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[The Legendary Aura Farming System]
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My day was going as usual, just following my daily routine while hoping to win the lottery one day—even though I never bought lottery tickets.
Sleep, shit, eat, go to school, eat, go back home, eat...
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Location: Fuyuki
Time Night
POV Emiya Shirou
"Finally done" I said as I finished cleaning the club room and let out a sigh of relief.
Looking at the window I realized how late it is I started grabbing my stuff as I prepared to leave.
Going out I started breathing the fresh night air as I...
Oxygen screamed from the vents in a final, agonized hiss, then vanished utterly. The pod door groaned open like a rusted tomb lid, its ancient hydraulics shrieking protest. It jammed instantly, caught on thick, obscenely fattened vines that pulsed with sickly, internal light. They glistened...
In a small room, two individuals were sitting on chairs.
A desk separated them. One faced the window, the other the door.
The one by the window had a taller chair—the kind that said 'this is my office.'
Calling him a person was generous. He looked like a hybrid—part animal, part intellect.
A...
Born without spiritual roots, can Xing Yi still tread the path of immortality?
Wu Xing Yi, an ordinary boy from a small farming village is granted the chance to become an immortal of legend. However, he quickly discovers he is a cripple.
Desperately finding a way, he begins practicing the...