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Classic Wow Sharing The Faith

The world of killing gods and the sharingan

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.
DaoistPe0USa · 3.6K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 2.9K Views

Sharing a Pavilion With You

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #cdrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.
ShuiShu · 61.4K Views

Aetheris online: SSS rank talent faith weaver

Description: In the world of Fateweaver Online, a revolutionary VRMMO game, every player receives a random talent that shapes their journey. For Reiji, an ordinary player, his talent turns out to be something extraordinary—the rare and mysterious "Fateweaver." This power allows him to manipulate the very fabric of the game world, not by leveling up or increasing his own strength, but by empowering monsters, entities, and objects with Fate Points. At first, Reiji struggles to understand the full scope of his ability. He has no direct power to increase his own stats, and his level doesn’t matter. Instead, he can shape the world around him, creating alliances, evolving monsters, and influencing the course of events by infusing them with Fate Points. But with great power comes even greater responsibility—and every action Reiji takes sends ripples through the game, affecting factions, NPCs, and even other players. As Reiji navigates his new path, he encounters powerful entities bound by ancient contracts. Aeris, a dragon and the leader of her race, becomes his first companion, bound to him by the Fateweaver contract. She offers guidance, not through direct action, but by helping Reiji understand the consequences of his choices. Soon, another powerful NPC, bound to the Phoenix race, joins him, and the tension between the Dragon and Phoenix factions becomes palpable. Though both are forced to remain passive at the start, their disdain for each other adds a volatile layer to Reiji’s journey. In this world where powerful NPCs and factions vie for dominance, Reiji’s choices will determine the future. But every decision is costly, and with each action, he risks invoking the wrath of forces far beyond his control. As his powers grow, so too do the consequences of his involvement in the world—shaping alliances, sparking wars, and even altering the game’s balance. Will Reiji become the hero, or will he be swallowed by the very fate he seeks to control? Fateweaver Online is a tale of power, consequence, and the unknown, where every choice matters, and the future is as unpredictable as the forces that drive it.
Author089 · 5.6K Views

PRETTY LITTLE THIEF

24 year old Mastermind thief Isabelle Aisling, a.k.a red has made a name for herself as a cunning, skillful burglar. Her latest contract and Target is the notorious, wealthy mysterious Aiden Wells, a 35 year old successful and famous bachelor with a brutal reputation that precedes him in business and in lifestyle. Contracted to steal a priceless generational family heirloom worth billions of dollars from him. But things take a turn when she is caught red-handed by Aiden Wells himself. At the prospect of avoiding jail time. He proposes a shocking deal. That will either benefit them both or ruin them, if she chooses to agree. ****** Excerpt: "Careful, you shouldn't say things like that, when you're alone with someone like me". His voice, a low sultry growl. Sending chills down her spine, making her instantly scared and maybe, just maybe a little excited.  "Or else what?", She taunted. Her eyes never leaving his. She stood her ground, refusing to back down as he continued to stalk towards her. "ohh....", he purred, his voice dark. He was finally close to her, Looming over her. The air was electric and suddenly too hot. They were too close, way too close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin. His golden, honey brown eyes, blazing with desires. She knew he was a dangerous force, but she gave into the burning sensation she felt. She asked again, barely in a whisper, "what are you going to do..?" Her dare hanging in the air,unanswered. A challenge to cross the imaginary boundary line between them. They stood there, eyes locked in a silent standoff.
Faith_afe · 2.5K Views

Euphoric Faith

In the world of Euphoria, sword, magic and faith had dominated lives for centuries, ever since the catastrophic period commonly referred as The Joining nearly destroyed the world. Those born with magical abilities, strive to become a Magus and are highly sought after. Those talented in warfare, became Sword Masters and are the backbone of many kingdoms. Those touched by diety had elevated their own position immediately, since miracles and spells utilising faith are always in short supply. Every since The Joining, many monsters have crossed the boundaries of Euphoria. Whole knightly orders and wizard towers dedicated their lives in an attempt to eradicate monstrosities roaming this world. The question that many asked themselves was: What would happen if there was a group capable of using magic, even if at basic level, skilled in combat and had a patronage of a god? Many objected, seeing a future where their own position of power would be threatened and refused this offer. Although there were few pure and honest mages and knights. They gathered in secrecy, hiring trusted alchemists in an attempt to transmute a body, to create a blueprint perfect for their purpose. They prayed to various gods, old and new arrivals but there was only one Goddess that responded. Alchemists we're often dubbed by commoners and those of faith as witches. So they took it upon themselves to name their new creation, using the very same foul moniker to spite those that wronged them... (Warning this is an 18+ novel. There are heavy, adult themes in it. Enter at your own discretion).
Retrion · 4.6K Views

Echoes Of A Shared Past

In a world teetering on the brink of chaos, The Echoes Of A Shared Past follows the harrowing journey of Amelia, a woman driven by grief, vengeance, and an insatiable desire for justice. Betrayed by her former lover Valerius, and haunted by the tragic loss of Kaelen, the man she loved, Amelia embarks on a perilous quest to harness the dark powers of the Spider Weed—a fabled plant said to grant immortality and unimaginable strength at a great cost. Amelia’s path is riddled with trials, both physical and emotional, as she delves into forbidden caves, battles her own inner demons, and faces the monstrous guardian of the Spider Weed. Along the way, she encounters Syra, an enigmatic old witch who serves as both a guide and a warning, foretelling the dire consequences of Amelia’s thirst for revenge. Meanwhile, Valerius, a man torn between his duty and the lingering affection he harbors for Amelia, is drawn into the fray. Unaware of the full extent of her ambitions, he seeks to find her before the darkness consumes her entirely. As allies become enemies, and the line between good and evil blurs, both Amelia and Valerius must confront their pasts and the painful truths that bind them. The story reaches its crescendo as Amelia transforms into something far beyond human, standing at the gates of Valerius’s palace—a being forged by rage and sorrow, poised to exact vengeance. But as the weight of her choices bears down on her, the question remains: will she destroy everything she once loved, or will she find a way to reclaim her humanity? Echoes Of A Shared Past is a tale of love, loss, and the consuming power of vengeance. In a world where ambition and destiny collide, Amelia’s journey is a haunting reminder that the cost of revenge is often far greater than imagined.
Scooby_Doo7 · 7.6K Views
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