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"Finally dead. Gone, away from that wretched world and the scum that live on it I only wish I had power, if only, I would destroy that planet, no announcement, no display of power, Just... death" These are the word of a dead man who has always suffered. His one good feature turned him into a slave. Little does he know he is going to be transported to another world. Or 3. Who knows? In his new world, a world ruled by Fragrance, the thing that brings peace, by creating chaos, contained in a world of time,that the inhabitants get lost in as they face death and solitude. They enslave it but are enslaved by it. Will Enopy succumb to hard times, and let himself be thrown at death once again, or will he reach his goal of immortality, taking down all obstacles and creating a world of blood, with no care weather he is hated or worshiped This is not a novel about the enemy of man. Our is it? Maybe it's enemy of monsters? , or god? , we’ll just have to find out, Just watch the mc turn into a man, a monster, or a god.Or maybe he'll be killed by them. Hello Everyone I am a new author and there is currently 100+ unlocked chapters out now it would be great if y’all could support me thanks and enjoy https://cash.app/$MuhammedFt3

LORDOFORIGANALink · Fantasy
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Sculpture

He stopped his thoughts and continued with his training; he still had injuries so he had to stop for short periods every 2-3 hours.

"Huu," Enopy sighed as he let his body fall; he was in the training area that was illuminated by his orb. "I'm exhausted. I may be using a technique that supplements food, but it can't match the food," he thought with a helpless expression as he dropped down to the ground.

He lifted his head and smiled at the two deformed boulders that shared a slight resemblance. "I'm getting better," he said with a grin.

He wanted to stand up, but in that short period, his body had fallen asleep he may be able to restore his energy, but the burden he put on his body was too much to be quelled just by restoring energy, he needed to rest.

He could no longer keep his eyes open and allowed himself to enter a night of deep sleep.

He was woken up hours later by the system saying, "comprehension of the inner strength sculpting fragrance technique is at 70% unable to comprehend more, lack of info, you will now have to comprehend the technique through your means" the cold, lifeless voice of the system resounded in Enopy's mind.

"What!? Comprehension of the inner strength sculpting fragrance technique!" he leaped up and grabbed two massive boulders. He infused his hands with aura, fragrance, and meaning. His body moved on its own when a wave of information flowed into his consciousness.

He placed the massive boulders on the horribly sculpted boulders.

"Bam" they crushed the sculpted boulders upon landing. Enopy had already started carving before the boulders landed; he finished in a matter of minutes.

His control slowly came back to him "I feel like I can almost perfectly control every part of my body, from my fingers to my heartbeat, but, I have not fully mastered this technique yet, but this system hides more secrets than I thought and with this comprehension ability, it seems everything will be much easier for me".

He materialized his swords and said, "it's this" while looking at the swords, "I need to control something else, something other than my body. I need to control these swords like they are my finger and only then would I have mastered this technique".

He picked up his sword and walked over to his sculptures and said "their good little differences, I need more training", he sighed as he swung his arm with ease and cut different spots on each sculpture with one slash. This caused the sculptures to crumble.

He mastered the technique enough to cut through the rocks using just his hands but he wanted to completely master the technique, if he could use his swords with such skill he'll be able to get out of his situation with ease and be able to protect himself with great skill.

He wasted no time as he charged his sword with fragrance and cut it into the ground. He soon created a huge pillar.

"Great, now I just need to clear the rock around it so that I can see the whole structure and start my training project," Enopy said with an excited expression.

He talked no longer and transformed his swords into a shovel. He dug his shovel into the stone and dispersed his aura through the ground.

Sharp cracks resounded throughout the area. Enopy jumped onto the pillar he made, kneeled, and punched the ground. The hard stone crumbled into dust. He repeated this process a bunch of times.

"System how long have I been clearing the ground surrounding the pillar," Enopy asked.

"Half a day" the system replied.

"Oh, it seems my sense of time is fleeting. I should sleep and start sculpting tomorrow", he said before he controlled his body to go limp and let his consciousness drift away.

He woke up at about 8 am "I should get to it", he stood up but an explosive sound originated from his stomach which caused him to think "should I use that technique but I might injure my intestine and have to sit out today or even longer."

"Fuck it, I can't keep on using energy as a supplement!" he shouted as he grabbed a rock, activated the inner strength digestion hardness technique, and ate the rock. He was baffled by the burst of flavor he experienced.

His hunger took over and he ate almost every small rock in sight.

He soon took back control. He used the control over his body gained from the inner strength sculpture technique to flex his intestines to keep them together and undamaged.

"It's fine what's done is done, this is the start to mastering the inner strength digestion hardness technique. By the end, depending on what minerals I eat, will change my digestion system. To match the hardness of the material my intestines will have the same stretchiness but will have high resistance and the material will be the same as the mineral."

He stopped thinking and jumped down into the open space around the pillar. He transformed the shovel back into swords, he began chipping off large pieces of rock.

"ding ding ding crAck bOom"

"ding ding ding crAck bOom"

"ding ding ding crAck bOom"

"ding ding ding crAck bOom"

"ding ding ding crAck bOom"

"ding ding ding crAck bOom....."

He did this nonstop for days taking short 30 min - 1-hour breaks while training the inner strength digestion hardness technique.

"That's enough chipped off, it's time to put details," He said as he moved his swords at lightning speed.

He soon stopped but it seemed that there was no difference. Suddenly dust flew off 5 inches out of the whole structure and it looked as if it had been polished.

He repeated this process over 10,000 times he took a bunch of breaks in between but he was only halfway finished with his project, it had already been a month.

"hoooo", he yawned to announce his revival. He had just woke up "I feel great, the inner strength digestion hardness technique has helped me a lot."

He mumbled as he stood up and walked over to his unfinished sculpture, "I have now mastered the inner strength sculpture technique, but I want to finish this so I can leave my previous life behind and live this life without thinking about that world".

He said as he materialized his swords, he wasted no time and he jumped up to the middle of the structure. He waved his swords with great speed they left afterimage. He moved around the middle of the structure at lightning speed, it seemed as if he was floating.

He eventually had to land on the ground. He let one foot touch the ground and leaped back to his previous spot, his swords flew rapidly at the structure.

ding ding ding crAck bOom...

ding ding ding crAck bOom.....

He never stopped for 3 days straight, "it seems the inner strength digestion hardness technique helps me conserve energy it feels like these techniques are made for my situation, or maybe it's just luck".

He cut his thoughts short and let his body rest.

He had trained his body over this time to wake up at specific times. He abruptly sat up and stretched his body. He shoved a couple of rocks into his mouth to satisfy the faint hunger as he looked up at his almost completed structure.

"I should be finished in about a week", he thought as he stuffed his mouth with rocks.

He stood up and dusted off his hands and clothes. He infused his aura, fragrance, and meaning with his hands, he jumped up and thought "the only way to add small details is with my own hands".

Time moved fast but he was still unfinished with his project. He sat and sculpted small rocks.

He moved with fast speed giving him the ability to sculpt hundreds of rocks.

He stood mesmerized by his creation for hours.

He walked away and materialized his swords.

He stabbed the Maa hand sword into the wall and dispersed his aura through the walls, the hard stone crumbled into dust, and Enopy walked through.

Leaving...