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

The wind wave that appeared when Radres waved his finger hit Asil's body with a crashing sound and shifted his feet, which were firmly pressed to the ground, back a few centimeters. It was a fairly simple move, but Asil felt as if he had been hit in the stomach with a heavy hammer.

Radres' appearance was as friendly as ever. His movements were completely casual as if nothing had happened, and he waved his second finger forward as he took another step forward.

As soon as Radres had finished the second finger movement, there was another crash sound, and blood slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth as Asil's feet moved back a few centimeters. As the pressure on him increased, an extremely dark expression began to fill his eyes. He clenched his teeth harder and harder, and not a sound came out of his mouth, despite the intense pain all over his body.

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