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

He sped through the terrain in front of him. And after a few quick steps, he was standing in front of the humongous sized head of the dead creature. The purple cloud here was the thickest and was continuously being generated by the head in a perpetual manner.

"Oh", his mouth opened as excitation flashed on his face. He opened his mouth to the largest gap he could achieve and inhaled every speck of cloud that existed near the spider's head. Time ticked slowly, and his mouth was still open, inhaling a constant stream of purple haze inside his body and send it straight to his lungs and internal organs.

Dozens of second passed, but his long breath was still going on. He only stopped after the one-minute mark passed, with his stomach having since long attained the size of a round balloon. He had a few trouble staying on his feet as his lungs were filled with a high volume of the purple cloud surrounding him.

World's End Rapsody Part Three