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Battle of CHRONO

In the heart of the empire's most renowned hospital, a poignant scene unfolded. An emaciated infant, struggling for life, was born amidst the cutting-edge medical facilities and top-notch care. The child's condition was dire, necessitating immediate admission to the intensive care unit. As the medical team rallied around the fragile newborn, the atmosphere was tense with concern. The hospital's top specialists converged to provide life-sustaining treatment, administering critical care with precision and compassion. Despite the hospital's state-of-the-art equipment and expert staff, the child's prognosis remained grim. The medical team worked tirelessly to stabilize the infant's vital signs, but the tiny body struggled to fight off the frailty. The child's parents, overwhelmed with worry, anxiously awaited each update from the doctors. Every passing moment seemed like an eternity as they clung to hope. The intensive care unit became a sanctuary of hope, where medical professionals employed their expertise to coax the child back from the brink. The hospital's chaplaincy services offered emotional support, providing solace to the distressed family. Amidst the uncertainty, one thing was clear: the child's survival depended on the unwavering dedication of the medical team and the family's unrelenting hope. Shirley's eyes brimmed with tears as she gazed at their fragile newborn, struggling for life in the intensive care unit. Zilong, determined to comfort his distraught wife, wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Shirley, don't be sad," he whispered softly. "I truly believe that our child will definitely grow strong and stand tall!" His voice resonated with conviction, offering a beacon of hope. Shirley turned to him, her face etched with worry. "But what if...?" she trailed off, unable to voice her deepest fears. Zilong's grip tightened reassuringly. "We have the best medical team caring for our baby," he reminded her. "We must stay positive and trust in their expertise. Our child will overcome this." His words were a gentle balm to Shirley's frayed emotions. Together, they stood vigil, hands clasped, and hearts filled with determination. Their love and resilience would be the cornerstone of their child's fight for life. Shirley's tears continued unabated, her heart heavy with sorrow. The plight of their newborn weighed heavily on her. "This child is so pitiful," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Born into suffering, he's faced calamity after calamity. First, the catastrophic event, and now his fragile body struggles to cope." Zilong's expression turned somber. "We did everything we could," he reassured Shirley. "The doctors said we made it just in time." But Shirley's guilt lingered. "If only we'd acted sooner..." Her voice trailed off, consumed by regret. "The gods are merciless," she whispered, despair creeping in. "This is their punishment for our hesitation." Zilong gathered Shirley into his arms, offering warmth and comfort. Zilong gently shook his head, his eyes filled with a mix of frustration and resignation. "This matter has been strictly censored by both the Freedom Federation and the Imperial Alliance," he reminded Shirley. "It's now a forbidden topic, hidden from public discourse." The catastrophic event had left an indelible scar on humanity, the worst since the dawn of the New Era. Its aftermath was shrouded in mystery, cloaked by the twin powers that ruled the world. Shirley's gaze dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "Before humans are destroyed, God makes them go mad." The ancient proverb echoed through the hospital room, a haunting refrain. Zilong's eyes locked onto hers, filled with a deep sorrow. "In the end, who truly knows what's right and wrong?" he murmured. "Perhaps our understanding is but a fleeting illusion."
LostInStories · 354 Views

Heavensent Battle Royale

In a universe orchestrated by the Creator, known simply as God, a harrowing death game is designed for humanity to enjoy. With 7 billion people around the world, game invitations are sent out randomly through their phones, posing a single, intriguing question to those chosen along with two simple choices: [WOULD YOU LIKE TO ACCEPT THE INVITATION AND BECOME A PLAYER IN THIS AWESOME GAME? YES/NO] Anon Roa is an inconspicuous high school student who mostly keeps to himself. He doesn’t have any close friends and usually just goes straight home after school to watch anime, play video games, or read light novels. Living a routine life, everything changed one fateful day when a mysterious text message appeared on his phone. Driven by curiosity and boredom, Anon selects 'Yes.' In an instant, his mundane existence shatters, plunging him into a nightmarish world teeming with death, chaos, and treachery. He still remembers the unsettling smile of God, who welcomed him to this macabre game: “Y’know, ninety-nine percent of humans die easily and are always full of regrets. So, wouldn’t it be better to live and fight for a slim chance to change your life however way you want it? I am God, after all. I can reward you with whatever you so desire so long as you win in this game of mine.” *** Hey lovely people! (。•̀ᴗ•́。) If you've enjoyed my work and would like to support me further, please consider visiting my Ko-fi page. [Check it out here!] (https://ko-fi.com/lynnal) Thank you all so much! (^▽^)
Lynnal · 3.5K Views

