Visal_Word_Smith

Suffering is the instrument of existence, and sin is the melody of life. Now, negative karma is spreading throughout the Omniverse.

To bring karma into balance in the cosmos, divine judgment must be bestowed upon every civilization within the Divine Omnistream.

On planet Tellus, divine judgment was delivered in SE 20 after a mysterious terrorists organisation attacked across this planet. Organised a survival game, forced survivors to participated in meaninglessness killings that increased the negatives karma. 

Einsamer Stern, an orphan caught in the vortex of relentless survival against both cosmic threats and mortal enemy. After cleared the survival game, he found out that this was just the beginning of his struggle toward seeking the truth about himself and his reality. 

His ultimate goal? Initially, he just wanted to survived but eventually he had a higher purpose, "To erase humanity sin and suffering and reach the ultimate reality."
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Daily Update: 4-7 chapters a week.

Chapter length: 1500-3000 words 

Romance is not the primary focus, but explicit sexual scenes involving other characters that serve the plot can be expected.

This story progresses at an intentionally slow pace, as I meticulously detail every fight scene and interaction to immerse the reader deeper into the world.

There is no harem!

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@VISAL_WORD_SMITH

The Lone Star's Epilogue

[5 hours before the harvest season]

"Lip to lip," she whispered, gently brushing her fingers against his thigh, covered by black trousers. Their tongues overlapped, dancing together in a passionate kiss. Lost in their desire, their saliva painted each other's mouths.

His left hand eagerly explored beneath the black fabric, groping her breast. With a sense of urgency, he undressed her upper half, using both hands to caress her breasts as he moved to kiss her neck.

She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, her hand moving...

"Please, don't be too aggressive. Your wife outside might hear," the woman in the black dress, partially exposed with a peach-colored nipple, teased.

Her long red hair cascaded over his working desk as the older man indulged in her body. She stifled her moans, not wanting anyone outside of the office to know about their affair.

The false utopia (4)