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Murim: Struggle of the Weak

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, one orphaned boy must fight to survive. Abandoned and alone, he wanders the gritty streets, barely scraping by on the scraps of a broken society. But when a mysterious figure plucks him from the gutter and throws him into an abyss-like prison, he realizes his life is about to change forever. Trapped in this dark, forbidding place, he discovers the secrets of cultivation - a powerful system of strength and skill that can elevate him from a lowly beggar to a powerful warrior. But with rival factions vying for dominance and treacherous enemies lurking around every corner, the journey to the top will be fraught with danger. Fueled by the burning desire to rise above his humble beginnings, he sets out on a path of relentless training and unyielding determination. Even if he doesn't possess the innate talent of a genius, he will practice a thousand times harder. Even if his potential is limited, he will crawl his way to the top or die trying. Welcome to the World of Murim, where survival is the ultimate goal and the strong rule. Follow the epic journey of one orphaned boy as he fights to claim his place in a brutal, unforgiving world.

Adamo_Amet · Eastern
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Chapter no.49 The Consequences

[ Black Lotus Cult - The Wailing Isle ]

The sky was a canvas of deep blues and purples as the first light of dawn began to peek over the horizon. The stars twinkled in the sky, gradually fading away as the darkness gave way to a new day.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, the colors of the sky began to change. A warm orange hue spread across the sky, blending seamlessly with the deep purples and blues. The clouds were painted with a pink and orange glow, creating a beautiful and serene atmosphere.

The birds began to sing their morning songs, their melodic voices filling the air with a symphony of sound. The sound of nature was accompanied by the gentle rustling of the leaves as the morning breeze blew through the trees.

The first rays of the sun broke through the clouds, casting a brilliant golden light across the landscape. The grass glistened with dew, and the trees were bathed in a warm golden glow.