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As I walked alongside Jorian, the forest seemed to close in around us, the trees looming like sentinels of doom. The air was heavy with an ominous energy, and I could feel the weight of Jorian's gaze upon me. His hand tightened around mine, its warmth a stark contrast to the chill that was spreading through my veins. We stopped in a small clearing, and the flowers that surrounded us seemed to writhe and twist in the fading light, their colors deepening into malevolent hues. The scent of blooming flowers was overpowering, cloying, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. The crickets' chirping grew louder, a cacophony of sound that seemed to pierce my eardrums. Jorian turned to face me, his eyes blazing with an inner fire that seemed to sear my very soul. I felt a scream rising in my throat as he began to change. His body rippled and contorted, his limbs stretching and morphing into something monstrous. The sound of his bones cracking and reforming was like a series of sickening snaps, each one making my skin crawl. As Jorian's transformation became complete, I stumbled backward, my eyes fixed on the horror before me. The dragon's scales glinted like black diamonds in the moonlight, each one seeming to absorb the light around it, leaving only an aura of malevolence. The air was thick with the stench of smoke and brimstone, and I could feel the heat emanating from the dragon's body, like a blast furnace that was slowly consuming me. I fell to the ground, my hands scraping against the rough earth as I desperately tried to scramble away from the monstrous creature before me. The dragon's eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, and its hot breath washed over me like a wave of terror, searing my skin and leaving me gasping for air. As the dragon began to move closer, its claws clicking against the stone, I felt my heart racing in my chest, threatening to burst free from my ribcage. I was consumed by a mind-numbing fear, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer horror of the creature before me. The dragon's wingspan cast a dark shadow over the clearing, and I felt like I was being swallowed up by an eternal darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying for the terror to end, but the sound of the dragon's labored breathing only seemed to grow louder, a reminder that I was at the mercy of this monstrous creature. Suddenly, the dragon's claws scraped against the stone, and I felt the ground tremble beneath me. I opened my eyes to find the dragon looming over me, its hot breath washing over me like a wave of terror. I let out a blood-curdling scream as the dragon's claws reached out to claim me...

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

In the eighth year of the apocalypse, Qin Wu was betrayed and thrown into a pile of zombies. While dying, she regretted not taking a chance and pursuing her beloved man. After being reborn, Qin Wu only wanted to take revenge and pamper her beloved Mo Chenxuan. While he survived the apocalypse, Mo Chenxuan realised he was wrong. The person he truly loved was not his girlfriend before the apocalypse but the secretary who accompanied him through thick and thin. After he was reborn, Mo Chenxuan only wanted to dominate the apocalypse and make Qin Wu the happiest woman in the world.

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success. He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen. Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers. His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light. He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him. He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

In the shadow of an ancient forest, a forgotten book holds the key to an ancient terror. When Eliza, the quiet librarian of Grimstead, stumbles upon a mysterious and long-buried text, she unknowingly awakens something ancient and horrifying. The Draugar—a creature of darkness, death, and possession—has been dormant for centuries, but now, it is stirring once more. As the town descends into chaos, plagued by strange happenings and chilling whispers, Eliza must confront the dark forces she has unleashed and uncover the ritual that might stop the creature... or seal her fate forever. Torn between fear and obsession, Eliza must navigate a nightmare where no one is safe, and the very air is thick with terror. But the Draugar is not a mere legend. It is real. And once it has tasted fear, it will never stop hunting. The Draugar is a chilling tale of ancient myths, forbidden knowledge, and the monsters that rise when they are forgotten—perfect for fans of slow-burn horror and atmospheric dread. Will Eliza survive the night? Or will the Draugar claim another soul?

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.

Knagslot was an accountant and living fine not until oneday when he is recarnated as Dot korreto, and he his made the minion's clown, making him to compete in the game - A Nightmare for clowns. He is to battle against different monsters and win at last - the price his life and freedom. With his K O system he is to fight: Thick chested goblins Skilled big wolfs Hideous twisted beasts and Short Karate cats! Hell! Crack skulls, bust brains, remove teeths. Win at all cost. But soon, after winning and winning he is faced with mysteries while discovering his new world - The minion's domain. Sooner he learns the bitter way he is now Dot korreto and this dot Korreto was once a citizen of minion's domain and along with hidden secrets and dark pasts. He discovers mysteries - mysterious mysteries that leads to more mystery.

