Rise of Almighty

Rise of Almighty

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On a fateful day, A boy around age 16 was sitting on a tree, it looked like a normal peaceful day but unexpectedly soon vast sky covered with flames and meteors fell one by one which he thought as his last vision but destiny made him to survive and the next moment his life is changed.
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They say death is the end. For me, death was only the beginning. The last thing I remembered was betrayal-a blade through my chest, warm blood spilling, and the bitter taste of regret. But instead of eternal darkness, I awoke in a void of endless stars, suspended between worlds. Then came the voice. [Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have been chosen by the World-Binding System.] Panels of light appeared before me, filled with rules written in cold, merciless words. [Your mission: Travel across countless realms. Shatter schemes. Crush enemies. Complete your tasks.] [Ultimate Mission: Save the Supreme God. Failure = soul annihilation.] A silhouette flickered in the void-a man cloaked in shadows, tall and terrifyingly powerful. Even faceless, his presence was suffocating. [He will appear in every world. Sometimes as your ally, sometimes as your enemy, sometimes as the one who cannot let you go.] My lips curled in a cold smile. So be it. If the system wanted me to play its little game, I'd play it my way. Scheming queens, arrogant nobles, hypocritical cultivators, and false heroes-let them come. I'd crush them all beneath my heel. But one thing I swore: I would never bow to him. Not to the so-called God. Not to any man. At least... that's what I thought. Because across every world, in every fragment of him I met-he watched me with eyes that burned. A love too deep, too dangerous, too relentless. And in the end... I would have no choice but to face him.

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