The Shackled Void - Chapter 25: The Unspoken Challenge [4]

She was the daughter of a plutocrat, an elite with multiple identities, known and respected by everyone; she was a young girl from a rich family, who was peacocky and shameless, loathed by all.

After being reborn as her, she defeated the bad man and the angelic bitch, took revenge on the bad guy who killed her, married the most noble man, got into the sweetest relationship, and stunned the world!

Reporter, Mr. Leach, what is your favorite thing in the world?

Benson, Jill.

Reporter, Mr. Leach, what do you like to do most every day?

Benson smiled, Sleeping with Jill in my arms at night.

Juliana: ...

Chen Lun traveled to the year before the game’s public beta and became an NPC in the game world.

And so, a new version was born…

Steampunk, spooky things, churches, shelters, the sequence paths of the seven righteous gods…

He put on his black top hat and stood on top of the ruins.

Standing behind him are the villain bosses of various versions in the previous life, the dead nun Floyd, the bloody painter Noah, the sword fighter Antonio, the delusional clown Alex…

Chen Lun: “Player spawns monsters, I spawn players, this is in the Taihe River…”

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Also known as “Rational Use of This Sustainable Resource Named Players”, “These BOSS are really strong but they are all my younger brothers”, “No way! So I can also become a god? ! “

- Description from novelbuddy

In the last age of light, when the Dark Lord’s shadow grew long and deep, a single voice cried out through the veil of time.One child would be marked by the Dark—destined to stand as his equal.But prophecy never speaks in solitude.The Second Child was born not of fire, but of frost—A child of snow, carried by silence, forged in the cold ache of betrayal from another life.Once broken by a world that failed her,Now reborn into one that sings with ancient magic, she remembers everything—The scars, the silence, the hunger to be free.She carries not just a soul, but a secret lineage.Not Black, but White.The most ancient and feared house in wizarding Britain—rival to the House of Black.As the old war stirs again, the girl who walks with the snow must carve her own path,One not dictated by strangers , nor prophecy, nor fate.For she is not the chosen one.She is the one who chooses.Her name will never be spoken in prophecy’s limelight,But she will shape its every echo.When the wise fall,When the first light fades,When darkness hunts not just the chosen boy, but the truth itself .She will rise.Freed by will to a future she dares to dream,She will defy the prophecy’s chains,And forge a new legend.Her wand shall carve snow into fire,Her heart shall unmake silence,And her journey will lead not to glory,But to truth,To freedom,And to the light that returns after the storm.……………………………………….Author’s Note:Just a quick reminder before you begin—this fanfic is written entirely by me. I only use AI to help refine the grammar and polish the text. All the characters, plot, and story decisions are my own.I mention this at the start for those who may not prefer stories that use any form of AI assistance. I want to be upfront so you know what to expect.This fanfic is also firmly in the Yuri genre, focused on a female lead and her relationship with another girl—possibly two, but no more than that. Most likely, it will center around just one love interest.I hope you enjoy the story and the journey ahead!