*****[I DO NOT OWN THE ART IN THE COVER ALL CREDITS GOES TO THE ITS CREATOR ]***** In a dimly lit room filled with tension, a woman struggles through the intense labor of giving birth to twins. The air is thick with emotion as her blue eyes reflect a mixture of pain, determination, and anticipation. Outside, a storm rages, mirroring the turmoil within. The father, a stoic figure with sharp gray eyes, watches from a distance, his thoughts clouded by the weight of impending fatherhood. As the woman gives birth, one of the twins is weak and unnaturally pale, a stark contrast to the other who cries out with life. The family, unaware of the significance of the still child, names the twins Lucas and Mykel. The Duke, the father, maintains an unreadable mask, his eyes lingering on the fragile child, sensing something wrong but concealing his worry. The tension between life and death hangs in the air, and a deeper mystery begins to unfold as the family’s future is marked by this birth, shrouded in unease and hidden emotions.

In the bustling and noisy modern metropolis, Ye Chen once stood at the pinnacle of wealth, with a personal fortune of 400 billion yuan in his hands. His name was like a thunderclap in the business world, an object of admiration and envy for countless people. However, fate played an extremely cruel joke on him, and a sudden accident brought his life to an abrupt end. When Ye Chen regained consciousness again, he found himself miraculously reborn and thrown back sixty years ago. The world before his eyes was both strange and familiar. The dilapidated streets and simple houses all told of the poverty and backwardness of that era. And he himself was no longer the glorious business magnate but a despised, penniless gambler. His wife, the woman who had once accompanied him through thick and thin, was now full of disappointment and determination, only begging him to sign the divorce papers to completely break free from this painful marriage. His father-in-law and mother-in-law hated him to the core. The looks they gave him seemed as if they wanted to devour him alive, wishing he could vanish from this world and never appear in their lives again. What was worse, those loan sharks who lent money at exorbitant interest rates were like wolves, closely watching him and constantly issuing threatening ultimatums for him to pay back the money. The slightest mistake would subject him to their ruthless and violent debt collection. However, Ye Chen was not crushed by this difficult situation. Relying on the memories and experiences of the sixty years from his previous life, he began his desperate counterattack. He knew full well the huge changes and opportunities that this era was about to usher in. Starting from small businesses on the street corners, he gradually accumulated his first pot of gold by making precise judgments about future business trends. As time went by, his business empire continued to expand, covering multiple fields such as manufacturing, real estate, and technology. The innovative products and business models he launched led the tides of the times time and time again, shocking the entire business world. During this process, he encountered the envy and suppression of countless competitors. They united to try to stop Ye Chen's rise. But Ye Chen, with his wisdom and courage, skillfully resolved one crisis after another and instead turned the attacks of his opponents into the driving force for his progress. In the game with various forces, Ye Chen gradually built a business empire that was unrivaled in the world. His enterprises spread all over the world, providing employment opportunities for countless people and promoting the development of the global economy. And he himself, from a despised gambler, had become a respected business legend. Finally, standing at the top of his business empire, Ye Chen looked back on the past with mixed feelings. He had rewritten his fate with his rebirth and created a business myth that shook the world, becoming an eternal legend.

