At the movie house, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet as the first scene appeared on the large cinematic TV. Each person in the crowd, ranging from excited teenagers to elderly couples, leaned forward in their seats, eager to immerse themselves in the story unfolding on the screen.Everyone fixed their gaze on the screen, watching as a young, handsome actor knelt on the ground, begging his uncle to treat his little sister, who was very ill and on the verge of death. His uncle, a minor villain character, rejected him and kicked him out. The desperation in the young man's voice and the cold indifference of his uncle created a visible tension in the room.In the crowd, there were different reactions to this scene, and they all despised the villain while pitying the main hero. Some covered their mouths in shock, while others clutched their armrests in anger. A few murmured prayers for the young girl's recovery, their empathy for the characters on screen blurring the line between fictio

Thirty minutes had passed since Donald's embarrassment.At this moment, he was sitting alone at the back. Kate had left the moment he arrived, excusing herself to find another seat. .Donald understood her reasoning; she wouldn't want to sit with someone who had undergone such humiliation. It would be very bad for her reputation. After all, she had her own social standing to maintain, and being associated with a figure of ridicule would only tarnish it.The others distanced themselves from him, some even left the cinema, while others found vacant seats in other areas. It was as if he had become a leper, someone to be avoided at all costs. The space around him seemed to grow, expanding as people moved away, leaving him in an isolated bubble of shame.Donald sat there all alone, wallowing in his disgrace. The isolation was visible, a heavy weight pressing down on him. "Who could have done that?" he questioned himself."Damn it! They have gone ahead and ruined my reputation in front of

The journey to King's Arena was filled with a mixture of anticipation and excitement. Everyone, dressed in their battle attire, chatted happily as they made their way through the bustling streets. The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden hue over the town as they approached the grand entrance of the arena.King's Arena was an imposing structure, towering above the surrounding buildings. Its massive stone walls were adorned with intricate carvings of legendary battles and mythical creatures, telling tales of valor and glory. The entrance was guarded by towering statues of ancient warriors, their stony gazes seeming to challenge those who dared to enter.As they stepped through the grand archway, the students were greeted by the roar of the crowd. Thousands of spectators had gathered, filling the stands that circled the arena. The air was thick with the sounds of excited chatter, cheers, and the occasional roar of approval as a well-known competitor made their entrance. Colorful b

Carson looked at Raptor with evident confusion on his face. He frowned and asked, "Are you telling a joke?"Raptor snorted. "I'd rather destroy a planet in my free time than tell a joke to a mortal.""But that is impossible. How is William his son? Are you sure you are not making a mistake?" Carson asked. His question wasn't meant to underestimate or insult William in any way. He had seen William fight to protect Clarissa and his mother, and even witnessed him using blood magic, a very rare element. With all this, how could he underestimate William?However, despite all that, he couldn't believe that William was the son of such a powerful god.He pondered this matter for a few seconds but still couldn't come to a conclusion. He looked at Raptor and asked, "You have found him. What should I do now?"Raptor didn't respond verbally. Instead, he made a scroll appear in the air and handed it to Carson.Carson unwrapped the scroll and read what was written on it.After reading, his eyes wid

"I’ve been going easy on you, Donald, to show how much of a weakling you are. Now it’s time to show them just how weak and pathetic you are," William declared in a calm voice, but his tone was very cold, causing Donald to flinch a bit.He couldn't help but wonder where William's sudden boldness had come from. It was as if a switch had been flipped, turning the usually cautious William into a confident warrior. This newfound boldness intrigued Donald, but at the same time, a wide grin appeared on his face. All he wanted to do at this moment was to beat the confidence out of William and make him beg for his life. The anticipation of crushing his opponent's spirit filled him with a savage glee that he could barely contain."You are not the only one holding back in this fight. I won't hold back any longer either," Donald said.Then he began sprinting towards William, swinging his sword, ready to chop off William's neck with one clean slash.CLANG!BOOM!The usual clang sound as William bl