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Nawa Jutsu

Everyone: You're a Farmer, WTH is with the Tree Realm Descending

Synopsis: [Overpowered] [Crushing Enemies] [Ultimate Control] [Burning the Supporting Cast’s CPU] In a world where every citizen undergoes a national job transfer ceremony, students awaken powerful professions—knights, mages, priests, and more—to battle monstrous threats. Others take on life-class professions like chefs, blacksmiths, and tailors, essential but ordinary. And then there's Xu Yan… His fate? Farmer. Talent: Plant Affinity Skill: Promote the Growth of All Things With a worthless profession and zero combat potential, Xu Yan falls into despair. "The heavens are collapsing… Just erase me already!" But just as he's about to give up— [Ding!] Shennong System Activated! His planting skills mutate into god-tier abilities! Farming? Wood Release: Tree World Descent! Fire-making? Fire Release: Amaterasu! Movement? Dojutsu: Kamui! Animal Husbandry? Summoning Jutsu: Kurama! Firewood Splitting? Soul Slayer: Zangetsu! Clouds Flow Like Fire! Reclamation? Devil Fruit: Tremor-Tremor Fruit! The Divine Realm trembles—Gods descend! As a mere farmer, Xu Yan challenges the gods, and the world spirals into madness! "Look! The farmer is cheating again!" The Strongest Knight: "That damn farmer is tougher than a fortress!" The Strongest Mage: "Even after a full combo, I can’t scratch his HP!" The Strongest Priest: "Why does his tree summon have more utility than me!?" Even the gods, drenched in blood, roar in disbelief: "ARE YOU INSANE!? YOU CALL THIS A FARMER?!" From zero to invincible—watch as the farmer reshapes destiny! --- This is a translation. I just uploaded it here to use the audio mode, kinda lazy reading. You can read it on fictionzone.net Disclaimer: All contents of this novel belong to their respective owners.
GreenDragonEmperor · 31.4K Views

MASKARA

Tik tak. Tik tak. Tanging tunog ng orasan ang nangingibabaw sa tahimik na bahay—isang tahimik na nakakabingi, na para bang bumabalot sa bawat sulok ng silid. Parang musika ito ng kawalan, ngunit imbes na paginhawahin, lalo lamang nitong pinapalakas ang kabog ng aking dibdib. Tik tak. Parang pinipiga ang aking puso, bawat segundo, bawat saglit, paulit-ulit, na tila pinapaalala ang bigat na matagal ko nang dinadala. Hindi ko na kayang pigilan pa. Kumawala na ang aking mga luha, kasabay ng hiningang tila mabigat na bato sa aking dibdib. Bumagsak ang mga patak na parang ulan sa pisngi kong hindi na sanay ngumiti. Minsan naiisip ko, paano nga ba ako napunta sa ganitong sitwasyon? Ang sakit—nakakapaso, nakakasakal—hindi ito basta lungkot lang, kundi isang matinding kalungkutan na nagpapahina sa aking mga tuhod. Araw-araw, pilit akong bumabangon, pilit tinatawid ang mga oras, pero habang ginagawa ko ito, lalong lumalalim ang sugat. Nasasaktan ako, hindi lamang dahil sa mga nangyari, kundi dahil sa awa ko sa aking sarili. Sino ba namang hindi maaawa kung araw-araw, pinipilit kong ngumiti kahit wala nang natitirang dahilan para sumaya? Ngunit kahit anong mangyari, kahit anong sakit ang idulot nito, isa lang ang sigurado ko: Ikaw at ikaw lamang ang aking mamahalin. Walang makakapalit sa'yo. Sa kabila ng lahat, sa kabila ng mga gabing binubulabog ng tahimik na pag-iyak, ikaw pa rin ang laman ng puso kong durog na durog na. Hays… Nawa’y dumating ang araw na ang tik tak ng orasan ay maging musika ng pag-asa. Pero sa ngayon, ito muna ang aking mundo—isang tahimik na silid, isang pusong nagdurugo, at isang pagmamahal na kahit kailan ay hindi ko kayang bitawan.
ariazmo · 3.5K Views
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