Bro! You wouldn’t believe this! Everything was normal. Me and my bros doing some mining for mana gems for that old sockethole, Somanda like we always do all day, everyday. Me, Fractures, Bonet, Mono-socket, Broadbone and the gang. Then from nowhere, that ungrateful sockethole, Somanda tries to END me! Can you believe that?! I mean, I have told some questionable stories about him caressing my skull affectionately and deeming me his prized undead, but no need to axe a skeleton for something like that, right? RIGHT?! I managed to escape through one of the most convenient and contrived get-aways in all of undead history, even managing to pull a bony one on the Lich bastard by stealing two of his seemingly important possessions which I find out later to be better than I thought they’d be! From there it’s a just a SPIRAL of boneshit left and right! I can’t catch a break! What’s with this atrocious luck, bro?! A voice speaks to me about how I have qualified for something about a something that’s supposedly something’s something! Then I find myself in a new world that reeks of life and gives my bones a disgusted rattle. Powerful beasts and men are at every turn, all lining up to be a huge pain in my PELVIS! GAAAAH! Jeez this is happening too fast! However, even while I’m in the thick of this, the one saving grace is that I got something worth while! A new path of power! I can NOT be an undead! I can be something better than both the Living and the Dead! Immune to the antics from both sides. Well... most of them! I’m no longer on the path for Undeath! Only Lifelessness awaits me! I’m the one who transcends reality in this tale! I am... SKULLIUS! And I’m not an UNDEAD! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]

Seo-jun was an average college student until one day an accident took his life away. He suddenly found himself waking up in the body of Adrian Mallorne, a minor antagonist side character in a novel he read once before. Excerpt: "So, the Crown Prince is an Aura User, if the book is anything to go off of, and the third prince is a Spellsword? Why does the second prince seem so underwhelming next to these powerhouses?" . . . Sitting on the other side of the Crown Prince was a man with hair that was as blinding as a freshly minted gold coin. His facial features were sharp like the Crown Prince's, but Adrien could tell even from this distance that the man's eyelashes were long and thick and that his eyes were just slightly curved up, much like a cat's. And speaking of those eyes, his pupils were a deep and intense red that could put any jewel to shame. And those beautiful eyes were trained on him. To borrow Seo-ah's words, 'this guy is freaking hot,' flashed through his mind. That was the first time Adrien ever agreed with that particular saying. But who is that red-eyed guy? Could he be the second prince? It was possible since he looked a lot like the description the author used for the king. But why would the second prince stare at me? Did he know the Original Adrien even though I don't have any memories of him? And how is that the face of an unnamed background character who doesn't even appear in the book?

"Listen, buddy, your cock was the last thing that got inside me, so unless I’m having some kind of miracle baby, yeah, you’re the father. Congrats." — Raelynn had one goal that night—drown her sorrows in cheap whiskey after getting fired from her job. What she didn’t plan on was two surprises: one, a steamy night with a ridiculously good-looking stranger, and two, a $10,000 check for her the next morning. Jackpot, right? Wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the biggest surprise of all—she’s pregnant. And the father? None other than Elion Vaelorian, the country’s richest and most powerful businessman, with a face that could melt ice... and a personality just as cold. What Raelynn doesn’t know is that Elion isn’t just any man. And the baby she’s carrying? Let’s just say it’s far from ordinary, and its existence could shake the foundations of the world she knows.

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Stockpiling Supplies) Suddenly, natural disasters hit and the world changed drastically. First, it was extreme heat, then extreme cold, followed by earthquakes, thick fog, eternal night, and acid rain. Liu Ruyan, who had struggled to survive alone in the apocalypse for ten years, finally died in the pouring acid rain. When she opened her eyes again, Liu Ruyan found that she had been reborn, and there were still three months before the apocalypse. After discovering a huge portable space in her family heirloom, Liu Ruyan set herself the first small goal after rebirth - spending 2.1 billion yuan to fill the space with supplies! From then on, Liu Ruyan started the stockpiling mode. Rice, flour, cooking oil and salt? Buy! Chickens, ducks, fish and meat? Buy! Clothes, hats, shoes and socks? Buy! Dried meat, chicken feet, mini hot pots, potato chips, spicy strips, and luosifen, none can be missed! (A survival story in the apocalypse, the male lead will be absolutely unexpected!)

