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CrimsonWhite

"If my purpose is to be a war weapon, I'll gladly be so. Why do you bother teaching me about humanity?" A lost child brought upon this world by the greed of humankind. "What am I exactly made out of? Humans arrogantly claim that they created an artificial human like me inside a lab, but... They aren't capable of creating me. Their technology can't create true life." Was it purely by human effort that a miracle like him was possible? "So the multiverse really does exist... I can satisfy my hunger for knowledge, and the mysteries behind my existence might finally be solved..." Is he really ready to bear the weight he is destined to bear? "These damn humans, they just want to use me for war! They don't care about me, they don't even see me as a human! For them, I am just a tool to be used and disposed of on their whims!" What happens when something which isn't supposed to exist, does? What will happen to the esoteric strings of fate when a being outside of its chains roams free? And what happens if this supposed being possesses talents and abilities considered impossible by the world itself? It's just Chaos. Discord- https://discord.gg/pKBGPEVt

Audatic · Fantasy
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90 Chs

Touring the city

'So this is the martial currency, spirit stones...' Havien thought as tossed a bag of shiny crystals in his hand. These were the same crystals that 180'ed the guard's attitude, and gave Havien the treatment of a martial artist.

'I suppose normal people don't use this currency, must be an unspoken rule between the mortals and cultivators. That means, if people find out I'm using this currency without being a martial artist, all havoc would wreak upon the temporary peace I've been experiencing. I should become a martial artist soon...

But first, I need a place to stay.'

Havien had some form of money now, but he was completely unaware of the value this currency possessed. Will this piece of stone get him a VIP treatment, or a kick in the butt, he had no idea. Heck, he wasn't even aware of the currency used by mortals.

'I should just roam around the city and gather information from heresay. There's no better option right now.'