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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…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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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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7.0 M • Ongoing
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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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7.0 M • Ongoing
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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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"I'm very curious who you plan to vote for in the morning." In Room 0, Zhis leaned back on the bed, smiling as he watched Fu Jue sitting beside him. With three puppets, one teammate who became completely obedient after being threatened, and Fu Jue himself, the Puppeteer's faction has a total of five people, theoretically capable of determining anyone's life or death through collective voting. It is known that none of the Investigation Bureau representatives are Heretics, yet Thompson is the Son of…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The doomsday of the First Epoch buried the First Generation Pantheon, including the world, creatures, and civilizations they created. The once lush rules were pruned of their branches, leaving only the most core and fundamental ones, which turned into a sapling growing in the depths of the void. The last surviving deity of the First Generation Pantheon awoke beneath the half-decayed World Tree, following the guidance of the rules to create the world…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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