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Kuro Kuro Black Chronicle

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 7.4K Views

The Black Cloud Sword Chronicles: The Rise of Do-Hyun

“Kangho refers to the world of martial artists, akin to the ‘jianghu’ in Chinese wuxia literature.” “The Martial World doesn’t belong to the strong—it belongs to those who endure until the end.” Lee Do-Hyun, an ordinary office worker. Trapped in a monotonous routine, he stumbles upon a mysterious book that changes his life forever. When he opens his eyes, he finds himself in a new world—the Martial World (Kangho)—reborn as the weakest of the weak. With no power to rely on, Do-Hyun is saved by Chun-Hyang at the Pungwolru, a house of pleasure that’s much more than it seems. There, he learns the ways of survival from women who have mastered the art of turning weakness into strength. Quick footwork, exploiting openings, and the psychology of battle—skills not meant for the strong, but for those determined to survive. Then, fate intervenes. Do-Hyun discovers a legendary blade—the Ego’s Sword—a weapon that chooses its own master. The blade whispers, “I will test your will.” With this cursed gift, Do-Hyun rises from obscurity, becoming a beacon of hope for the oppressed. His name spreads through the Martial World, and the once-mocked women of Pungwolru stand proud alongside him. But the Martial World doesn’t change so easily. • Rising prodigies who believe in the supremacy of raw strength • A corrupt leadership within the so-called “just” Beggar’s Sect • And secret powers scheming to revive the legacy of fallen gods… At the heart of these battles, Do-Hyun makes his stand: “I’ll shatter the rules of Kangho. I’ll show them the true meaning of strength.” Will he become the master of the sword—or will the sword master him? The story of a man who became the hope of the weak begins now. #MartialArts #Isekai #Swordmaster #UnderdogRising #ReformingTheMartialWorld
haebark · 4.5K Views

Black Healer

When monsters sprouted from suddenly appearing towers all over the world, the world leaders created an organization of skilled warriors to tackle this problem. The warriors compromised of awakened humans; people who had gotten skills similar to those in a video game. Unfortunately, not everyone was willing to join this attack force, so the world leaders implemented a lottery-system to fill out the ranks. A few years later, Evelyn’s twin sister was chosen via lottery to become a discoverer, but their biased parents forced Evelyn to go in her sister's stead, putting her in the line of danger. The only salvation was that her finance was also sent on the same mission. The mission was to conquer a new Boss floor, and they were to fight against a monster of unpresented might. What she hadn’t expected was that her fiancé would betray her, because of a plot he concocted together with her sister. The monster annihilated their whole team before they were finally able to defeat it, but her fiancé had no thoughts of letting her leave the tower. Stabbing her in the back, he leered over her as he explained their plan while she slowly bled to death. With the last of her life force, dead set on getting her revenge on the man she had promised her life with, she heals the boss monster in hopes that it will kill him. As she slowly closes her eyes, the world going dark around her, a notification from the system pops up. “ New class: Black healer Congratulations! You have completed the hidden legendary quest, healing an S-ranked monster on its last breath by sacrificing yourself. Your immensely caring heart should be an inspiration to all healers, both human and monsters! Not caring for the wounded’s different race and even sacrificing the last of your own life, you have been given a new chance at life. ” Waking up, she is now back three years before the battle took place. Her new life starts now!
DoreenValiente · 1.6K Views
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