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Beyond Good or Evil

This novel is about Vidan, a teenager who had spent his life in the most infamous slums called the Pits. Treachery and crimes were the part of the everyday existence in the Pits. It was just another day, and this time it was Vidan’s turn to be sacrificed to save someone rich. Off course, a rich person’s life was richer in every aspect. Is it not the very reality of our and every other world out there ? This time Vidan decided to fight back. The outcome was as usual- he got killed, but in the laps of void where nothing manifests his questions echoed and an omnipotent voice replied- “Existence is just an illusion of perception, too real to be false. To perceive truths beyond reality you shall possess a mind to observe, and a wanderer’s will to seek…” After the vibrations ceased Vidan found himself reincarnated in the body of a Prince called Mikhail Leotard of Sunspire Kingdom. To top his new world of a world of magic with infinite possibilities, and such people who made the impossible possible were called cultivators. For once Vidan felt his dream come true. It was like being in a fantasy world with a loving family, full stomach, magic, and a sense of identity. With everything perfect in this life, Vidan dreamt of building a safe place for himself and everyone around, but if life was to be described in a single word it would be ‘Unpredictable’. So join Vidan in his journey of cultivation. ——————————— What to expect from the Novel- *) Strong MC *)Cultivation *)Story Based *)Philosophical and Ideological *)Elements of Love *)Face Slapping What Not to Expect *)No Harem *) Barely any Kingdom Building ---------------------------- The cover is not mine and found it on Pinterest, if the owner wants credit or wants their art removed please let me know.
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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."
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