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[What was your sin?] "I tried saving them." [What would you gain from doing that?] "I just wanted to remove this scar." [But that scar was never gained from not saving them.] "I know. I just wanted to see if it worked or not." [And the result was?] "The one I saved killed me." The discussion between Desire and Delight took place as he sipped the tea. [What will you do now?] "The stage has been set, and the doors will be opening soon. I also need to do my part." [And what was your part?] "One Last Chance." The room was in silence as Delight looked at Desire and asked, [A sinner or a saint?] "Depends on the way of the viewer."

In the beginning, the Earth was designed by the Almighty alongside the heavens. But this entity was nowhere close to being Earth and he knows that. Waking up in the middle of the sea, the young man realized that he has only a fragment of his memory. He couldn't recall how he got there and what he was doing before he got there. The only memory left him was that he's not from this universe. Unbeknownst to him, he's in an ancient world filled with different mysteries. Lo Behold! Aetheria! A home to the celestial entities. A world filled with different races. But the most mysterious thing about this world is that the Adam’s generation can't survive in here. Once one have been discovered to be the Son of Adam, one will be erased from the world instantly. One may wonder why so? It's because of the prophecy that was foretold hundreds of years ago. “Lo and Behold! A being shall rise and bring an end to this chaotic world. For he's the Son of Adam.” And here he's… The great grand son of Adam walking on the soil of Aetheria without having any idea about himself. But his fate has been decided already… He's going to die… He won't survive this chaotic world.. He's not the first Human to rise… Only time will tell if he'll be the last. The only thing on his mind is to explore this world, discover himself and look for a way back home. Unbeknownst to him, fate has another thing in store for him. Will he be able to discover himself? Is he going to survive this Chaotic world? Will he bring the end to this ancient world? What's the mystery behind this world? Wanna find out? Then let's go

Jasper Hain is the most powerful cultivator in the Great Land. His dominance made everyone jealous, and they united to destroy him. In the Ancient Realm, Jasper Anderson was tragically killed by his friend. At the last moment, Jasper Hain's soul entered his body. With all the memories of both souls, an explosion of rage occurred. I rise to rule the world!

He lost his memories He forgot his true identity While wandering about, lost and injured, he saved a millionaire from death. In gratitude, the old man took him in and got him married to the granddaughter. His new life seemed perfect until the old man died, then the family showed their true colours. They have always despised him but kept it hidden because of the old man. His wife revealed that was pregnant for another man and he was kicked out of the family home without a cent to his name. An unfortunate accident or just a case of being at the right place at the right time, and he regains his memory. He remembered that he's the heir to the country's greatest fortune, but he also realised that he had enemies among his own blood. Now he must fight back and return to his birthright. But he would never forget those who wronged him and he wouldn't wait for karma to give them what they deserved.

Why can't everyone be rich and live a normal life? Where all wants can be acquired. A global question that keeps eluding most people's grasp. Unfortunately the reality is that, it is not possible because that's the circle of life. How then can you be among this elite? Where wealth keeps on calling and you answer. Keep abreast as this book (NUMEN OF WEALTH) unravels this mystery.

All of a sudden portals started showing up and spilling out two different kinds of creatures. Djinns and Prodigies. They didn't really care about humans, and looked at them like bugs. The achievements and technology that the humans made were taken apart by the Prodigy King. After that, humanity got to see a new world emerge from the ruins. It was eerie, this new place where the sun cast a red glow and rain fell as blood. Humans couldn’t figure out where the Prodigy King went. But they knew he had the power to bring back order. Under the rule of Djinns, human life meant nothing anymore — only strength did now.

A child who was gifted with magic, grew up to live a simple life and never knew the existence of his supernatural powers. He was happy with his lifestyle, until the day he almost got killed while trying to save a girl he fell in love with at first sight. After he found out about his amazing powers, terrible things started emanating from every single corner of his life. And since then, the world he knew of never became the same as it was. He never knew his real destiny was to restore peace and bring balance to the world. Will he be able to overcome such task that lies ahead?

🏆["Silver Medal" in Fantasy Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"]🏆 Lukas Bellingham, a 21 year old youth dies from an illness that is dominant in males in their family. But that's not where it ends. He wakes up in the body of a boy, in a world where everything is the opposite of Earth. A world where Mortals become Gods. Will Lukas be swallowed in such a world or will he rise against all challenges and become a Deity which all mortals look up to?

In the God Domain, Cultivators were few but each of them wielded power that would make them known as gods. How did they come to have such power? By comprehending the laws between heaven and earth and became those very laws. But something occurred, a youth that hadn’t gained the acknowledgment of the heavens to become a cultivator chance upon Qi. Determined to reverse the bad hand faith had dealt him he started researching it and came to a shocking conclusion. The laws that the heavens prevented him from comprehending were swirling around in this strange energy! The youth thought that if he could somehow control Qi then he could defy the heavens and become a cultivator. Without any hesitation, he began researching more and found that the only way to control this newfound energy was to absorb it into his body. After many years of preparations, he did exactly that. However, he promptly died from the finger size strand he absorbed. Ten years after his death a cultivator found his journal and decided to further study this fascinating idea! Skipping forward to an unknown period in the future and a baby was born into a powerful royal family as the second prince. Upon his birth, this child had the laws of heaven and earth swirling around him. This sent the royal court into a stir, everyone thought the heavens had blessed the Emperor’s second son! But while this was happening, the baby prince that was just born saw the midwife conjure water to clean him from thin air using a Qi spell. Upon seeing this the baby’s eyes widen into saucers while a voice screamed hysterically in his head. “W-WHO THE FUCK STOLE MY IDEA!?!”

What is a mystery? Is it an axiom representing what is not perceptible and understandable? Is it the unfathomable, incomprehensible no matter how people try to make it specious? No, it isn't that. The definition of mystery is only what people can conceive, a specious fact with loopholes. People believe what they believe to be true and sadly, it has plunged them to the endless gore of ignorance. Mysteries aren't what we don't understand or what we can't comprehend. Mysteries aren't what remain hidden, taciturn to the ever yearning ears of people. Mysteries aren't the supernatural laws which can't be explained or fathomed. No, the definition of 'mysteries' is beyond that. Mysteries are what can't be reached no matter how we try to reach them. It isn't what can't be comprehended. Rather, it's what can't be reached. They are endless gores, immersed into the abyssal chasm of infinities. Mysteries are a state of endlessness and boundlessness, incomprehensible and unfathomable. Yes, that's what mysteries are. Cyclopean and grosteque phantasm is what a mystery should be called. A mystery transcends the feebleness and lumbering states of concepts, going on and on for eternity. Hence, a mystery is the same as infinity and infinity the same as a mystery. A mystery is infinite and infinity is mysterious—both are like a symphony, intertwined with each other making them chalcenterous and existing in oneness. To understand a mystery, you need to be boundless and infinite, transcending all possible concepts and impossible concepts, all possible 'non-concepts' and all impossible 'non-concepts'. Mysteries are beyond conception as well as non-conception. They are mysteries, boundless and infinite! They are stacked upon each other in a terracing manner, shrouded in the prodigious paradigm of infinity, going on and on till infinity!