"Master..."
All three of them couldn't hold back their tears. Even Mazunky shouted aloud, tears streaming down his face. The elderly man smiled contentedly at the three of them before his body suddenly began to glow and disintegrate into tiny particles, floating out of the castle and falling into the ocean below. From that point, chunks of the continents began to rise, and the tiny particles continued to settle onto the ground. A few explosive sounds followed as cracks appeared in the land, and streams of water erupted from the earth, forming rivers. Across the continents, green sprouts slowly began to grow, rapidly turning into towering trees. The remaining glowing particles spread out, beginning to form all kinds of life: first humans, then beastmen, elves, magical beasts... Hundreds of races appeared quickly, all with bewildered and confused expressions.
The space changed again. The continents were now teeming with life, and various races swiftly built their own cit
“Young man, have you understood?”Suddenly, everything vanished, leaving behind a vast expanse of white space. In front of Franz, an old man sat cross-legged. His hair was long and white as platinum, his eyebrows as lengthy as those of the mythical Tai Shang Laojun. The skin on his face was slightly wrinkled, and his thin frame was draped in a white magical robe, blending seamlessly into the surrounding void.“Understand what? Where is this place? And who are you?”Franz asked a series of questions, his confusion evident. The old man smiled faintly and replied,“This is my domain. What you just saw was the history of the Violet Blue Star. As for me…”The old man paused briefly before continuing.“I am the young Phara you just witnessed.”Franz was astonished and blurted out,“Then you’re a god?”The old man chuckled softly.“I am indeed a god. Moreover, I am the one who brought you to this world.”It was as if lightning had struck him. Franz froze, his face first showing shock, then a
Here’s the revised version of your text with polished grammar and phrasing for clarity and flow:Franz was dumbfounded. "Change his heart?" Did that mean he had to use his charm and seduce Mazunky? Surely Mazunky wasn’t that perverted. No way. Franz would rather die than lose his dignity. If Mazunky ever heard these thoughts, would he immediately break the seal and tear Franz to shreds?“Alright. I’ve said everything that needs to be said. It’s time for me to leave,” Phara said with a trace of sorrow.Franz eyed the old man suspiciously, considering a terrifying possibility. "Leave?"“Yes,” Phara nodded. “I’ll use the last of my remaining energy to restore the spiritual essence of the continent to its peak. At the very least, I’ll be able to create a group of divine-level masters to buy you more time.”Phara’s body began to glow and gradually disintegrate, much like his master’s had. As if suddenly remembering something, he added:“When you leave here, find the Holy Church and tell th
Franz opened his eyes to a clear sky. The air felt fresh and pleasant.“It seems to be morning. Where am I?”As his consciousness returned, Franz sat up. His body felt weak, his limbs trembling. He was shocked to find that there wasn’t a trace of chakra in his body. Reaching for his Shinobi pouch to retrieve some healing medicine, he realized he couldn’t open it. Franz let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that using the Shinobi pouch required chakra.He surveyed his surroundings. It appeared to be a mountain range, densely packed with trees. Franz let out a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that no magical beast had wandered by while he was unconscious; otherwise, he might have died without even knowing why.“Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a Battle Emperor. Reward granted…”“Ding! Congratulations to the host for leveling up to Level 57…”Franz sighed in amazement. He hadn’t expected that killing a single Battle Emperor would yield more experience than killing ten Battle Kin
Hearing the young girl, Elissa quickly said,"Yes, yes, Miss Janna, hurry and save him, or he’ll die!"Janna teased with a smile,"Look at you, all flustered. Are you perhaps starting to care about him?"Elissa pouted and shook her head, complaining,"You're so annoying, always teasing me. Who’s paying attention to him?"Janna chuckled and walked closer to Franz. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she recited a spell."Holy Light Restoration Spell."A beam of holy light emanated from Janna’s hands and enveloped Franz, healing his wounds. In no time, his injuries cooled down, and his meridians stabilized. Amazingly, chakra had returned to him, even if just a little. Franz was overjoyed—this small amount of chakra was enough for him to open his Shinobi pouch."Thank you,"Franz said softly, as he was not the kind of person who wouldn't appreciate help. Janna had helped him recover some chakra, and that was already very helpful."Hey, you should thank me too!"Out of nowhere, Elissa poppe
After three days, Franz had gained a basic understanding of this group. Janna was a priest in the sub-chapter of the Holy Church, calm and kind-hearted. Elissa appeared to be the daughter of some noble, with a childish, mischievous, and endearing personality. Garen was not Elissa’s subordinate but another noble; his aura radiated an unmistakable air of nobility. Darius and the other knight, Garpat, were brothers and nobles as well, but they were arrogant and looked down on Franz. The cold-faced swordsman was mysterious and known only by the name Shadow.During these three days, Franz worked hard to recover his chakra. Although he had used high-grade recovery potions, he still couldn’t return to his peak state. However, this was sufficient for now. He also received troubling news: Gamabunta was severely injured and couldn’t be summoned for the next three months. Over the three days, the group managed to hunt quite a few magical beasts, primarily level 4 and level 5. Because Elissa’s te
