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Crash Bandicoot Temple Ruins

Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

【Exhilarating】【New Ultimate Path Plus Points】【Dry Humor】 The world plummets; who shall uphold the heavens? Demons spawn from earth and sky, the Taoist stands valiant and resolute. I am Yi Chen, 'Chen' as in dust, styled Yi Chengzi, eighteen years old, fearful of violent evil spirits, fond of making money. With a cold heart and ruthless hands, he transmigrated to a bizarre world where goblins and malevolent spirits dwell, becoming the eldest senior brother of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, and as his master lay dying, he entrusted Yi Chengzi with the duty to uphold the path of benevolence and righteousness, to take good care of his younger Taoist brothers; he promised he would. However, his understanding of the path of benevolence and righteousness differed slightly from that of his master. What is benevolence? Slicing evil men and ghosts in half is benevolence. What is righteousness? Smashing the heads of evil men and ghosts into their chests completes righteousness. After his master's death, unable to awaken 'spiritual essence' for cultivation, he set upon an unorthodox path of cultivation with the help of the Golden Finger. Facing the wolves eager for a fight after his master's demise, he struck with heavy fists, understanding the true essence of righteousness. Confronting the malevolent spirits that stood in his way, he naturally reformed them with the iron fists of love. He slew demons, exorcised evil, and tested his sword against various spiritual cultivators, enjoying the landscapes of the world. When he reached the summit and looked around, he was shocked to find that demons were but minor afflictions and that this land and sky were falling... A millennium-long scheme, an eternal enigma, slowly unveiled itself. Strange, it has arrived, and it does not die or perish. Witnessing this scene, Yi Chen laughed. Even the malevolent dogs passing by his Taoist abode had to endure a couple of slaps; how dare someone be so disrespectful to him? Yi Taoist stomped one foot and soared into the heavens! The onlookers exclaimed in shock, "Taoist, stop fighting, the great 'Dao' is nearly worn away!"
Flame Easy to Ignite · 499.2K Views

HEARTS OF DIVINE RUIN (The MoonGoddess and The AlphaKing)

BANTER "Damn right, I'm pretty," Luna said with a confident smirk. Her mischievous pride faltered at his response. "I said petty," Alexander's voice was cold but amused, arms crossed over his chest. Her smile sharpened, daring, as she leaned into the banter. "Lucky for you I'm not what I once was, or you'd be spending eternity as my pet puppy." Her words carried a teasing edge, testing him, pushing for a reaction. But Alex's expression darkened, the amusement in his eyes disappearing as he leveled his gaze at her. "Convenient for you gods-twisting the lives of others for your needs." His words, spoken with quiet bitterness, struck a nerve. For a moment, guilt twisted inside Luna as she recalled how those she once called kin-gods, her juniors-had toyed with his life for their selfish desires. Before the regret could settle in, Alexander continued, his tone unwavering. "Maybe that's the reason you're in this condition." The accusation hung heavy between them, cutting through whatever lightness their exchange once held. BREATHLESSNESS In a moment where the tension between them reached its breaking point, Alexander's hand shot forward, grabbing her by the throat. His grip was firm but not cruel-no intent to harm. Instead, he pulled her closer, and before Luna could register what was happening, his lips crashed onto hers. The kiss was deep, forceful, searing through every fiber of her being. She forgot whose air she was breathing, her powerlessness overshadowed by the sheer intensity of his touch, of their connection. In that stolen breath, it was no longer clear who held the upper hand. What happens when a fallen ancient goddess and a love-scarred Alpha collide? When the lines between power, passion, and vulnerability blur, neither can anticipate the outcome. This book , next series of THE ILL FATED LOVERS and its volume THE STAR CROSSED LOVERS brings you the wild, darkly funny, and irresistibly intense tale .Read to see who ends up holding the power-and whose heart gets broken first.
niiraa · 21.8K Views

