LividEdge

Every coin has two faces. Goodness is balanced by evil. Any concept has a counterpart. 


New Casablanca was the same. A fantastic city full of science and progress, yet such a dark side so dirty no one dares even talking about it. This is the hometown of a young man, Fell Pluck. Unfortunately, it was decided by the gods that he should be born in the slums of the city,  the core, where you had to fight every day in the hope of living another one. 

"Choose your path, change your destiny, show your might. Unleash your will and show them your worth. I revealed to you the way of cultivation; the rest is up to you.." A.

In the end, like a butterfly softly landing on a petal, a simple encounter can change the course of events...

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The Universe is Innately Just

His lips opened as he inhaled every bit of air he could, filling his lungs to the brim of their capacities. Then his waist rotated at the same time as his shoulder moved in a throwing motion. A whipping sound exploded from his position as his sword quit his hand.

His form was perfect, and his sword was thrown in a straight path toward the white colored youth. It broke through the speed of sound and kept getting faster as it broke the distance with the virtual immortal. Who, in turn, sent his flying sword to intercept Fell's attack without breaking a sweat in front of the weird stratagem.

He was aware that the young cultivator in front of him didn't know any special control technique; as for his sword being a special flying sword, that was even more improbable.

Accepting One's Fate Part One