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

Hearing what Asil had said while looking at the person who had come in stunned, Hanzo answered aloud: "Ooo... So the newcomer is an acquaintance of the Boss. Since everyone's here, we can go now, can't we, Boss?"

"Hanzo, you really look like a vulgar caveman!" Serma sneered at Hanzo, then turned her head to Nyks: "Looks like you're the last one missing. Although you are an acquaintance of our leader on this journey, we do not know you, and since we will be traveling together, you must first introduce yourself."

While Serma was speaking, her voice harbored clear jealousy. Although she hadn't seen Nyks's face, she couldn't help but feel unintentionally defeated. She came from a noble family and had an influential status in the family of which she was a member. But she still felt defeated by someone whose identity she didn't know or whose face she hadn't even seen. This naturally caused a feeling of jealousy to form in her without her realizing it.

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