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BORN OF DOOM Chapter 79: SAM'S MISSION
As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows over the jagged cliffs of the Whispering Canyon, Sam stood at its entrance, his eyes scanning the vast expanse ahead. His guide, a wiry man with an almost spectral presence, smirked as they approached. "You’re already hearing the whispers, aren’t you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper itself, as if he feared the canyon could hear him. Sam frowned, the faint murmurs at the edge of his hearing growing louder with each step. It was as if the canyon itself was alive, its winds carrying the echoes of ancient voices. “The voices will try to break you,” the guide continued, his smirk fading into a serious expression. “They’ll show you what you fear most, what you desire most. If you can’t overcome that, you’ll become one of them.” He paused, his eyes narrowing. “This is where I leave you.” Before Sam could respond, the guide vanished, leaving him alone at the canyon’s mouth. The sudden silence was deafening, broken only by the e
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 80: THE SHIFTING CURRENT
After clearing the trial, he then proceeds to the next trial. The path ahead of Sam was more daunting than anything he had faced so far. The canyon floor here was a perilous landscape riddled with deep chasms, with only narrow stone bridges connecting the fragmented sections of land. Each bridge seemed more treacherous than the last, and above them, the air currents shifted with unpredictable ferocity, sending powerful gusts that threatened to throw him off balance at any moment. Sam stood at the edge of the first bridge, taking in the chaotic scene. The wind howled around him, tugging at his clothes and hair, as if it had a mind of its own. The narrowness of the stone path and the depth of the chasms below made every step feel like a gamble with gravity. He took a deep breath, extending his hand in an attempt to control the wind, channeling his energy to stabilize the chaotic currents. But the wind here was wild and untamed, resisting his efforts to tame it. It surged and twisted u
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 81: THE GUARDIAN OF THE ARTIFACT
The path to the artifact led Sam into a narrow, wind-carved gorge, the walls on either side rising high above him. The air here was eerily still, a stark contrast to the chaotic winds that had plagued him earlier. Sam could feel the tension in the air, a quiet forewarning of the challenge to come. He paused, scanning the environment for any signs of danger. Suddenly, the stillness broke. A sharp gust of wind brushed past his ear, too precise to be natural. Sam spun around, his eyes narrowing as he tried to pinpoint the source. The wind shifted again, this time from behind. He turned just in time to see a faint ripple in the air, a distortion that seemed to shimmer and move. Before he could react, a powerful force slammed into him, knocking him off his feet. Sam hit the ground hard, the breath rushing out of his lungs. He scrambled to his feet, realizing that he was under attack. But from what? The attackers were invisible, their presence only revealed by the disturbances they create
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 82: THE ABYSSAL SANCTUM
THE Abyssal Sanctum. Timmy stood at the edge of the vast ocean, the sun dipping below the horizon and casting a golden glow on the water’s surface. Legends spoke of a powerful artifact hidden deep within, the Trident of Tides, guarded by water spirits and bound by riddles. His mission was clear: retrieve the trident and unravel the mystery of the temple. But as Timmy gazed out at the endless expanse of water, he couldn't shake the feeling that the mission would demand more than just his ability to manipulate water; it would test his intellect, resolve, and ultimately, his wisdom. The guard by his side turned to him and said. “I will accompany you to the entrance and you will continue from there.” He paused and turned to look at the waters. “I don’t know what mission is being given to you, but I doubt you can survive it. Whatever the reason the Miss sent to here for, it still make me wonder why a kid would be sent here.” The man then turned and directly jumped into the water. His
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 83: THE ILLUSION OF THE PAST
