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Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Han Muye, who had exceptional comprehension skills, was reborn into a cultivation world. He joined a clan which specialized in swordsmanship. He then became the keeper who looked after the swords in the Swords Pavilion. There were more than 100,000 swords stored in the pavilion. The keeper was tasked to clean all of them once a month. When Han Muge cleaned the Qinghe sword, he acquired a hint of Sword Qi. When he cleaned the Ziyan sword, he comprehended the swordsmanship, the Burning Plain, left behind by the original owner of the sword. He also acquired the Sword Qi of Burning Flame. When he cleaned the Shanyue sword, he comprehended the teachings left behind by Master Boulder and learned the Mountain Sword Technique. … Han Muye built up his Sword Qi bit by bit during the past 60 years working as a keeper in the pavilion. Throughout the 60 years, a disciple came to seek a sword in the pavilion, and he received guidance from Han Muye. The Sacred Maiden from the demonic clan attempted to steal a sword from the pavilion, but in the end, she left dejected and empty-handed. A swordsman came to challenge Han Muye, and he left with a broken sword. … 60 years later, the Celestial World invaded the mortal world. The disciple had become an exceptional Sword Deity. He wielded his sword and protected a part of the world. The Sacred Maiden had become the demonic clan leader. She sent a letter to the Swords Pavilion and led her clan to fight against the gods. The swordsman had achieved enlightenment in his swordsmanship. His Sword Qi rifled up to the sky. … The gods from the Celestial World loomed over the sky above. Han Muye slowly stood up. 100,000 swords followed him as he emerged from the pavilion. His Sword Qi could be sensed from 30,000 miles away, and his Sword Will pierced through the realms. He declared, “Today, I, Han Muye, will traverse the sky. I want to see who among the gods dares to invade this mortal world.”
I Am Not A Chibi · 3.2M Views

That not so important character turned out to be important

Shaun’s life was already in free-fall: fired from a suspiciously shady job, drowning his sorrows in questionable alcohol, and wrapping things up with a classic car crash. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, decided this wasn’t rock bottom—nope, Shaun was getting reincarnated. But not as a hero. Not even as a sidekick. Nope, Shaun wakes up as **Shaun** (no, not a typo)—a tragic background extra from a fantasy novel. You know, the kind of character whose job is to exist solely for pain, ridicule, and the occasional wallet-theft subplot. This Shaun? Father walked out. Mother ghosted him for a "better future." Property sharks, mobsters, and scam artists all sniffing around what little he owns. But hey, he somehow clawed his way into a prestigious academy! A chance at redemption, right? Wrong. Enter stage left: bullies. First, the villains make him a punching bag. Then the so-called *heroes* decide, "Yeah, let’s take turns too!" Normally, this poor soul would accept his fate, because that’s what he’s written to do. But reincarnated Shaun? He didn’t read that memo. He has… let’s say, *creative solutions* to his problems. Where the original Shaun took beatings with a grimace, this Shaun hands out payback with a cold smile and zero guilt. Bullies? Meet karma, wielded like a sledgehammer. But something’s off. The script’s changing. People are acting weird. They’re *recognizing* him, approaching him like they know secrets he hasn’t been briefed on. And that internal monologue habit he has? Turns out it’s not so internal anymore. A growing number of eavesdroppers think his sarcastic, third-person narration is… important.
kingorka_official · 1.4K Views

Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[Wouldn't recommend reading this. I butchered the starting premium chapter pretty badly, now this is just an incomplete memory.] [ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 33.2K Views

