, un horizonte que no puedes alcanzar sin importar cuánto camines. Para muchos, esta es la definición de la pasión por el conocimiento, el significado de filosofía, pues cada respuesta obtenida es la causa de preguntas de mayor complejidad y profundidad. Para algunos, esta es una búsqueda sin sentido, para otros esto es el objetivo que da sentido a su existencia. Tras una vida de dificultades, una persona, como cualquier otra, mortal y caduco, con su muerte ya sentenciada incluso antes de ser otorgado la vida, como cualquier otro, logró una oportunidad más. Un fiel seguidor del saber, pues conocimiento es poder, mientras que poder es conocimiento. Con esta nueva oportunidad que el mismo tejió en la realidad, avanzará por su camino sin descanso, ni ante montañas, océanos e imperios, no se detendrá, ni ante los cielos, tierra y muerte, no titubeará. Pues el propósito de la vida es aquel que te satisfaga, aquel que te permita irte sin remordimientos. En su caso, un objetivo brillaba, sobre todo, una vida que le divertía seguir: entender la realidad y volverse inmortal. Aunque dos objetivos a ojos de muchos, ambos van de la mano. El omnisciente puede y debe obtener la omnipotencia para llegar a esa altura, mientras que el omnipotente puede y debe obtener la omnipotencia para ello, al igual que no hay resultado sin causa. Moral, legalidad y relaciones humanas, clasificaciones y disciplinas de la sociedad por las que él dejó de regirse desde hace tiempo, pues como herramientas, solo están allí para ser utilizadas y descartadas una vez pierdan su utilidad. Pero, al fin y al cabo, él es solo un mortal, como cualquier otro… Este es un camino sin futuro alguno, las posibilidades de morir, siendo olvidado con el paso del tiempo, eran iguales que las de cualquier otro mortal que había muerto a sus manos, directa o indirectamente. Sin embargo, ya acabe en su meta inalcanzable, en una muerte épica o en una muerte miserable, ningún remordimiento quedará atrás, pues vivió su vida tal y como la quiso y, verdaderamente, es el camino, la misma vida, lo que da la felicidad… … …
rtrot320 · 12.2K Views
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