The Illusion of the Past Timmy lay sprawled on the cold stone floor of the chamber, his chest heaving with each ragged breath, his clothes soaked and clinging to his skin. The ordeal of the labyrinth had left him drained, both physically and mentally. Yet, as he rested momentarily, a faint smile crept onto his face, a brief flicker of triumph against the odds. “I didn’t think I would escape that,” he thought, the smile widening slightly. His thoughts, however, were abruptly interrupted by a deep, resonant voice that seemed to emanate from the very walls around him. “Are you smiling already?.” Timmy’s body tensed instantly. He sprang to his feet, assuming a fighting stance, his eyes scanning the chamber. But all he could see was a dense mist that had materialized, shrouding everything in an eerie, impenetrable veil. There was no discernible path forward or backward; the mist enveloped all. “Foolish human, let’s see how you conquer this,” the voice taunted, its tone laced with a c
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 84: THE GUARDIANS OF THE ABYSS
The Guardians of the Abyss Timmy’s path was now obstructed by two colossal water spirits, the guardians of the ancient temple. These ethereal beings towered over him, their translucent forms shimmering with an eerie blue light that pulsed in rhythm with the temple's ancient heart. Each guardian wielded a massive trident, forged from the same elemental water that composed their bodies. The weapons seemed to hum with power, the tips gleaming sharply, promising destruction with every swing. The guardians exuded an overwhelming presence, the water around them swirling in obedience, a testament to their mastery over the very element that Timmy sought to control. Timmy floated just outside their reach, his eyes scanning the immense figures with a mix of awe and dread. His body was battered from the previous trials, his muscles aching, and his breath came in shallow gasps. Blood seeped from the numerous cuts that marred his skin, blending with the water around him in ghostly crimson tendri
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 85: THE HEART OF THE ABYSS
The Heart of the Abyss At the heart of the temple, Timmy finally found what he had been seeking: an ancient altar bathed in the soft glow of luminescent corals. Suspended above it by a gentle current was the Trident of Tides, a magnificent artifact that radiated power and beauty. Its design was a masterful blend of ancient artistry and natural elegance. The shaft, crafted from a mysterious metal, bore intricate engravings that mimicked the ebb and flow of ocean waves. The three prongs glimmered with an ethereal light, pulsing as if in rhythm with the heartbeat of the sea itself. Timmy approached the altar with a mix of awe and trepidation. His eyes traced every line of the trident, the patterns flowing like water down its length. It was a weapon, yes, but also a symbol of balance and harmony, a tool of immense power designed to command the very seas. As he extended his hand, the atmosphere around him shifted. The whispers returned, louder and more insistent than before, filling the
BORN OF DOOM Chapter 86: THE LABYRINTH
THE LABYRINTH "Are you sure about this?" a male voice asked, his tone laced with worry. "Are you still doubting them after all this time?" a female voice responded, calm but firm. "They've been gone for weeks, and there's no news about them at all," the man said, his concern evident. "You worry too much. Do you think I’d send them out if I didn’t believe they could survive?" the woman replied. "We can’t ignore the high death rate, especially for the kid with the inscription ability. If things go wrong, he could be sealed forever," the man insisted. "Stop it already. He's been gone for months, and there's been nothing about him. You don’t even mention him, yet you're worried about the others not coming back," the woman said, irritation creeping into her voice. "I told you, you're becoming too sentimental when it comes to that boy. You need to pull yourself together," the man said, turning to leave. "I let you have your way because if they survive, they won’t remain the kids they
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Chapter 118: SUDDEN CHANGE