The footsteps sounded closer, and closer, and closer, until he faintly heard Siri's voice welcoming someone into the house, but before he could open his eyes to see who it was, he felt a large hand gripping his neck, his legs were locked tightly between much larger ones, and, he felt the cold metal of a gun placed directly on his...gun. Zeno quickly opened his eyes from instincts, ready to fight off his attacker, but the moment he did so, he was met with mesmerizing dark grey orbs, staring dangerously at him. The face of his attacker was too close, he couldn't make out his features, but he knew they were sharp, even from a closed look. He didn't bother fighting, he didn't want to lose his junior member down there, and his Nana still expected grandchildren from him. He couldn't disappoint her. "Who. Are. You?" The voice of his attacker was so deep, dark, and commanding. Zeno was a fighter, but he felt a chill run down his spine from the sound of the voice. The hand around Zeno's neck tightened, but he endured it, he was a fighter. Judging by his attacker's looks and actions of confidence, this was his boss. ~~~ After losing his parents and being faced with an unbelievable medical bill; Zeno Evander finds himself working as a Manny for a mysterious Billionaire, but it doesn't last long, after almost being killed by the Mafia billionaire, Zeno swore never to return to that place again. But after a week of escaping the Mafia billionaire, Zeno finds himself kidnapped and Blackmailed into signing a year's contract as the Mafia's Manny and bodyguard. Could Zeno escape his evil and monstrous boss? Or would he be consumed by him? Consumed by the forbidden passion he felt build up between them? Would he risk his life just to experience the burn of forbidden love? After the betrayal from his family, ex-wife and friend five years ago, Sebastian Orion became a totally different being. He became cold, aloof, and dangerous as he rose to become the most feared Mafia king of the underworld, and everyone who heard his name shivered from fear. He distrusted everyone and hated any form of human relationships, building a thick wall around himself. But, not until his son's manny came into the picture. Zeno irritated him in every way, he hated the mere sight of his bodyguard and would have chosen to kill him if not for the sake of his son. Sebastian always tried to push Zeno away by treating him in the lowest way possible. But when the contract was coming to an end, were his feelings still the same? Or did he suddenly realize that it wasn't only his son that needed Zeno? ~~~ "What are you waiting for? Leave!" Sebastian snarled bitterly. He would have to speak with Butler Nicole to find out why he brought back this stupid clown to his house. He had just returned from yet another trip, just to find this nuisance in his house again. He hated Zeno so much, he was classless and looked extremely dangerous to be near his son, who knew if he was sent as a snitch by an enemy? "I'm sorry, boss, but I can't," Zeno said and stood his ground. Leaving would mean he wanted his Nana to die, no, he'd rather stay here and take all punches that came his way, he was used to it. "What?!" Sebastian couldn't believe that such stupid people were still existing in the world. "I can't leave," Zeno repeated.

Synopsis: Only in depths the glory, Only in despair the hope, Only in dying the awakening. Serious the fate’s ship Sails forward ruthlessly. Eighty years ago, Earth basked in the light of the cosmos, hurtling through the mysterious planets, each second an embrace of the unknown. That cosmic power, also known as Primitive Energy, like a nourishing shower, reinvigorated all living things, ushering humanity into an unprecedented era of awakening. Handsome yet unawakened, Edward Gold, found himself like a lost ship in this tide of awakening, even unable to hoist his sails. Most of his peers, like sparkling stars, one by one, unlocked their supernatural powers, while he remained stranded in the dark shadows. Very soon, he was often surrounded by brutal bullies and indifferent onlookers and mocking and beatings came to him like flood. Lonely, helpless, and desperate, Edward felt like he plummeted into the unfathomable abyss. ‘What a dismal existence!’ thought Edward. Yet, what agonized him most was what his girlfriend Sarah Wood did to him. She had once vowed to go through thick and thin with Edward. She had even promised to tie the knot and then spend the rest of her life with him until death would do them apart. What on earth did Sarah do to him? Would Edward Gold finally become an awakener and win his honour back? Come to unravel his journey from zero to hero and witness the legend of Supreme Awakener!

