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Vogel Im Kafig Music Box

The Unrivaled God of Music.

"Power is all I need... I will take everything!" A voice filled with unrelenting fury reverberates through the void, shaking the fabric of existence and daring the gods themselves. Time halts, the world stands still, and somewhere in an unknown plane of existence, a lone entity stirs. "Oh? Is that so..." The being's chuckle is soft but chilling. His eyes gleam with an unsettling mix of amusement and sorrow. "But power... isn't always a blessing, is it?" His voice carries an air of loneliness, his form blending with the surrounding void. "I’ll grant you a chance. Not because I care for you... but because I care for your end." The smirk on his lips deepens as his gaze pierces infinite planes. "We will meet soon," he whispers, his words dissolving into the emptiness. Alex, an ordinary young man, is born into a brutal world where martial prowess determines worth. With no talent for cultivation, he is scorned and dismissed as "trash among trash." But despite the ridicule, Alex endures, content with his quiet, unremarkable life. Until the day his village is razed to the ground. The massacre awakens a monstrous force within him—something primal, uncontrollable, and terrifying. Struggling to keep his humanity, Alex begins a journey fraught with pain, vengeance, and moral conflict. Each step challenges his values, blurs the line between right and wrong, and forces him to confront what it means to hold power. Amidst this turmoil, Alex encounters a peculiar flute, carved with cryptic symbols that pulse with an otherworldly energy. It feels like both a curse and a gift, its secrets beckoning him toward unimaginable truths. "What's the origin of this flute?" Alex wonders, the weight of destiny pressing on his shoulders. "Is it the key to salvation... or my undoing?" With nothing left to lose, Alex sets his sights on the Western Gates, a place whispered about in legends and shrouded in mystery. "All I wanted was a normal life," he reflects with a heavy heart. "Was that too much to ask?" Follow Alex as he embarks on a perilous journey to unravel ancient mysteries, uncover the true nature of power, and decide whether to embrace the monster within—or rise above it. The answers he seeks lie far beyond anything he could have imagined, in a world where nothing is as it seems. Will he find redemption—or lose himself completely? ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 13.4K Views

The Reincarnated Mercenary's Only Skill is Item Box

"No one ever helped me no matter how much I suffered. So, tell me...why would I help others if there's no benefit to it for me?" After being sold off by his parents to human traffickers due to a physical deformity and ending up as a resident of the underworld, a jaded mercenary is killed during a mission gone wrong. "If only there was a way to carry my entire arsenal of weapons without weighing myself down..." As he dies, he suddenly find himself waking up in a younger, unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar world. He finds himself in a rundown orphanage located in a medieval world full of Magic and Monsters, his new body weak and frail. His new name is Jaedfern Meraled, or Jade for short. But he's not alone in being sent to this world...along with him for the ride is the Angel Arkiela, who was banished to this world for interfering with the human world out of boredom. Specifically, she used her powers to feed and amplify people's impulses and intrusive thoughts, including the people around Jade, whom she targeted to, in her words, "mess with", and subsequently went on to ruin his life. She then claims that their lives are now intertwined...if one of them dies, so will the other. While being uncertain as to whether she's being honest about that or lying so that he can't afford to kill her, Jade can't exactly risk putting it to the test, so he errs on the side of caution. Grudgingly, he decides to accept her presence around him, having no other choice in the matter. With that settled, she reveals that when people are reincarnated with their memories intact, they're given OP powers, usually as a reward or consolation for their circumstances in their previous life, and she then checks what abilities he's been bestowed with. In this world, there are three main elements to a person's Magic...their Magic Class; which is the core of their abilities, their Mana Pool; the quantity of Magical energy they possess, and finally, their Skills; special abilities that include active powers such as Appraisal and passive powers such as Heat Resistance. Each person possesses three Skills, without exception. As for Jade, his Magic Class is...well, he doesn't have one. And his Mana Pool...is nonexistent, he possesses no Magical energy whatsoever. And finally, his Skills...he only has one, titled "Mercenary's Item Box", a dimensional storage power with a number of abilities that can be unlocked by Leveling Up the Skill. Most people who are reincarnated are given OP powers, rewarded for either living a virtuous life, or as consolation for living a tortured life. But sometimes, people who've lived sinful lives, can be punished instead, bestowed with the bare minimum of abilities in worlds where such abilities are everything. And Jade is the latter. However, Jade may not necessarily be as bad off as it initially seems...because within his Item Box, is every weapon he owned during his previous life, weapons that don't exist in this world. Will it give him enough of an advantage to survive, and ideally thrive, in this medieval world rampant with violent crime and dangerous Monsters? One thing's for sure, it certainly won't be easy...
Aimdaqs · 132K Views

I’m sorry, thinking outside of the box became a habit.

Lucifer: What a beautiful and peaceful world.  System 4858: Miserable.  Lucifer: People here are nice too.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable.  Lucifer paused, raising an eyebrow at the system’s unrelenting negativity.  Lucifer: Hmm?  System 4858: Yes! Yes, it’s beautiful and peaceful here. ‘But now... now that the great villain is here... who knows how long this peace will last? Miserable, too miserable.’  Lucifer smirked, his pale blue eyes glinting with amusement. His presence was overpowering, his aura so dense that the very air seemed to tremble under its weight. The world around him was serene, a gentle breeze stirred the trees, and the soft glow of the evening sun cast a golden hue over the landscape. It was a world that had yet to know chaos. A world yet to be touched by his unpredictable hand.  He stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the quiet town below. The people looked so small, so fragile. Innocent, even. His gaze softened, but only for a moment, before that playful smirk returned. Lucifer did things as he pleased. He was neither bound by rules nor constrained by morality. Good? Evil? Such distinctions were laughable to him. his actions were dictated by whim and mood. He could be their saviour or their destroyer. It all depended on how the next moment struck him.  But who was he? And why did his very presence distort reality? How had he come to possess such unimaginable power?  System 4858, however, was not in the mood for philosophical musings. System 4858: Wait, what? It blinked, a metallic chime of confusion ringing through the air. Why did the modern world just turn into a fantasy setting? The tyrant hasn’t even started anything yet!  The system frantically checked the world’s data, only to find its structure bending and shifting in ways it couldn’t comprehend.  The once-modern cityscape was slowly morphing into something out of a fantasy, mythical beasts stirring in the shadows. It turned to look at its host.  Lucifer stood there, watching the transformation with an eerie smile. That smile alone sent a cold chill down the system’s core. It immediately spun around, its circuits sparking with panic, and sprinted away as fast as its non-corporeal form could manage.  System 4858: Lord God! Save me from this villain! But unknown to the terrified system, even the Lord God himself would be powerless to intervene in this matter. System 4858 could only shed metaphorical tears as it watched its host, the unstoppable force of chaos, begin to twist the world in ways that no one could have predicted.  The world’s Lucky sons who were meant to rise and fight back found themselves bowing to Lucifer’s will. He ordered the world’s protagonists around like mere pawns, and wherever he walked, destruction followed in his wake.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable But even the unreasonable Lucifer had someone by his side who always smiled whenever Lucifer did something unpredictable.  One day, System 4858 accidentally saw the man playing with the darkness and was terrified. Soon, it was lying powerless in the man’s hands, staring at his smile System 4858 : Huh?! I knew it! Only a demon can accompany another demon.  The man with the red eyes : Hmm? System 4858: sob, sob. Miserable, too miserable
WingsofChaos · 7.3K Views
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