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The World That Broke

"Ordinary, My Ass!" Look, I didn’t ask to be dropped into a parallel world. But if I had to end up somewhere, at least I got the wife of my dreams. Hot, smoking, and somehow willing to put up with me? I was living the life. Sure, I was just some ordinary guy with no powers, no fame, and no drama. Did I care? Not really. Then I found out my firstborn kid was the protagonist of a novel I used to write back in my old world. Yeah, the one with all the dangerous monsters, overpowered hunters, and a world-ending plotline. Oh, and that mysterious aura stuff? Turns out it’s real. And guess who doesn’t have any? Now, the hunters are eyeing me, the monsters are smelling me, and my wife is way too chill about it all. Me? I’m definitely screwed. Being ordinary sounded fine—until I found out how much of a death sentence it actually was. “I am sorry, Reynard,” said the wife. Okay… she might not be chill at all. The world used to be round. And then it broke. What remained were fragments—floating islands, shattered continents, and ruins of a once-thriving civilization that defied the passage of time. The world was divided: the Claimed Lands, where order and remnants of humanity clung to life, and the Forbidden Regions, chaotic and wild, teeming with danger and untamed power. Between these fractured realms stood the hunters—protectors of the fragile peace and scavengers of a world long lost. They faced the monstrous, the mysterious, and the forbidden, carving out a semblance of hope amidst the chaos. Reynard Bright was no hunter. He was no hero. He was simply a man—ordinary in every way, or so he believed. But in a world as unpredictable as this, even the most unremarkable lives can hide extraordinary truths. As Reynard struggles to find his place in this broken world, he discovers unsettling secrets—about his family, his past, and himself. And when the shadows of his own creations begin to emerge, Reynard is faced with a question he cannot ignore: Was he truly as ordinary as he thought? Or was he bound to play a greater role in the story of this fractured existence? In a world teetering on the edge of survival, even the smallest ripple can reshape destiny. Note: Rewrite. Original Title: Novel's Dad? What to expect: *Single romance *Parenting *Complicated power sets/Auras *Cultivation *Interesting power system *inspired by Hunter X Hunter *inspired by Peerless Dad *inspired by The Novel's Extra
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that one SWURD

Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine.
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