Moonlight Breeze

After the world's annihilation, it was rebuilt.
Upon the edge of a perilous cliff, skyscrapers rose anew.
Those called the Chosen thrived behind the scenes of reality, walking in the shadows of history, wielding extraordinary powers, and receiving admiration and reverence.
Some say they are fated by destiny, one in tens of thousands.
Yet Ji Jue has no interest in such destiny.
He only wishes to one day, see the scenery that lies beyond destiny.
'...'
The chronicler paused the pen here, looking at the greasy-handed mechanic: 'So, this is your reason for disrupting the international order, trafficking forbidden weapons, funding subversive organizations, inciting a polar war, and plotting to secretly rule the world?'
'It's none of my damn business!'
Ji Jue rolled his eyes, 'I'm just a damn mechanic!'

Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

He struggled to maintain his calm, took deep breaths, but when the blessing was activated and the seal broke, he couldn't help but tense up.


He exerted all his efforts to extend his perception, aiming to envelop every change within his sight.


But as he concentrated fully on the task, his pupils gradually dilated, losing focus as if in a trance. Yet, that peaceful sensation was neither distraction nor blankness but a kind of tranquility and calm that was even more comforting.


For a moment, he felt as if he had become a mere observer.


Admiring everything that was happening before him.


Material properties catalyzed, materials extracted, blessings activated...


Everything became so clear, no longer complex or puzzling.


It was as if all the changes had already fallen into his hands, but his hands were not within the flames, nor was there anything there at all.


That inexplicable perception continued unabated.


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