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Abyss Holder

In the desolate urban sprawl, there existed a boy named Steven – a name as commonplace as the concrete beneath his worn-out shoes. His figure, terribly slender, bore the weight of days without sustenance, a stark reflection of the harsh life within the shadows of the towering skyscrapers. His disheveled appearance spoke of deprivation; his clothing, little more than rags haphazardly sewn together, clung to his meager frame. Steven's features, though obscured by grime, revealed a haunting contrast. His black hair, adorned with a few rebellious red strands, framed a face marked by hardship. His pupils, black with a faint but discernible red tint, mirrored the desolation etched into his soul. Staring into the familiar darkness that enveloped his existence, Steven couldn't help but voice the silent question that echoed in his mind, "When is this going to end?" The abyss, seemingly attuned to his despair, responded with a transformative touch. The surroundings, once stagnant and oppressive, began to shift and change before him, trapping him in a perpetual cycle of witnessing his own tragic past unfold. Transported back to the age of six, Steven found himself amidst the warmth of familial joy, his parents' and his own expressions radiating happiness. Yet, even in the midst of this fleeting respite, the relentless cycle persisted, as if destiny reveled in replaying the moments that fueled the flames of his recurrent nightmares. Fighting against the inexorable pull of his haunting memories, Steven, like a slum-bound ghost, yearned for an end to the perpetual loop. The city's towers cast long shadows over his struggle, and the contrast between the opulence above and his desolation below fueled his determination for a better life. In the midst of this dire reality, Steven's path took an unexpected turn when he made the resolute decision to enlist in the military. The armed forces, a gateway to opportunity and escape from the slum's oppressive grasp, promised a chance to break free from the shackles of his impoverished past. Little did Steven know that his journey would extend far beyond the familiar streets of the slums. The military, equipped with advanced technology and knowledge of other dimensions, opened doors to realms previously unimaginable. As he explored new universes and studied the cosmic mysteries, Steven's quest for a better life evolved into a cosmic odyssey, challenging not only the limits of his physical existence but also the boundaries of reality itself. Throughout this transformative journey, Steven, emotionally reserved and scarred by the echoes of his past, found solace in the bonds forged amidst the trials of the military. Trust and love became the cornerstones of his emotional awakening, as he learned to unveil the layers of vulnerability hidden beneath his stoic exterior. As Steven navigates the interwoven tapestry of action, tragedy, romance, sci-fi, adventure, and dimensions, the narrative expands to reflect the complexity of his existence. The story, no longer confined to the limitations of the slums, becomes a symphony of emotions, echoing the resilient spirit of a young man determined to transcend the shadows of his past and embrace the limitless possibilities that unfold across the cosmic expanse.

BlackRaven_ · Fantasy

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Gamble

After everything I've been through in my life, nothing compares to the time I've had to fight for this dammed hut. Every time I had to fight for the food I earned and every day I had to work for five hours just to eat once a day properly, every time I had to starve or when I almost died of thirst, it was nothing compared to that.

Steven grabbed the box and opened it, and white steam rose for it once more. 'It's as if it's calling for me to make it part of me,' he thought as he went into a trance when he saw the mana core but he didn't stay in that state for long as he snapped out of it and grabbed the mana core and bit into his thumb as some blood grew and dropped it on the mana core as if the mana core had a mind of its own the lights particles in the core started to glow brightly.

Steven drank the mana core down his throat and waited after seeing this. But nothing occurred. "Did I just injust a diamond instead of ma-" he couldn't finish the phrase as pain exploded from his chest.'I can't breathe,' he thought as he lay on the floor. After a few seconds of wiggling around like a dying snake, he eventually stopped when he could breathe again. "haaa....ha.....ha" he took a long breath to fill his lungs once again.

He was motionless on the ground. Only the rhythmic movement of his chest could distinguish him from the dead man. When his breathing became more stable, he saw that everything was different; he could see everything clearly in the dark, even without any light. He could easily hear everything, including the sounds of the huts nearby. He sprang to his feet and reached for a shattered piece of mirror in the corner of the room.

He was taken aback by what he saw in the mirror. The tint of red in his eyes had developed, and there were now just a few strands of his black eyes left there, and his eyes were slightly glowing, which was not obvious until someone looked at him closely, and his hair had new strands of red hair. His height also felt different; was he taller and healthier now?

"How did this happen? Did the mana core transform my body?"

He said to himself, "that book," and then grabbed the book near the mattress and began reading it. After a few hours, Steven closed the book and put it down.

"Nothing," he explained, "mana core simply aids in mana growth." There was nothing regarding the change in body structure in the book, and nothing concerning bodily modifications either. Is it due to my mutations?" He thought aloud. After that, he tested his new body strength he could easily do push-ups and other exercises without any problem now.

He knew how the basics of mana worked 'To increase my mana, I meditate and focus on sending mana to every single part of my body and circulate it,' he thought while sitting crossed-legged on the floor again. There was still time until daybreak and he had been up for almost the entire night, might as well.

When he began to circulate, mana agony shot out from his chest, where the mana core was housed. According to the book, as the mana is circulated, it creates new routeways in the body such as nerves, therefore he had to bear the pain till he could. 'It's occurring quickly,' he thought as half of his upper body completed the mana circulation system.

Only his brain was left, but he stopped there because it was almost time to head to the factory for work. However, as he opened his eyes, he was startled to discover that light was streaming in through his window. He was more astonished by the fact that the west window.

He hadn't worked today, so the food he'd saved and the energy bar were the only things he could eat. So he went up to retrieve them, but when he got up, he didn't feel tired at all, as if he didn't meditate there for 12 hours." Was this because of mana?" he thought as he ate. After that, he resumed his meditation and started with his brain's mana circulation system, but the pain was nearly intolerable.

The nerves that were growing there, which were moving through the brain and connecting to other nerves in the circulatory system, were the source of the headache he was experiencing. Following that came the lower body, which was making good development until the nerves reached Little Steven and began to enlarge there.

'Fuckkkkk, why does that area need nerves in the first place?' 'I'm not going to cast magic from there,' he reasoned. Soon after, Brak awoke to find himself drenched in sweat and smelling like shit.

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