Chronicle of a Necromancer: Resonated the Phoenix in Me

Judge from Hell Verdict: He is righteous Judge of Righteousness Verdict: Kind-hearted Judge of Kindness Verdict: He is charitable Judge of Charity Verdict: Proceed to the final Judge Judge from Heaven Final Verdict: Defendant should be granted reincarnation And that was how Lurky found himself in his current body, possessing the new name Lukas. Lurky was an acolyte in the only Temple of Light that existed in Old City. As one of the renowned acolytes of the Temple, he was to lead a group of believers on a Pilgrimage to Mena, the Pilgrimage Centre of all existing Temples in the world. On their way to Mena, something fiery happened. Fire arrows shot out from distant areas; from above; from sides; targeting the crowd he led. Amidst the crowd, were his dear ones. His mother and sister, but he could save none. Not even the closest believer to him. They all died. And that was how he found himself in this place, an entity he always heard existed. A place that will determine your everlasting happiness or sorrow. So, he was going to be judged. The final verdict of the judgment thrust him back to life, as a reincarnate in another body, Lukas’ body. And not as an acolyte, but a potential Necromancer. Not only that, he was in another city. No longer Old City but New City. Join me to follow Lurky (Lukas) as he travels the New City with only one mission in mind. “Convert Souls and resurrect the Temple of Light.”
Simma_boi · 321 Views

The Disguise of a Man from the Mystical Legendary Land in Ruined World

In a world on the brink of collapse, where the essence of magic is fading and ancient technology is slowly disappearing, Aerth is torn apart by endless war. Aetherium, the lifeblood of magic and innovation, is dwindling, leaving the Eastern and Western factions in a desperate struggle for survival. The West is ruled by The Despot, a cruel and enigmatic tyrant who has built his power on fear, greed, and suffering. With the help of his cunning right-hand man, Euros, The Despot has shattered the fragile peace between the two factions, wreaking havoc in the East through manipulation and betrayal. Distrust has spread among the Eastern leaders, and once-solid alliances are fractured by internal conflict. Amidst this devastation, rumors of a mysterious figure begin to circulate—a man whose origins are connected to a legendary land long thought to be myth. His presence is inexplicable, his movements swift and unpredictable. Shrouded in secrecy, he works to thwart The Despot’s plans with uncanny precision. Even Euros’ famed intelligence network has failed to uncover his identity. Who is this mysterious figure? Is he truly from a legendary land known only in folklore, or is he a master of disguise, a man forged by the world's ruin? As the last hope of the East, Princess Cino Shikai, fights to defend her people, this man's true purpose is in question—savior or harbinger of ruin? His actions could determine the course of the war, but whether they lead to salvation or annihilation remains a mystery. "The Disguise of a Man from a Mystical Legendary Land in a Ruined World" presents a tale of intrigue, rebellion, and the search for hope in a world where legend intersects with reality, and every choice carries the weight of civilization's survival.
Nasa_Kim · 636 Views

The vengeful God in another world is me?! Wasn't it just a game?!

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image
FereliX25 · 31K Views

THE WALLS BETWEEN Us

After ten years apart, two childhood friends reunite, but their once-vivid bond feels faded and distant. What remains is a faint connection neither can fully understand. As they navigate their new realities, one of them begins to recover long-buried memories that may hold the key to reigniting their relationship. Will they uncover what truly binds them, or are some connections destined to remain fragments of the past? "Memories are the silent footprint of the past, guiding us through the present." "A lost memory is the forgotten fragment of time, hidden but truly never gone." The golden hues of the setting sun danced on the waves, casting a warm glow over the beach. Alice and Noah stood at the water's edge, the cool sand grounding them as the world around them seemed to blur. Their eyes locked—a deep, unspoken connection passing between them, carrying an ocean of emotions too heavy to name. “Alice,” Noah whispered, his voice almost lost in the gentle crash of the waves. She didn’t waver, her gaze steady. “There’s so much we’ve left unsaid, Noah. So many secrets we’ve buried. Don’t you think it’s time we face them?” He let out a shaky breath, his fingers brushing his temple as if trying to make sense of it all. “I know,” he said, his voice strained. “But not now. I… I just need a moment. It’s too much to take in.” The silence that followed was both heavy and fragile, like the pause before a storm. Yet, in that fleeting instant, neither looked away, both silently acknowledging the unspoken truths that had yet to surface.
authormika · 86 Views
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