The Battle of The Cultures

In the heart of Emretana, a nation forged by the legendary King Jiranyu IV, lies the fortified city of Yiaditak. Originally built by Jiranyu IV, the city stands as a testament to his vision of unity and strength. Over the centuries, Yiaditak has become a symbol of resilience for the Jibberek people, the largest and most influential ethnicity in Emretana. The name "Yiaditak" is derived from the Jibberenkrata words "Yiada," meaning light, and "Yitak," meaning guide. The city earned its name because its lights, visible from the Yestakmi Hills, served as a beacon for travelers, guiding them safely through their journeys. However, Yiaditak is also home to the Ekkadese people, a minor ethnicity that sought refuge in Emretana after fleeing their homeland on the distant shores of Irammi. For generations, the Ekkadese have built their lives in Yiaditak, preserving their culture and traditions in their adopted homeland. Tensions between the Jibberek and Ekkadese have simmered for years, fueled by disputes over territory, resources, and cultural differences. As these tensions reach a boiling point, the stage is set for an epic confrontation that will determine the future of both peoples. The Battle of the Cultures is a tale of conflict and unity, bravery and determination. Leading the charge on the Jibberek side are RedEmerald108YT, a skilled Army Chief and strategist organizing the city's defenses; King Jirakku II, the wise and just ruler of the Jibberek, upholding the legacy of Jiranyu IV; The Emretana Dispute Soldiers, elite warriors trained to handle conflicts within the nation; and CheirsDaCrafter, a master craftsman and engineer creating fortifications and traps. On the Ekkadese side, the resilient and resourceful forces are led by Ensuta, the charismatic leader determined to protect the Ekkadese homeland; the united and innovative Ekkadese people, contributing their unique skills to the defense; and Rimmadu, a skilled warrior and tactician devising clever plans and strategies. As the battle rages on, both sides face personal challenges and doubts. The outcome of the battle will depend on their strength, courage, and ability to unite in the face of adversity. Amidst the chaos, the echoes of King Jiranyu IV's vision remind them of the importance of unity and resilience. Will the Jibberek and Ekkadese find a way to overcome their differences and achieve a lasting peace, or will the conflict continue to rage on? The Battle of the Cultures is a gripping tale of cultural heritage and the indomitable spirit of Emretana's people.
RedEmerald_108 · 1.5K Views

Walker Of The Blue Sky

In a world called Infinite Soul Star, there is an extraordinary group that controls all kinds of incredible powers by mastering their Soul Force. They are called Soul Masters. Soul Masters awaken their Soul Mark which is essential to walk the path of Soul Cultivation, but they still need the Soul Orb to help them awaken. Emrys crossed over and carried a strange multicolored orb that could strengthen the Soul Orbs. The multicolored orb was simply too mysterious. It can not only strengthen the Soul Orbs and increase their quality, but it can also bring many benefits to Emrys in several ways that he could have never imagined. The Multicolored Orb also provided Emrys a SYSTEM which can help him understand the functions of the Multicolored Orb in an easy way. It changed his life completely. Not only did it grant Emrys the ability to level up the Soul Orbs to the Mythical level that no one in the world knew about, but it also provided him the "Soul Mark" that gave him the ability to manipulate space itself. But this Multicolored Orb seems to be more mysterious than Emrys originally thought. There was much more to it than just a SYSTEM and a few abilities. This Multicolored Orb was an inheritance item of a Supreme Being, one who had surpassed the constraints of a reality known as "Cultivation". In the universe, every creature engages in a relentless struggle, fighting, killing, betraying, and enduring countless hardships to advance along the path of cultivation. Yet, this Supreme Being had transcended beyond this reality. How? Let's walk on this journey together with Emrys to know the answer. At the same time, we can see how he becomes the Walker of Blue Sky. ______________________________ Readers might find grammatical errors so please ignore them and enjoy the story. The cover is not mine, all credit goes to the original creator.
RazaKarim · 462.8K Views

Ethereal Blue

What if your best friend were a ghost-and your soulmate? Buchi never imagined his scholarship to a prestigious Korean school would come with invisible princes, ancient curses, and dangerous rivals. As the only one who can see Min Soo, a Korean prince cursed to walk the earth unseen, Buchi becomes his lifeline to hope. Jealous students, power-hungry sponsors, and dark supernatural forces threaten to tear their connection apart. Will Buchi rise above the odds to break the curse, or will love be lost in the shadows of time? Buchi-egeun joheun hakgyo-e iss-eo-neun scholarship-eul jwahae, geu-eun gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun wang-ja-reul mann-a-seo, gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun ma-eum-eul mann-a-seo, Buchi-eun geu-ui ma-eum-eul bich-eo-neun sa-gwa-reul jwahae. , , , . Buchi-wa Min Soo-eun geu-deul-ui ma-eum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya hal su iss-eoyo. Geu-deul-eun eotteoke hae, Min Soo-eui jo-geum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya ha-geoyo? ########### "Guy why you dey look me like that?" His voice was steady, but the flicker of confusion and heat in his eyes made my chest tighten. At first he didn't say anything until l asked again but in korean (Neo-neun wae naege ireol geoseul hae-yo?) - "Why are you looking at me like that?" (Jeoneun aniya)"I’m not," I lied, though my gaze refused to move from the water sliding down his neck, tracing the hard lines of his chest before disappearing beneath the towel. (Eotteoke geurae?) " Huh! Really?" he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ("Neo-neun naege gyeoljeong-gwaui gwaje-cheoreom bolleo issna-yo) "Because you’re looking at me like I’m some kind of forbidden fruit." I swallowed hard, cursing the way my breath hitched. He wasn’t wrong. Something about him—his presence, his confidence, the way he stood there dripping wet like he didn’t have a care in the world—had me unraveling. ("Neo-neun ban-naj-eo iss-eoyo.") "You’re the one standing half-naked," I shot back, though the words lacked bite. ("Mwo neo-neun mweo-rae ganeun-ga?") "What do you expect?" He laughed, the sound deep and rich, like the rumble of a storm. "I didn’t expect you to be so easy to distract." ("Neo-neun joheun geol al-a-isseo.") ("Joheun geol an-iya.") "Distract? I’m not distracted." My words came out too quick, too defensive. He stepped closer, his damp hair falling across his forehead, and for a moment, the space between us felt electric. "Then wati dey make you dey blush?" I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Because he was right—I was blushing, my pulse racing, my thoughts a mess. And then, just as suddenly as he’d appeared, he was gone, leaving nothing but the memory of his smirk and the ache in my chest that told me this wasn’t over. --- Can you survive the pull of gravity when it’s not just the black hole that’s consuming you—but him? Dive into ETHEREAL BLUE, a tale of cursed ghosts, forbidden connections, and the kind of chemistry that stops time itself.
delyonworld · 5.5K Views
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