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Date Or Alive

How Am I Still Alive?

Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Gods descending? Continuous disasters, all living beings suffering? What does it have to do with me? I'm just a patient with an incurable disease, who's been given up on treatment and has a countdown to death. Embarking on the path of exorcising demons and annihilating immortals with my crippled body is not for the sake of protecting my family and country, but because the hazardous duty pay is too tempting, especially the compensation... "This Evil Gods profession system is cursed, even if there's smooth progress in the early stages, the practitioners will eventually commit suicide..." "Give me a set." "This Demon Sword poisons its user and has already taken ninety-nine lives..." "Give me two, and also that man-eating demonic helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, get me a set." "This Magic Potion is harmful to heaven and earth..." "Enough talk, I'll take them all!" However, the problem is, why am I still alive after taking on all these high-risk missions, stepping on every risk, and doing every deadly task? 【Congratulations, congratulations! Ranked first among the Top Ten Heroes Who Moved the World...】 "...Heavens, wasn't the average life expectancy in this line of work three and a half years? I've been here for one cycle of three years after another, I'm almost an S-level hunter, the first of the top ten heroes! Why am I still alive? I just want to make an honor sacrifice, scam some compensation! Is that so hard?!"
Persimmon Whale · 492.5K Views

Trick or Truth

Every October, Elysian Ridge High School sheds its pristine facade as a peculiar energy settles over its ivy-covered walls. Known for its excellence and harmony, the school harbors no scandal—at least, not on the surface. But as the days grow shorter and shadows stretch longer, whispers begin to circulate, carried on the crisp autumn breeze. “Have you heard the rumor?” a girl whispers to her friend as they linger near the old south building, its windows boarded and walls weathered with age. Her friend shrugs, feigning indifference. “What rumor?” “The one about the demon,” the girl insists, her eyes darting toward the abandoned structure. “They say it’s caged in that building. And on Halloween, if you bring it a treat, it’ll grant you a wish. Any wish you want.” Her friend snorts, crossing her arms. “Right. Because everyone knows a demon’s a trustworthy wish-granter.” “It’s been a thing for years,” the girl presses on. “My cousin told me about it when she went here. Don’t you wonder what you’d wish for?” The question lingers in the air like a spell, their curiosity pulling them closer to the forbidden building. Yet, beneath their playful banter is a thread of unease. For decades, students have whispered about the demon, daring each other to seek it out. Some return with wild stories of impossible luck. Others leave the rumor behind, pretending it’s just a tale. But what none of them realize is that every wish carries a price—one far greater than anyone could anticipate. This Halloween will test the line between myth and reality. But when you ask the devil for a favor, you may get more than you bargained for. At Elysian Ridge High School, the real question isn’t whether the demon is real—it’s whether you're ready to face the trick or truth?
Yumu_DT · 1.4K Views
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