"Are you afraid?.... I would be afraid... But then again, there's nothing you can do about it is there? So while not just accept your fate and....DIE?" "ALL.... THINGS.... PERISH...." With that calm statement, a silver lightning bolt as thick as a skyscraper....if it could still be called a bolt, came crushing down. And just like that the feared by all demon lord along with his castle and everyone in it. All that was left in the area was a pit that seemed to lead into the abyss and beyond...

Imagine walking alone at dawn, the soft whispers of leaves and the distant melody of birds surrounding me. Their rhythm feels strangely familiar, almost as if nature itself is sending me messages from Him-Krishna. But today, something is different. His presence isn't just in my thoughts-it's everywhere, like He's calling me. Without knowing why, my steps lead me far from home, to an ancient, hidden temple in middle of the forest. Inside, the air is thick with mystery, and in the shadows stands a statue of Him-Shyam, more breathtaking than anything I've ever dreamed. As I move closer, my heart races, my legs tremble, but I can't stop. Then, suddenly, I hear His voice. "Who are you talking to? I'm right here..." I turn around, and there He is-not as a distant deity, but standing before me in human form. His eyes are playful, His presence both enchanting and overwhelming. But then, He shakes my very soul with a challenge-an impossible bet. "Come with me to my time. Live with me, prove that you can take care for me there.... And if you succeed, I will stay with you... in the 21st century." One choice.... One journey that could change everything. Can I dare to step into His world, walk beside Him in the realm of his dimension and legends? And what happens when the divine crosses into the modern world?.... This isn't just a story of love-it's a journey between two worlds. A Magic of devotion, desire, and destiny. In the end, will Krishna choose to stay with me, or will He vanish like a dream, slipping away just when I thought I could hold onto Him? The answers lie ahead in the story. The question is....., what will I Choose? ●◆●◆●◆●◆●◆●◆●◆●●●●●●●●◆ ... .. . So finallyyy a new journey started with krishna ....... Lets see what will krishna do in 21st century.... How will he manage here ....Sorry I mean our female lead will manage with himmmmm 【 DISCLAIMER- This Story is part of imagination and adoration !! 】 for queries and contact - radhikakrishnasakhi8@gmail.com

"Gordon! Why are you late? The awakening ceremony is right now!" Jessica said urgently when she saw Gordon come through the doors of the awakening center. Shrugging Gordon didn't say anything. The last thing in the world that he wanted to do was tell this beautiful girl that he had been tripped and beaten on the way to school today. It was times like this that he wished that he bruised more easily. Then maybe he could get some attention. But this thought was fleeting in his mind. Gordon actually preferred to deal with his problems in his own way. And awakening to become a beast tamer and maybe even have his own talent would be the first step. Once he had a powerful beast the bullies wouldn't dare pick on him. "Come on, let's get in line." Jessica whispered to Gordon when she realized that he wasn't going to tell her what had happened. Together they went to the back of the arena type auditorium to wait for their turn to awaken. They had been friends since childhood and had been there for each other through thick and thin. Jessica had been the only friend that stuck with him despite all of his quirks. Slowly the line inched forward. Occasionally some people in their class would cheer if in addition to becoming a beast master a student also awakened a talent.

Lexi sat on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Noah quietly entered the room and walked over to her. Without a word, he pulled her into a gentle hug. "Don’t cry anymore, Lexi," he whispered softly. "It’s not your fault that one of the twins is missing. We’ll find her, I promise. One day, we will." But Lexi’s pain erupted. She snapped angrily, pushing him away. "You always say that! But I can’t keep going on like this. It hurts so much! I’m a mother now, Noah, and it tears me apart not knowing where my other twin is. Is she okay? Is she happy? Has she eaten? I don't know anything, and it’s killing me." Noah stood up and moved to stand beside her. She was staring out the window, lost in her sorrow. "I'm a dad too, Lexi," he said quietly, his voice thick with emotion. Lexi turned to face him, regret in her eyes. "I’m sorry for pushing you. I’m just so sad. I didn’t get to see her. I didn’t get the chance to hold her, to say goodbye... It hurts more than I can bear." Noah reached out, taking her hands in his. "I’m here now, Lexi. Don’t cry anymore. I’ll be with you, we’ll get through this together, dear."