SUDDEN CHANGE Updated Academy Points • Silver Moon – 433 • Evercoast – 565 • Whispering Willow – 487 • Hidden Grove – 425 Beast Counts • Sidon Tier – 6 • Hyper Tier – 10 • Advanced Tier – 25 • Gilberk Tier – 25 • Intermediate Tier – 25 • Mediate Tier – 30 • Ranker Tier – 100 The deafening voice of the announcer, Paul, rang through the entire planet, so loud it nearly shook the viewing platforms. "MY, OH MY!" he bellowed, his excitement bursting through the speakers. "The point board has been updated, and these kids aren’t letting up at all!" A sharp, irritated voice immediately cut in beside him. "Will you lower that damned tone before I go deaf?!" Lisanna snapped, clutching her chest as if she had just suffered a heart attack. Her breath was uneven, her glare was sharp, and her frustration was palpable. Paul turned to her, blinking. "I… I didn’t mean to scare you that much. Besides, you just screamed yourself." Lisanna huffed, waving him off. "Just…just get on wit
Chapter 117: ONGOING HUNT
ONGOING HUNT UPDATED ACADEMY POINTS • SILVER MOON – 50 • EVERCOAST – 90 • WHISPERING WILLOW – 60 • HIDDEN GROVE – 100 BEAST COUNTS • SIDON TIER – 6 • HYPER TIER – 10 • ADVANCED TIER – 25 • GILBERK TIER – 28 • INTERMEDIATE TIER – 38 • MEDIATE TIER – 60 • RANKER TIER – 200 The numbers flickered on the floating crystal panel in the sky, shifting and adjusting with every passing second as the competition raged on. Timmy, seated lazily at the bank of a vast, shimmering lake, barely spared it a glance. His drenched clothes dripped into the sand, but he didn’t care. Instead, he twirled a small crystal in his fingers, his expression somewhere between bored and unimpressed. "Who would’ve thought a Gilberk-tier beast wouldn’t survive a simple test of my skills… sigh, what a waste." His voice carried a dramatic lament, but the laziness in his tone made it clear he wasn’t all that heartbroken. A familiar voice spoke up from behind him. "So, you’re the one who suddenly boosted our
Chapter 116: PLANET CORAL
PLANET CORAL Planet Coral is an awe-inspiring world brimming with life, vibrance, and an almost surreal beauty. Situated in the outer reaches of an uncharted galaxy, it stands as a testament to the wonders of nature and cosmic evolution. Its unique ecosystem, strange yet magnificent landscapes, and ethereal energy make it one of the most intriguing planets in existence. From space, Planet Coral shimmers like an opalescent gem, its surface reflecting hues of deep blues, purples, and iridescent pinks. Unlike typical planets with landmasses and vast continents, most of Coral’s surface is covered in water, but not just any water…luminous, crystalline oceans that glow faintly even in the darkest nights. The ocean is filled with bioluminescent organisms, and beneath its depths lies a vast, interconnected web of coral-like structures that serve as the foundation of the planet’s unique biosphere. The sky above Planet Coral is a mixture of deep indigo and swirling streaks of violet during t
Chapter 115: THE VANISHED ANCESTRAL GATE
THE VANISHED ANCESTRAL GATE A thunderous voice shattered the silence, shaking the very foundation of the chamber. “WHAT IN THE HEAVENS ARE YOU SAYING, HUH?!” The moment the words left the clan leader’s mouth, the temperature plummeted. The once grand and imposing chamber, filled with ornate carvings and ancient symbols of power, now felt like a tomb. The air grew suffocating, pressing down on the kneeling men with an unbearable weight. The energy in the room twisted, thick with murderous intent. The three men who knelt before him trembled violently, sweat trickling down their temples. Their breathing turned shallow, their limbs stiffening under the crushing force of his aura. One of them, a man with a scar running down his cheek, swallowed hard, his voice quivering as he spoke. “C-Clan leader… w-we didn’t know how it happened… W-We felt a slight energy fluctuation, and we rushed to investigate, but w-when we got there… the A-Ancestral Gate was… i-it was…” The words refused to co
Chapter 114: HUNT
“YO… WE ARE BACK AGAIN! ANOTHER DAY FOR THE STUDENTS FROM THE VARIOUS TOP ACADEMIES TO SHOW US WHAT THEY'VE GOT!” The deafening voice of the announcer rang through the grand stadium, reverberating across the massive screens displaying live footage of the competition grounds. After several days of rest, anticipation was at its peak, and the spectators roared in excitement. “I have been waiting for this,” Lisanna chimed in, her voice carrying an amused lilt. “And I’m sure a lot of people are dying to see what happens next.” “I’m also anticipating it, okay, Lisanna? Besides, our little bet is still active, and my wealth is increasing by the second.” The announcer smirked. “Oh, I can’t say the same for you, though,” he added smugly. Lisanna scoffed, crossing her arms. “Yeah, yeah, get all cocky while you can, you lousy, overgrown dummy.” “Hey! I ain’t overgrown! I’m still young!” the announcer protested. Lisanna narrowed her eyes. “Yeah? I wouldn’t take you up on that.” She waved d