BOTNET CRYPTO RECOVERY // CRYPTOCURRENCY RECOVERY EXPERTS

I cannot begin to describe the immense relief and joy I felt when I discovered BOTNET CRYPTO RECOVERY and their incredible ability to retrieve stolen cryptocurrency. Just a few weeks ago, I found myself in a whirlwind of despair after hackers had managed to steal a staggering $89,000 worth of crypto—my hard-earned savings—while investing with someone I met on Instagram. It was an emotional gut punch; the realization that my financial future had been snatched away left me feeling demoralized and powerless. In the depths of my desperation, I plunged into the chaotic sea of the internet, fervently searching for a glimmer of hope or perhaps a miracle that might guide me toward reclaiming what was legally and rightfully mine. Hours turned into days, spent sifting through forums and reviews, only amplifying my fear that my funds were lost for good. Just when I was about to resign myself to defeat, something extraordinary happened. Through the twisting corridors of cyberspace, I stumbled upon BOTNET CRYPTO RECOVERY and their stunningly praised track record for restoring stolen digital assets. I was drawn in by stories of others whose tales mirrored my own—people who had felt the crushing blow of loss, only to find redemption at the hands of this dedicated team. I read about their clever tactics that exploited the cracks in the digital nefarious underbelly, details of recovery attempts that seemed almost too good to be true. Yet, the more I explored their reputation, the more resolute I became that this might just be the opportunity I had been searching for. With cautious optimism, I reached out to them, eager to unveil the specifics of my case. As we exchanged information, it felt like a reset — a brief glimmer of sunshine peeking through the heavy clouds of distress that had shadowed my thoughts for weeks. The BOTNET CRYPTO RECOVERY professionals quickly turned my sorrow into a partnership grounded in expertise and urgency. They highlighted the systematic approach they would employ, going through layers of encryption and shadowy blockchain trails that few understand. As days followed, I watched, hopeful and somewhat anxious, as they worked tirelessly to piece together my fragmented digital life. Each update they provided strengthened my faith and excitement for what might come next. Finally, they recovered everything I lost. To contact BOTNET CRYPTO RECOVERY use the listed below information. Email: botnetcryptorecovery(@)groupmail.com Website: www.botnetcryptorecovery.info WhatSapp : +14318018951
Bennett_Colton · 492 Views

TIME FIST;STRENGTH IS ALL THÃT MATTERS

Title: Time's Fist: strength is all that matters Synopsis: In a world where fate can be rewritten through sheer willpower, one man is given the chance to correct a tragic past. When an enigmatic force grants him a mysterious, all-powerful boxing system, he finds himself back in the gymnasium of his middle school, a place brimming with both nostalgia and unfinished business. The scent of sweat and old wood fills the air, but time is not on his side. His mission? To stop the man who would become his greatest enemy: Jack. Once a friend and ally, Jack is destined to rise as a ruthless criminal mastermind, leading a violent Gang that will ultimately end in the brutal death of the protagonist. But this time, he has the upper hand. Armed with the ability to harness the strength of legendary boxers and the mastery of techniques passed down through time, he must fight not only against Jack’s growing power but also his own doubts about whether he can truly change the course of history. Each punch he throws, each fight he wins, brings him closer to the moment where his enemy’s fate could be sealed—but at what cost? As he steps into the ring of his past, every battle is more than a fight for survival; it's a war for his future and his identity. Will he be able to rewrite history and save the life that was taken from him, or will he become a pawn in the hands of destiny? In Time's Fist, the past is a battleground, and every strike could change everything. But there more to the story a great twist read to find out
Thy_lin · 9.1K Views