On the way back from school, Kael felt a chill in the air, an unease he couldn’t explain. The skies were a dusky gray, and the silence around him was almost unnatural. As he approached his village, he noticed something unusual—scattered belongings and a broken window here and there. His heart pounded as he stepped up to his family’s small, familiar home, only to find the door hanging open and the faint scent of something metallic in the air. He froze at the entrance, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. The sight before him made his blood run cold. His home was in shambles, and monstrous creatures with thick, jagged fangs and gleaming eyes prowled through the wreckage. He spotted his mother and siblings, their bodies crumpled on the ground, motionless. A low, menacing growl echoed as one of the monsters turned its gaze towards him, blood dripping from its mouth. Realizing what had happened, Kael felt a crushing wave of fear and disbelief. Instinct took over, and he stumbled back, forcing his legs to move even as his mind reeled from the horror. He bolted, running as fast as he could, but the monsters had already picked up his scent. Their footsteps thundered behind him, a terrible reminder that he was now their prey.

Through the fields of gold, a scene only she can see a scene she hopes, desperately, that he can see too Through the thick empty blue a lie only he suffers from a lie he needs to protect her from A lie without which she wont survive

Thong was but an ordinary young man, dwelling in a remote and rustic village far removed from the bustling cities of the world. His father, the man he cherished above all, had always been the guiding light in his life. Though their bond was unbreakable, his father was plagued by a relentless illness that slowly drained the vitality from his body. Day by day, the malady gnawed away at him until, at last, the inevitable came—his father succumbed to its grip. In the wake of his father’s passing, the family’s modest inheritance was cruelly seized by his elder sister, a woman of great power and renown in the nation. She was a prominent figure in the realms of business and influence, her name commanding respect and fear alike. Yet, her heart harbored no love for their father. She took for herself everything their father had intended to share between his children, leaving Thong with nothing but despair. Wrath burned within him, fierce and unrelenting. In the depths of his anguish, he resolved upon an act most unthinkable. Ignoring the weight of law and morality, Thong took his sister’s life. He struck her down amidst her lavish comforts, her husband falling to his blade as well. The joyous life she had built crumbled in an instant, ended by her own brother’s hand. With his deed done, Thong fled to the humble village of his birth, retreating to the small hut where he had grown up. There, he waited in silence, awaiting the retribution that he knew would come. Those he had slain were figures of immense power; he was certain their allies would hunt him down without mercy. Thong sat within the confines of his hut, his heart heavy yet calm. He closed his eyes, resigned to his fate, but as moments passed, something unfathomable occurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a place entirely unfamiliar. The decrepit hut he had known was gone, replaced by a dwelling of intricate craftsmanship and resplendent beauty. The air was crisp, filled with the scent of pine and the faint hum of spiritual energy. Surrounding him was a mountain peak cloaked in thick mist, the heavens above painted with a brilliance he had never seen. His body felt different—stronger, lighter, brimming with an unearthly vitality. Slowly, he came to realize the truth: he was no longer in his own world. Somehow, he had crossed into another realm, one that bore a striking resemblance to the fantastical cultivation tales he had once devoured with fervor. Thong stood there, staring into the endless sky, his heart pounding with both fear and awe. This was a world of immortals, of boundless power and untold possibilities. His journey, it seemed, was only just beginning.

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A mysterious boy, Nayek, had a wild and unsettling nightmare one night. A strange, odd voice asked him a peculiar question that lingered in his mind, and he suddenly woke up with cold sweat all over his face and a mild headache that seemed unnatural. Was it just a dream or a sign of the near future? Nayek couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. Meanwhile, at the same time, in a mysterious place fully surrounded by a thick, impenetrable fog, two unknown individuals discussed a certain promise and the unusual behavior of some stars. Their conversation was obscure, yet filled with an air of urgency. Was it just a coincidence, or were the two events somehow connected? To learn more about Nayek's journey and the mysterious forces at play, read "The Promise That Never Ends".

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