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

From their vantage point, what lay below was a small basin surrounded by mountains on three sides—a rarity in the Rocklands, these earthen mountains from top to bottom, lush with vegetation and covered by various trees.


In the center of the small basin, there was a teardrop-shaped lake, its waters gently rippling. Most peculiar was that on the side of the lake near the mouth of the valley, the weather was clear, and one could see straight to the bottom.


Closer to the inner side, however, clouds and mist enshrouded everything, making it all appear hazy and indistinct.


Looking closely, it seemed one could make out the other half of the lake. Upon further scrutiny, there appeared to be a very unique castle hidden within, with an endless, lush green forest stretching out behind it.


However, the grand barracks at the entrance of the valley marred this harmonious beauty.


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