IRIS Mystery

In a world filled with different people. I'm one of the most different people you will ever see. I live with my uncle and his wife with their five kids. I got adopted into the family when i lost my parents in an accident that took their lives on the same day two years ago.as at then it was sixteen years birthday. They were actually coming to pick me up from highschool to take me out on my birthday but they died on their way, ever since then my life have been hell. Everyone sees me as a cursed child everyone just hates me. Today i turned eighteen years old. I've hated birthday since i lost my parents. Although today I'm a bit happy that I'm turning eighteen cause i now have the right to leave my uncles house. Since i woke up I've been staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do on this day a then i heard a voice "make a wish" i just obeyed and closed my eyes " I wish to have something that no one has and can ever have something beyond imagination, something mysterious, extraordinary and magical. I wish for love " After i made this wish i felt an adrenaline rush through me giving me chills and goosebumps all over my body. I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Although i felt this sharp pain on my back which i quickly ignored, i took off my clothes and stepped inside the bathroom. I adjusted the water temperature to how i like it and i turned it on while humming a song. The first splash on my body was so refreshing. I let my hair down and as the waters flowed down my body cooling every nerve in my bones. But then all of a sudden i felt this sharp pain that made me scream and fell to the ground and then i saw something like feathers wrapped around me. It all felt like an illusion. I felt the pain quickly subside and i gradually stood up. What seemed like feathers was actually attached to back. I looked through my left shoulder and saw wings on my back. I doubted it and went to front of my bathroom mirror and to my greatest surprise there was wings directly coming out from my skin it had colour like flames a mixture of red and gold. My hair which was normally shoulder length blonde was now long down to my waist and was now red with gold edges. My eyes were literally flaming it was sparkling. I held my mouth from screaming this is theoretically impossible. I heard when my door burst open and i was naked in my bathroom confused. All of a sudden the wings and hair everything changed back to normal. It was no one else that barged into my room but toby, one of my cousin's. I quickly dragged a towel and hid by my bathroom door but he already saw me. Toby is one of the people i dislike because he has always wanted to have his way with my body this has gotten me really scared of being home alone. I caught a sinister smile on his face and he went back and locked my door and placed the keys in his pocket. I ran out from the bathroom and hid by my bed wrapping myself with my blanket "i never knew today will be my lucky day " as he spoke he walked towards me. "Who would have thought that i and oris would be the only ones at home today" upon hearing this i shivered " i like what i just saw ".He licked his lips "please toby don't hurt me " i could hear my heart racing and my eyes were watery "i really don't care if i do" the more he got closer i shifted backwards until i reached the wall and no where to run to i burst into tears pleading with him not to hurt me but he gave deaf ears, he dragged the blanket away from me and threw me on the bed. I was fighting to run away but he climbed on me and tried forcing me to kiss him and i bit him " you bitch" he punched me on the face and i could taste something thick i guessed it was blood "you are gonna pay" the next moment he was kicking off his pant. I kept on fighting and kicking but it couldn't do anything on his frame instead it angered and he smacked my cheeks and punched me several times until i got weak but i still struggled. Gradually
Mystery_Fire · 1.1K Views

Wandering the Multiverse: Becoming a Killer

My name is Ethan Wren, a fortunate adventurer with the ability to travel across dimensions and worlds. Each time I traverse a new world, I acquire two powerful abilities by completing main missions and special tasks. - Slayer: Every time I eliminate a humanoid entity, I can gain a special trait to enhance my skills. Eliminating countless zombies will elevate me to a god-like status. - Gamer: I don't need cheats to dominate games, as I am a living cheat code. - Swordmaster: All sword techniques in the universe are within my grasp. - Connoisseur:"My friend, you smell delightful. Fear not, I am sincere with my comrades and will stand by them." - Binder: Monsters, demons, creatures, come to me! - Timekeeper: Control time, do as you please in school, do as you wish in the office! But despite my power, I prefer to blend in with lower-level martial arts. You wonder why? The world is so perilous, of course, I must become invincible before I take risks! The apocalypse reshapes human civilization, the martial arts realm takes control, the supernatural world becomes the progenitor, the armor world rises to emperor status, the absurd realm ensnares the succubus, the Ultra world trains heroes; the gods realm creates legends; the solitary world subdues the present day; the interstellar world forges the strongest mech; the myth saves Sophia; Western Paladin III; Survival at Sea; Marvel; Odyssey to the West; Mortal Ascension; DC; Duel Monsters; Beast Mastery; Primordial Realm; Lovecraftian; Dragonborne; Dark Void, Shinobi, Pirate, One Punch Wonder, Guts, Neon, Undead, Warbringer...
NovelsWorld · 22.3K Views
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