Chapter 113: UNKNOWN DISAPPEARANCE
A vast expanse of dense, swirling higher energy stretched endlessly, pulsating like a living entity. It was thick—so thick that even the most trained eyes would struggle to see through it. The air carried an eerie stillness, yet a silent pressure bore down on everything within its domain. Then, suddenly… WUMM! The once-calm energy thrashed violently, twisting and writhing as if in pain. The fluctuations sent shockwaves rippling outward, making the fabric of space tremble. The energy condensed further, making the visibility nearly impossible, forming an impenetrable mist of swirling power. At the very center of this phenomenon, where the energy was the thickest, stood two figures. They were garbed in simple robes that flowed weightlessly, untouched by the turbulent surroundings. One of them, clad in a crimson garment, stood tall, his presence exuding a quiet confidence. The other, wearing ash-colored robes, seemed more composed, his stance steady and unreadable beneath the hood th
Chapter 112: PREMONITION (R18)
PREMONITION (R18) The air in the dimly lit parlor carried a languid warmth, thick with unspoken words and unrestrained desire. The golden glow of the ornate chandelier cast a soft shimmer over the plush cushions, the expensive décor surrounding the two figures who had long since drowned in their own private world. A man, poised and enigmatic, leaned back against the velvet couch, his fingers tracing the rim of a crystal glass filled with champagne. He swirled the golden liquid absentmindedly, his thoughts lingering on the weight of the competition and the storm yet to come. Despite his outwardly relaxed posture, tension coiled in his muscles, a foreboding sense that refused to dissipate. “It’s about to begin,” he murmured, his voice a low hum that blended with the soft jazz playing in the background. From the shadows behind the couch, a delicate hand trailed over his bare chest, fingers feather-light yet electric against his skin. The touch was unhurried, savoring every inch of hi
Chapter 111: RESULT
RESULT The grand display screen flickered, the shimmering golden letters adjusting as the final results of the zone capture competition settled in. The entire competition arena, spanning multiple viewing platforms, roared with anticipation as the rankings appeared for all to see, even those watching at home were all in delightful edge. Final Zone Capture Results: • Silver Moon Academy – 5 zones + main zone (Total: 6) • Evercoast Academy – 5 zones + main zone (Total: 6) • Whispering Willow Academy – 3 zones + main zone (Total: 4) • Hidden Grove Academy – 3 zones + main zone (Total: 4) The leaderboard settled, and the world took in the results. For a moment, there was nothing but murmurs—then came the reactions. "WE DID IT! WE'RE ON TOP!" A deafening cheer erupted from the Evercoast students, echoing throughout the viewing platform as the name of their academy solidified at the top of the board. "Yeah! Even though Silver Moon is listed first, we know that doesn't mean anything!
Chapter 110: BATTLE FOR FLOWING SCEPTER (II)
BATTLE FOR FLOWING SCEPTER The battle rage on in between Whispering Willow attackers and Evercoast defenders. “Curse those bastard top students” One student from Whispering Willow cursed “Curse you Vincent, curse you more Numba. Those two bastards aren’t taking this serious.” Another chimed in “Curse yourself for being weak” An irritated voice came from behind them and immediately a loud bang resounded and the two were sent flying. The two stood up and turned to see their attacker but before they could get hold of their footing…a blue flash of light sizzled past them, making their bodies get electrocuted. The two struggled to break free from the constant blue lightning. “Trying to break free huh. A bit of advice from me to you.” A boy from Evercoast who was controlling the blue lightning said as he walked close to them. “No one gets out of my lightning trap once caught…if you intend to break free from that, you need to try harder.” Without wasting more time, he turned into a li
