Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
“That’s right,” Sir Chad continued with this conversation. He was apparently undaunted by my inner monologuing—as a true Chad should. “It’s a remnant of great import to us as our world is now sealed.”
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“Sealed. That sounds bad. That’s bad, right?” I asked him.
“Uh, y-yes it is,” he said as if he didn’t expect me to agree with him. Seriously, how do people see me?
He went silent for a while after that. It reminded me of myself when I was reminiscing. I assumed that’s what he was doing, remembering what it was like back then… before his home was sealed.
He then broke the silence, saying. “It was sealed a long time ago,” and it was here that his anger surged and I could feel the heat in the house rise to incredible levels. It was followed by a terrible killing intent as he allowed whatever memories he had buried to run through him unabated.
“And it was all because of those damned, accursed Holy S—”
Vrrrm!
Suddenly, a formless pressure formed and I could feel it coil around me before he quickly shut his mouth. I assume he felt whatever I felt as cold sweat had formed on his brow at some point.
Once that feeling disappeared, a rush of hot air assaulted me as he let loose a breath of relief.
“Even after all these years, the karma involved in this matter is still so terrifying.” His voice sounded aged all of a sudden. “It looks like there is no hope.”
His killing intent vanished before it was replaced by an air of sadness. This I felt and knew very well.
“So it’s sealed,” I nibbled at this little morsel of knowledge for a while. Nothing else would come from him, that, I knew.
Karma was that plot device in cultivation novels that could be used to drip-feed exposition from knowledgeable people at a rate the author wanted. Oh, how I hated it sometimes.
Yet it was necessary. And after feeling it for myself, I can confidently say it would make any other eleven-year-old shat themselves.
What it did mean though, was that there was a secret involved here; a secret so great that it was entangled in the karmic li
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