Sword God in a World of Magic - Chapter 1006 - Identity Revealed

Set in the Shadow Slave world...a time before Sunny was born...this story follows a simple soldier who must survive in a dystopian, apocalyptic landscape where magic and gun warfare collide.In a far-off Quadrant known as North America, a young soldier named Hope is 16 years old when he gets infected by the Nightmare Spell. He passed! But...he feels a bit scammed...?A flaw that makes him fade from people's memories...A cursed attribute that makes him remember everything endlessly in eternal wakefulness...It's as if the Spell is twisting his future and existence into an almost improbable one.All he has ever known his purpose to be was to serve as a simple soldier. Not too powerful. But not so weak either. And maybe, just maybe like some others, become an Awakened. Although he never dreamt of being one.Now that his whole life is compromised after his First Nightmare, his first objective is to survive on his own. But as he tries to escape his fate, his actions seem to lead him further from his goal.He struggles against obstacles that slowly grow bigger and out of proportion.Maybe the Dream Realm and the Real World aren't so different than one may think.Hope's journey involves uncovering secrets and gaining knowledge about his true nature and his new role in the world.Is he fit to be a hero?Could he redefine it?***Please read the READER DISCLAIMER in Volume 0.This is my spin-off novel of “Shadow Slave” by Guiltythree.But please don't expect the same writing style, setting, and characters, especially the main character.This story reveals more about how people/cities/governments operate after the Spell’s arrival. I always find it interesting how maybe one country handles it fairly, but how others handle it with desperation to the point that you question humanity.There will be easter eggs pointing to the original novel either intentional for the plot or unrelated to it, but all for fun.I am a new author so props to all who bear with me and helps me improve my writing. If it is not for you, please don't leave outright hate comments. Eat wassabi instead if you want pain. Critique and advice would be great too.

After her rebirth, Yun Shifei returned to her fifteen-year-old self, just when she became the true daughter of a wealthy family.The well-behaved and timid Shi Fei only wanted to live her own small life well.Who knew she would get involved with the Great Demon King.In her memory, this big shot was extremely ruthless, squandering the family fortune, watching his brother die coldly, and sending his father to prison.But now, the big shot is quiet, obedient, easy to bully, and loves sticking to her.Yun Shifei's heart softened, and she tried hard to protect him.Yet one day, the little poor thing she sheltered pulled her into his arms to kiss her.She was utterly shocked.He looked innocent and said: 'I heard this is a way to express liking. Don't you like me?'That's what it means, but why does something feel off?!

Yin Yin: The villainess of “Exhausting the Prosperity” . She takes the responsibility of destroying the relationship between the male lead and female lead by using poor means and finally get blackmailed by the male lead.

Lin Xin Er comments: She’s need I.Q

So she was transmigrated.

Du Qianqian : the heroine of ” Exhausting the Prosperity “, a white lotus flower of the Virgin Mary, whose IQ is more worrying than the villainess, finally jumped off the cliff and died under the persecution of the villainess.

Lin Xin Er commented: she deserves it.

So she was reborn

Lin Xin Er: the reader of ” Exhausting the Prosperity “, one of the oldest leftover women in the 21st century. One of her major hobbies in life is cheating around and take it as a business.

So, she transmigrate to “Exhausting the Prosperity” and became Yin Yin.

——Life, perhaps, is just a chess game with exquisite layout. But the players are different.

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.