CHAPTER1 Edited
"I am pretty bored," that's what I thought after I managed to fix my computer. I spent a couple of hours working on it, and I even felt a bit disheartened when I saw the prices of the replacement parts after I restarted it and made sure everything was working perfectly. After opening my web browser, something strange happened - a new tab appeared out of nowhere.
[Congratulations! You Have Been Chosen to Reincarnate in DD1!]
"Hmm, this looks like a survey for the novel Soul Land. Well, since I'm bored, I might as well give it a shot."
[What will you choose for your martial soul?]
I chose the nundu from the world of Harry Potter. it was a strong beast as Subduing the Nundu proved an exceptionally daunting task.
as it had never succumbed to fewer than a collective of approximately one hundred wizards collaborating in unison. This presented a more formidable challenge compared to the dragons enlisted in the Triwizard Tournament, who yielded to the control of approximately ten wizards. The idea of confronting this rare creature genuinely instilled terror, owing to the Nundu's breath carrying toxicity and disease so potent that entire villages of people could be eradicated.
Furthermore, its mere presence is a conduit of fear, capable of inducing trepidation in any who cross its path. The Nundu's renown as an almost invulnerable and lethal entity contributes significantly to the shroud of terror that envelops it.
[[What will you choose for your cultivation technique?]
[Mysterious Heaven Skill]
[Heart Separation Control]
[create a new one]
I chose to create a new profound cultivation technique, one that harmonizes with the essence of bloodlines and physical prowess. This technique stands as a wellspring of purification and empowerment, infusing the very core of my being.
The first gift it bestows is a refinement of the bloodline, an augmentation that not only amplifies its potency but also fortifies its very foundation. As it courses through my veins, the technique breathes life into every drop, igniting an inner fire of vitality.
The technique's second facet manifests as a surge of regeneration, a boon that strengthens with every tier of cultivation. Wounds mend swiftly, even as I press forward, forging my path through challenges. This resilience grows into an unbreakable shield, an ally that shields me from the ravages of battle.
Within my body, the meridians stretch and expand, becoming grand thoroughfares for the flow of energy. This widening of pathways allows for greater access to the vast reservoirs of power, fueling every move and every breath with heightened vigor.
As my cultivation deepens, I feel time quicken its pace. The technique infuses me with an inherent swiftness, propelling me toward mastery at an accelerated rate. The seconds between each breath become a canvas where I paint the strokes of my destiny.
Soul power, the very essence of my being, undergoes a remarkable transformation. It compresses under the guidance of the technique, attaining a heightened density that fosters profound concentration. This newfound purity magnifies the potency of my abilities, channeling the energy into a focused torrent of might.
[Birth Place:
* Holy Soul Village(Most Popular)
* Heaven Dou Empire
* Star Luo Empire
*Village near Star Dou Forest
]
[chose your name]
for the name of the character i used my name Adam in Chinese which becomes ya dang.
[ Thank you for taking part in the survey of our company, We will deliver your targeted contract via our truck at the earliest convenience. Don't forget to refer us to your friends and family! Have a good journey, Truck-Kun Inc.]
Well, that's quite ominous. While reading the message, hunger suddenly struck me.
I went to the fridge, only to be met with the stark realization that I had overlooked restocking my supplies, so i went to the store.
Getting out of the store, after buying a package of instant ramen, a sudden commotion seized my attention. A truck hurtled toward me at breakneck speed, Its sudden arrival felt like an unforeseen surprise, casting a shadow over me.
In that heart-stopping moment, as reality blurred into a cinematic tableau, a wry thought crossed my mind: "Ah, it appears the moment has arrived for me to break free from this world. Welcome, Truck-kun, as you grant me liberation from the mundane. Farewell, taxes; greetings, fantasy.".
Just as I steeled myself for the imminent impact, a sudden force yanked me away from my collision with destiny.
In a hair's breadth, Truck-kun whizzed by, missing me by a mere inch. My heart racing, I spun around to confront my savior, only to find the store owner before me. Instead of gratitude, a surge of anger coursed through me.
"How dare you intervene," I seethed, the fury uncontainable. An instinctive rage pulsed within me, culminating in a swift, forceful punch that cracked the man's jaw. With a tumult of emotions, I turned on my heel and strode away, my path leading me back home.
Arriving at the sanctuary of my home, a haunting whisper danced upon the air, uttering the words, "I never fail; I simply get delayed." Intrigued, I swiveled on my heels, only for destiny to unfurl its hand in the blink of an eye. The truck, elusive in its prior miss, bore down on me with an unrelenting force, sealing my fate in an instant. The collision claimed me, bringing an abrupt end to my journey.