Eternal Night Knight

Here is Felen.
In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent.
Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes.
Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind.
From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly.
In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game.
Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls.
An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos.
The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land.
The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm.
Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy.
Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy.
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In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support.
Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

"What are you waiting for? Where's the nearest entrance? If we don't run now, we'll be torn to shreds," Gos burst out from hiding again, shouting at the injured Erde, who had stumbled and fallen in the distance.


"You're not from the Eagle Cliff Burrow?" The injured Erde had not caught up yet.


The situation had reversed too quickly. Just a second ago, he thought he was sure to die.


The next second, the hunter had crashed to the ground ahead of him, turning into prey with their head chopped off, allowing him to barely make a landing.


It was then that he realized that the Gnoll who had been gesturing to him was not one of his tribespeople.


"We're not now, but we used to be. We split off from the Eagle Cliff Burrow, the Blackwell Tribe," Gos hurriedly explained.


Gaven, who had quickly run back, brandished the Harpy's head in his hand and said, "Friend, not foe."


This statement was far more persuasive than Gos's explanation.


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