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Battle In The Mutara Nebula

Battle Against Fate

Battle Against Fate In the boundless expanse of the Primordial Heaven Continent, where mountains kissed the skies and rivers carried the whispers of legends, the strong reigned supreme while the weak struggled for survival. This was a land where cultivation dictated one’s destiny, and the pursuit of power defined the lives of countless souls. Among the towering sects, ancient clans, and hidden factions, tales of geniuses rising to prominence and changing the fate of nations were common. Yet, in the shadows of these grand stories lay the forgotten—those born without talent, shunned by their own kin, and left to carve their own paths through sheer will and determination. Seventeen years ago, in the esteemed Yan Clan of Ethereal Sky City, a child was born under a waning moon. Yan Zi, the youngest son of Elder Yan Hong, came into the world amidst hope but grew up under the weight of disappointment. Despite his diligent efforts, his meridians refused to awaken, branding him as "trash" in a world where strength was the ultimate currency. The Yan Clan, known for producing prodigious cultivators like Yan Ling and Yan Xingtian—shining stars of the younger generation—had no place for someone like Yan Zi. Yet, amidst the disdain and neglect, a burning desire flickered within him. A desire to prove that one’s fate was not bound by birth. Unknown to the world, Yan Zi’s journey was about to intertwine with forces far greater than himself. A forgotten legacy, an ancient secret buried in time, and a power that defied the natural laws of cultivation would soon set him on a path unlike any other. As storms brewed on the horizon and the continent moved toward chaos, Yan Zi’s story would rise from the ashes of humiliation and despair, challenging the very fabric of the heavens. In this tale of perseverance, betrayal, and destiny, one question loomed above all: Could a “trash” defy the heavens and carve his name into the annals of history? Thus began the battle that would test his faith, break his limits, and forge him into a legend. This is Battle Against Fate.
ANUP · 7.5K Views

Heavensent Battle Royale

In a universe orchestrated by the Creator, known simply as God, a harrowing death game is designed for humanity to enjoy. With 7 billion people around the world, game invitations are sent out randomly through their phones, posing a single, intriguing question to those chosen along with two simple choices: [WOULD YOU LIKE TO ACCEPT THE INVITATION AND BECOME A PLAYER IN THIS AWESOME GAME? YES/NO] Anon Roa is an inconspicuous high school student who mostly keeps to himself. He doesn’t have any close friends and usually just goes straight home after school to watch anime, play video games, or read light novels. Living a routine life, everything changed one fateful day when a mysterious text message appeared on his phone. Driven by curiosity and boredom, Anon selects 'Yes.' In an instant, his mundane existence shatters, plunging him into a nightmarish world teeming with death, chaos, and treachery. He still remembers the unsettling smile of God, who welcomed him to this macabre game: “Y’know, ninety-nine percent of humans die easily and are always full of regrets. So, wouldn’t it be better to live and fight for a slim chance to change your life however way you want it? I am God, after all. I can reward you with whatever you so desire so long as you win in this game of mine.” *** Hey lovely people! (。•̀ᴗ•́。) If you've enjoyed my work and would like to support me further, please consider visiting my Ko-fi page. [Check it out here!] (https://ko-fi.com/lynnal) Thank you all so much! (^▽^)
Lynnal · 1.8K Views

In the quiet

The heavy rain pounded against the windows, a relentless reminder of the storm raging outside. Inside, Elena stood at the edge of the living room, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as if the cold could keep the memories away. She had heard the knock at the door, but she didn’t move. She wasn’t sure if she could. “Elena.” The sound of her name broke through her thoughts, soft but insistent. She turned, and there he was—Liam, standing in the doorway, drenched from the downpour. His eyes were dark, filled with something she couldn’t name, and his lips parted like he had so much to say but didn’t know where to start. “I didn’t think you’d show up,” Elena said quietly, her voice trembling despite her efforts to sound steady. She didn’t want him here. Not now, not after everything. Liam took a step forward, his eyes never leaving hers. “I had to. I couldn’t leave things like this between us.” The words stung more than they should have, but she held her ground. “Things ended between us, Liam. You made sure of that.” He flinched, as if the words were a slap. “I know I did,” he said, his voice tight. “I was stupid. I pushed you away when I should’ve fought for you. And I... I didn’t trust you when you needed me to.” Elena’s heart twisted at the raw sincerity in his voice, but she couldn’t let him in that easily. “Why now, after all this time? After everything that’s happened?” “I don’t have an answer for that,” he admitted. “All I know is that I can’t keep pretending I don’t care about you. I never stopped caring.” The silence between them was thick, a chasm neither of them knew how to cross. The world outside continued to rage, but in that moment, it was just the two of them. Elena’s pulse raced, her mind torn between wanting to believe him and fearing the hurt that would come if she let him back in. “I don’t know if I can trust you again, Liam,” she whispered, the words slipping out before she could stop them. He stepped closer, reaching out like he was about to touch her but hesitated. “Then give me a chance to prove I’m worth trusting.” Elena’s breath caught, her chest tightening as something inside her wavered. For a moment, she could almost believe him. But the scars ran too deep. “I need time,” she said, finally looking away. “I need time to figure out if I can even forgive you.” Liam stood still, his expression a mixture of regret and understanding. “I’ll wait. As long as it takes.” And for the first time in a long time, Elena wondered if maybe—just maybe—she could let the past go and start again.
Julia_Nbete · 3.3K Views
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