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

Only the echo of a clock swayed in the hollow room.


From Minerva's overview, Zhou Cheng had long been drenched in sweat. At this moment, he tried several times to speak, but the words failed him. Despite his best efforts to mobilize his spiritual essence to invigorate his spirits, what he felt instead was an ever-clearer and immense fear.   


It felt like something even more ferocious and hideous was lurking behind these fleeting illusions, casting a disdainful glance.


What White Deer resisted most about Tian Yuan was that, like a lock, everyone within it had their own designated place and chains binding them, their individual significance endlessly diluted by the group, unable to transcend their prescribed roles.


Chains and authority share the same origin; order and shackles coexist.


Chapter 117: Rules and Standpoints