AshPurgatory2025
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The bus doors slowly opened, and the dead filling the vehicle all moved, standing up stiffly. Clutching their own urns and memorial portraits, they formed a queue in the aisle and jumped off the bus one by one. Qi Si followed at the back of the line and also stepped off the bus from the rear door. The moment his toes touched the ground, the queue of dead people ahead vanished like mist. Even the other vehicles he had seen earlier were gone without a trace, as if they had been nothing more…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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Dong Xiwen sat on the bus and, hearing the driver shout, "Those without tickets, please get off at this stop," couldn't help but glance at the youth beside him wearing a white shirt and a clown mask. As players who had appeared on the bus out of thin air, he and the youth naturally had no tickets. However, back when the bus had made a sharp turn and the funeral portraits fell to the floor, the youth had used the pretext of helping to pick them up to snatch two tickets in the chaos. The youth…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Unknown time, unknown location. A large bus drove slowly down a deserted highway. The road was old, the asphalt surface riddled with cracks. As the wheels rolled over it, the bus bounced, causing the passengers' heads to mechanically bump against the seatbacks, producing dull “thump-thump” sounds. On both sides of the highway stretched an endless wasteland. Low, scattered tents dotted the chest-high wild grass. The fabric, faded and tattered from sun and wind exposure, hung limply. In the blink…
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At 9 a.m. on May 4, hackers hijacked half of the Federation's morning-news channels. Regular programming was replaced by a man in a long white windbreaker—White Crow—standing at a podium to deliver a manifesto on behalf of the Balance Church. “I stand here today not as a religious leader, but as the voice of every impoverished region on Earth that has suffered injustice, as the embodiment of ordinary people's longing for a life of equality and freedom, and as the spokesman of a mature…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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Midnight on May 3rd, or 12:00 AM on May 4th, downtown Jiangcheng. It was the darkest time of day; streetlights at the corners cast sparse yellow-white halos, the thick darkness seemingly physical as it swallowed the scattered light sources, while long, narrow shadows flickered on the ground. Since the curfew was implemented, the city's lively nightlife had become a thing of the past; the bustling streets turned into a forbidden zone for Ghosts at night, with only the…
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Eastern District of Xiangcheng, Headquarters of the Balance Church. Asakura Yuko opened her eyes in the office and glanced at the time displayed on the vintage alarm clock in the upper left corner of her desk. It was exactly nine o'clock in the evening, the latter half of the twenty-four hours in a day. It was the time when some people went to sleep, and the start of the nightlife for others. Of course, some people would ignore this time slot and continue their arduous work into the night. Asakura…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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In the Ruins of the Sunset, players gathered under the stone monument of the World Tree, watching helplessly as the name corresponding to the 【Forbidden Scholar】 column on the Revelation Fragment changed rapidly, from 【Asakura Yuko】 to 【Veidt Hayes】, until it finally returned to a blank space. The four words 【Forbidden Scholar】 gradually faded away as if worn down by a file, and the seventeenth line among the twenty-two Identity Card displays was now…
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Wei De had always been a person with a high opinion of himself. In reality, he was born at a peak that most ordinary people could never reach in their entire lives. Because he didn't need to take responsibility, naturally, no one would point out his mistakes. In the game, he easily survived one dungeon after another by acting recklessly and showing disregard for human life. Coupled with some innate gaming talent, he smoothly climbed the overall rankings. He was naturally not the strongest, nor was…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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When the Day of Judgment arrives, God will show miracles to His believers; martyrs will ascend to heaven, and apostates will fall into hell. —The Book of Revelation Above the temple, the tumor-like fruit beneath the golden flowers was the new god's body, a divine body without a divine soul, making it the best vessel to receive the Ancestral God's spirit. The attraction from the netherworld was about to form, but a new interfering factor appeared a second earlier. The Forbidden…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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In the Eastern District, after hearing the truth proclaimed by Floor, the believers instinctively scattered again, knocking on every door to preach the new faith and the new oracle. Within minutes, every resident of Holy City knew how the clergy had deceived them. The resentment had smouldered for years, yet no one dared speak of it; only today did they realise everyone shared the same grievance, their fury finally merging into a torrent. They needed no proof—only the belief that the…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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