Earth is home to natural and supernatural beings, living side by side in a balance of peace and tranquility. However, there are still many mysteries that have not been solved, have not been revealed, and are buried amidst the vastness of this planet. Legends are lost over time, secrets whispered but never fully revealed. Why? Because the earth is much bigger and more complex than anyone can understand. Many mysteries remain hidden, lost in its endless expanse.
But one miracle did emerge from the shadows-Qurare. The legend began with a baby born in the 8th century, whose body transformed into pure gold. This extraordinary power spread, and by the modern age, over 50% of the planet's population bore the mark of Qurare.
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In a village engulfed in a sea of flames, charred bodies lay scattered across the ground, twisted in agony. Some were burnt beyond recognition, while others bore the brutal marks of mutilation. The village had been razed by a group of supernatural beings-Qurare users. But they weren't just villains; they were the very heroes who were supposed to protect the people. Together, they slaughtered everyone, sparing no one, not even the children.
Amidst the carnage, the group suddenly halted their massacre, their eyes narrowing as they spotted a lone figure fleeing.
"Chase him!" one of the leaders bellowed, voice filled with fury. "Don't let that brat get away!"
The target of their pursuit was a young boy, his heart pounding in his chest as he sprinted away, desperate to escape their sight. If he could get away, he could tell the world what had happened here-and that was something the group could not allow.
The boy darted through the narrowest alleys, his small frame slipping through the cracks where the group's larger members couldn't follow.
He glanced up, seeing some of them soaring above, scanning the area for any sign of him.
Desperately, he dashed into a half-burnt house, pulling a cloth over his mouth to block out the choking smoke.
He made his way through a maze of burning buildings, zigzagging so as not to be seen or shot, his eyes stinging with smoke and tears of fear. The group, frustrated, struggled to keep up with his erratic movements.
Finally, the boy came out of the last house, the village exit monument was in sight.
If he could reach the forest, he might have a chance. But fate was not on his side.
"There he is!" one of the group shouted, pointing him out.
"Catch him!" another command, and the chase was resumed.
The boy's legs burned with exhaustion, but he forced himself to keep running. He was so close-just a few more steps and he'd be in the forest, where the thick trees might offer him cover. But before he could reach safety.
"[Shockwave!]"
A blast of electricity surged through the air, hitting the boy square in the back. He screamed in pain, his body convulsing as the shock overwhelmed him. Darkness closed in as he lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.
The group quickly surrounded the boy, one of them lifting him up by the collar of his shirt. "Uhm... So what are we going to do with this kid?"
"Isn't it obvious?" another replied, stepping forward and unsheathing a sword. "We're going to kill him."
The swordsman raised his blade, ready to swing down and sever the boy's head. But before he could strike...
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Union: I am The Devil That You Have Created
Fanfiction(So my friend entrusted the story to me, because his cellphone was broken so he gave me this idea shit for his story) In 2025, Kai, his village was burned down by cruel people who had powers, therefore he will prove that people without powers like h...