A wave of pressure from him shot toward Darius and his brother, causing them to step back in discomfort."Everyone, let’s maintain harmony. We can always negotiate," Garen said, stepping forward. Instantly, the oppressive aura of the deputy captain dissipated. Garen smiled warmly and continued, "Everyone here is a noble descendant of the court, and you should not offend us easily. How about we all take a step back and treat this as if nothing happened?"The reason Garen didn’t want to escalate the situation was because the enemy outnumbered them. Although he could defeat the deputy captain, he feared that while he was occupied, Elissa and the others might be in danger. The deputy captain hesitated for a moment as well; offending noble descendants in the capital was no small matter. At that moment, Darius spoke up."Get out of here, or I’ll call my father to bring an army and kill you all."Garen and Franz immediately sensed the danger. Sure enough, the deputy captain showed signs of h
Winter in D city, with a few scattered raindrops gently falling on the shoulders of passersby, suddenly makes one feel lonely amidst the bustling streets. Modernization has brought economic progress, but it has also made people gradually become indifferent and cold. Some individuals lock themselves away in the virtual world, hoping to find something more beautiful and to feel more balanced with others in the virtual community. In a dormitory at D University, a young man is hunched over his laptop, muttering to himself:“Take that! Rasengan!”Duane is a third-year engineering student at D University. He is not handsome, his family is not wealthy, and he is not exceptional in his studies. His assets consist only of a few hundred dollars in his ATM card, a legendary Nokia 1202, and an old, used laptop. He entered the university gates full of aspirations and dreams. But after three years, he suddenly realizes a harsh truth: he is powerless. Or rather, he’s just unable to achieve what he d
Leaving the system space, Duane saw a shinobi bag appear next to him. He quickly grabbed it and examined the items inside.Kunai: A type of dagger made from high-quality steel, favored by most shinobi. Damage: 30-40. Durability: 100/100.Shuriken: A type of thin steel throwing weapon used for long-range attacks by shinobi. Damage: 10-25. Durability: 100/100.Basic Shinobi Armor: A set of armor given to every shinobi by the Kage upon reaching the rank of gennin (junior ninja). Defense: 10-20. Durability: 100/100.Basic Healing Potion: Restores 2 HP per second continuously for 1 minute.Basic Chakra Recovery Potion: Restores 4 chakra per second continuously for 1 minute.Basic Stamina Recovery Potion: Restores 2 stamina points per second continuously for 1 minute.Shadow Clone Jutsu: A skill from the forbidden techniques of shinobi that can create up to 5 clones identical to the original. Clones can fight like the original. Side Effect: After the jutsu is dispelled, the original will su
A wave of pressure from him shot toward Darius and his brother, causing them to step back in discomfort."Everyone, let’s maintain harmony. We can always negotiate," Garen said, stepping forward. Instantly, the oppressive aura of the deputy captain dissipated. Garen smiled warmly and continued, "Everyone here is a noble descendant of the court, and you should not offend us easily. How about we all take a step back and treat this as if nothing happened?"The reason Garen didn’t want to escalate the situation was because the enemy outnumbered them. Although he could defeat the deputy captain, he feared that while he was occupied, Elissa and the others might be in danger. The deputy captain hesitated for a moment as well; offending noble descendants in the capital was no small matter. At that moment, Darius spoke up."Get out of here, or I’ll call my father to bring an army and kill you all."Garen and Franz immediately sensed the danger. Sure enough, the deputy captain showed signs of h
After three days, Franz had gained a basic understanding of this group. Janna was a priest in the sub-chapter of the Holy Church, calm and kind-hearted. Elissa appeared to be the daughter of some noble, with a childish, mischievous, and endearing personality. Garen was not Elissa’s subordinate but another noble; his aura radiated an unmistakable air of nobility. Darius and the other knight, Garpat, were brothers and nobles as well, but they were arrogant and looked down on Franz. The cold-faced swordsman was mysterious and known only by the name Shadow.During these three days, Franz worked hard to recover his chakra. Although he had used high-grade recovery potions, he still couldn’t return to his peak state. However, this was sufficient for now. He also received troubling news: Gamabunta was severely injured and couldn’t be summoned for the next three months. Over the three days, the group managed to hunt quite a few magical beasts, primarily level 4 and level 5. Because Elissa’s te
Hearing the young girl, Elissa quickly said,"Yes, yes, Miss Janna, hurry and save him, or he’ll die!"Janna teased with a smile,"Look at you, all flustered. Are you perhaps starting to care about him?"Elissa pouted and shook her head, complaining,"You're so annoying, always teasing me. Who’s paying attention to him?"Janna chuckled and walked closer to Franz. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she recited a spell."Holy Light Restoration Spell."A beam of holy light emanated from Janna’s hands and enveloped Franz, healing his wounds. In no time, his injuries cooled down, and his meridians stabilized. Amazingly, chakra had returned to him, even if just a little. Franz was overjoyed—this small amount of chakra was enough for him to open his Shinobi pouch."Thank you,"Franz said softly, as he was not the kind of person who wouldn't appreciate help. Janna had helped him recover some chakra, and that was already very helpful."Hey, you should thank me too!"Out of nowhere, Elissa poppe
