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the first step is the will

Is an easy life really better than one filled with hardships? Is there a determined path or can I become something that I myself desire?

DaoistCpDMGE · Fantasy
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28 Chs

Blood

The heroes that appeared earlier were some lucky people who managed to get certain inheritances and unlucky will going to become supporting characters for the chosen.

Fortunately, I am here to "save the day" and prevent them from meeting.

I am currently on a cruise ship, sipping on some lemonade, looking at a bunch of teenagers having fun and conversing with each other.

Their faces were extremely handsome and none was below an 8 in terms of handsomeness.

There were 3 boys and 2 girls having fun on this ship.

As those thoughts were coursing through my head I stood up and started walking towards them.

My steps were slow and steady as the air started getting chilly.

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This vacation was much deserved after everything that happened in the last few years,I managed to get an inheritance and became a strong individual.

I made friends and managed to get a girlfriend,I couldn't want more.

The boys thoughts were interrupted by a sudden silence as a mist started spreading through the whole area.

One couldn't see 5 meters in front and everything was darkening.

The boy used his power to try and clear it but to his dismay, he found that the mist was something intangible and was like an illusion.

His thoughts were interrupted by a small puddle at his feet, he looked down only to see his friend's head rolling on the floor.

However, he didn't have enough time to process what happened as his head joined in his friends traveling path towards the other 3 heads that were rolling off the ship into the sea.

The red water signifies the outcome of the ship's passengers.

In the distance could be seen a man laying on the surface of the water in a lotus position as a slight aura was covering his body.

His brows were furrowed as he seemed to have seen something that displeased him.

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This guy's training exercise is something else, using blood as fuel in boosting cultivation is genius.

I stretch my hand as a vacuum appeared in my hand that started attracting the blood in the water and making it take the form of a small circular pill.

I frowned at the quality that seemed a little poor.

With a wave of my hand, all the marine life in a radius of 300 km² imploded in a small pool of blood only to be attracted to my hand with a terrifying force.

"Now we talking"

I said as I swallowed the pill.

My body felt lighter and my cultivation progressed a bit more.

Now I'm halfway to rank 3.

That news brought joy to the man's eyes as he suddenly disappeared.

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The news made by the genocide was shocking but not to the level of last time's assassinations.

Only certain beings were alarmed at the sudden deaths of the teenagers.

The author of the incident enjoying a warm tea as a beautiful lady was playing the piano.

<You surprised me a bit when you answered positively about knowing how to play piano>

I said as I looked at her with true admiration.

And who wouldn't? She played my favorite piece which somewhat helped in keeping my sanity for so many iterations.

<I used to play this when I was spending my days in heaven.>

<After I was finishing training I usually listened to my master playing the piano.>

She said those words with a sad look, her usually bright red eyes looked a little dim now, and her pale lips trembled a bit.

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The man looked at the depressed woman with a seemingly neutral look but it seemed that she noticed the slight glint in his eyes.

She then understood that he also felt like her, remembering the irreplaceable person in his life had their light snuffed out right in front of his eyes.

A desolate feeling as only someone like them would understand.

The loneliness after that being disappeared from your life, knowing that you couldn't bring them back, ever.

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This day was not so sunny, the clouds covered the blue sky, the sun was barely able to squeeze a raze sometimes and the people looked dejected and saddened.

I looked at the middle schoolers that were towards their homes.

Strangely their mood was much better than their adult counterparts.

This contrast reminded me of a child's innocence and hopes that stimulated the adults to work harder.

The world of a child, or the world seen through a child's eye was truly alien to an adult or even a teenager.

Their innocence painted the colors more colorful and the lights ever so bright.

A spark that tried its best to remain alive in a cruel and unforgiving world.

A child was the hope for the future, it signified progress, and it showed what can love between two people can make.

A beautiful flower that was one of its kind, letting the world witness its beautifulness.

I was looking at their eyes that still showed that small, seemingly dying fire.

The fire of hope.