Uragos

Author's note: There are bloody scenes, brutality and torture in the story. There are also mysteries that will gradually be revealed for mystery lovers. I warn in advance that those with weak hearts may tremble after reading it.

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In my childhood, I grew up enduring hardships thanks to the love of my stepfather. No one in my clan liked me. To them, I was nothing but useless garbage.

At that time, I thought my sufferings were too great. Now that I think about it, those troubles were actually as insignificant as a grain of sand in a huge desert. It was thanks to the events that began with my learning that I was a Chosen after I left my clan. 

Who had chosen me? What did it mean to be chosen? What was I chosen for? I didn't know that back then. All I knew was the existence of the book in my soul, which taught me more about it as I got stronger and there were other chosen ones besides me. If I could go back in time, would I do the things I did again? Would I be naive enough to make that bloody decision again? Could I have guessed that the truth was so cruel?
    
    In a world full of mysteries where the law of the jungle reigns, the great and colossal journey of someone who people wouldn't even call garbage.

Cycle Of Nirvana

<p>After this conversation, the man with the dagger kept quiet for a while and later said, "follow me." and walked to the house where he came out. He didn't open the door after coming to the front of the house and instead looked around and made sure there was no stranger around, then walked to the streetlight next to the house and groped its middle section with his hand a bit. A few seconds later, a few feet to the right of the Streetlight, the floor opened like a hidden horizontal door and hidden stairs that went down appeared. The man with the dagger went down the stairs without waiting, and the man in the robe followed him without hesitation.</p>

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