Franz opened his eyes to a clear sky. The air felt fresh and pleasant.“It seems to be morning. Where am I?”As his consciousness returned, Franz sat up. His body felt weak, his limbs trembling. He was shocked to find that there wasn’t a trace of chakra in his body. Reaching for his Shinobi pouch to retrieve some healing medicine, he realized he couldn’t open it. Franz let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that using the Shinobi pouch required chakra.He surveyed his surroundings. It appeared to be a mountain range, densely packed with trees. Franz let out a sigh of relief. It was fortunate that no magical beast had wandered by while he was unconscious; otherwise, he might have died without even knowing why.“Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a Battle Emperor. Reward granted…”“Ding! Congratulations to the host for leveling up to Level 57…”Franz sighed in amazement. He hadn’t expected that killing a single Battle Emperor would yield more experience than killing ten Battle Kin
Here’s the revised version of your text with polished grammar and phrasing for clarity and flow:Franz was dumbfounded. "Change his heart?" Did that mean he had to use his charm and seduce Mazunky? Surely Mazunky wasn’t that perverted. No way. Franz would rather die than lose his dignity. If Mazunky ever heard these thoughts, would he immediately break the seal and tear Franz to shreds?“Alright. I’ve said everything that needs to be said. It’s time for me to leave,” Phara said with a trace of sorrow.Franz eyed the old man suspiciously, considering a terrifying possibility. "Leave?"“Yes,” Phara nodded. “I’ll use the last of my remaining energy to restore the spiritual essence of the continent to its peak. At the very least, I’ll be able to create a group of divine-level masters to buy you more time.”Phara’s body began to glow and gradually disintegrate, much like his master’s had. As if suddenly remembering something, he added:“When you leave here, find the Holy Church and tell th
“Young man, have you understood?”Suddenly, everything vanished, leaving behind a vast expanse of white space. In front of Franz, an old man sat cross-legged. His hair was long and white as platinum, his eyebrows as lengthy as those of the mythical Tai Shang Laojun. The skin on his face was slightly wrinkled, and his thin frame was draped in a white magical robe, blending seamlessly into the surrounding void.“Understand what? Where is this place? And who are you?”Franz asked a series of questions, his confusion evident. The old man smiled faintly and replied,“This is my domain. What you just saw was the history of the Violet Blue Star. As for me…”The old man paused briefly before continuing.“I am the young Phara you just witnessed.”Franz was astonished and blurted out,“Then you’re a god?”The old man chuckled softly.“I am indeed a god. Moreover, I am the one who brought you to this world.”It was as if lightning had struck him. Franz froze, his face first showing shock, then a
"Master..."All three of them couldn't hold back their tears. Even Mazunky shouted aloud, tears streaming down his face. The elderly man smiled contentedly at the three of them before his body suddenly began to glow and disintegrate into tiny particles, floating out of the castle and falling into the ocean below. From that point, chunks of the continents began to rise, and the tiny particles continued to settle onto the ground. A few explosive sounds followed as cracks appeared in the land, and streams of water erupted from the earth, forming rivers. Across the continents, green sprouts slowly began to grow, rapidly turning into towering trees. The remaining glowing particles spread out, beginning to form all kinds of life: first humans, then beastmen, elves, magical beasts... Hundreds of races appeared quickly, all with bewildered and confused expressions.The space changed again. The continents were now teeming with life, and various races swiftly built their own cit
“Dead again. I’ve only been alive for two years, and I just lost my virginity. Why is fate so cruel to me?”Franz was extremely distressed. As he was pulled into the space, he felt as though his body was being torn apart. After regaining consciousness, he found himself in a blank white space.“I wonder where I’ll reincarnate this time. I wonder if I’ll need to drink the Mạnh bà soup when I reach the afterlife.”Franz mumbled to himself, lost in thought. He was certain he had died and was just waiting to be reincarnated.“Is it time already?”Suddenly, the surrounding space changed. Franz found himself floating in the air like a fragment of a spirit. Below him was an endless expanse of blue ocean. He tried to move, but to his frustration, he couldn’t even budge an inch, no matter how hard he tried.“Well, of course, I’m just a fragment of a soul,” Franz mutte
"Are you saying, Franz… Franz is dead?"Leona grasped Prince Second's hand in a panic, speaking urgently. Beside her, Elena’s eyes were welling up with tears, barely holding back her sorrow. When the two of them woke up, they found themselves at the Royal Academy. They were reassured only when the vice dean returned after leading a rescue mission and mentioned that Franz had died. This was something Leona couldn’t accept. Pecival spoke, his voice heavy with grief.“I’m sorry, we were late. By the time we arrived, Franz had already been sucked into a spatial magic void, into a black hole.”The two women looked at the vice dean in disbelief, seeking confirmation, but he only sighed and shook his head. Elena’s tears finally flowed freely. Franz was her love; wasn’t he supposed to promise to be with her forever? Why did this have to happen? Her heart ached with each beat, and her vision blurred with pain.“Don’t cry.”A shout broke Elena out of her pain. Leona glared, with bloodshot eyes