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Cyberpunk: Special Incident Chronicles

Ethan Lin was once just an ordinary ancient texts restorer—a part-time livestreamer repairing priceless artifacts. One day, while restoring a Sanxingdui bronze mask, he accidentally triggered a mysterious paranormal phenomenon that caused a catastrophic livestream accident and shocked the entire internet. Initially, he assumed it was merely a livestream mishap. However, the incident caught the attention of the National Special Cultural Relics Bureau, and before he knew it, Ethan was forcibly recruited as an external investigator tasked with handling those “supernatural” yet top-secret artifact cases. Thrown into a whirlwind of bizarre and surreal investigations—from the hidden underground tombs beneath the Forbidden City to a haunted milk tea shop tucked away in the heart of a modern metropolis, and even extending to the international supernatural black market—Ethan soon realized that the rules governing this world were far more complex than he had ever imagined. At the same time, a shadowy organization known as the “Nine Nether Group” was secretly advancing a shocking plan. They sought to harness cutting-edge technology combined with ancient yin-yang secrets to create an “Artificial Ghost King”—a being that would shatter the boundary between life and death, redefining the very relationship between humans and souls. As Ethan delved deeper into his investigations, he gradually uncovered a startling truth: the origins of these paranormal events were inexplicably tied to his own family. His grandfather, it seemed, had once been a key figure in the Spirit Suppression Project—a covert operation whose true purpose was to maintain the balance of the world. Now, as the Nine Nether Group schemes to open the “Ghost Gate” and merge the realm of the living with the netherworld, Ethan faces an impossible choice. Should he honor the legacy left by his ancestors and assume the mantle of the new Spirit Suppressor by sealing the Ghost Gate, or should he shatter the constraints of the old world and usher in a new era where life and death coexist? In a time when technology clashes with the supernatural and the natural order of yin and yang is on the brink of collapse, Ethan Lin must decide where his true destiny lies.
TheLastDaoist001 · 244 Views

Rebirth of the Hated Character

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'
YuaLinn · 239.3K Views

Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."
Dark_Eyez · 1M Views
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