Chapter: CHAPTER 7Lein froze on the fractured platform, his chest heaving as violet energy crackled in the void around him. The floating figure’s weapon gleamed like a shard of the void itself, radiating an intensity that made the Abyssal Hunter hesitate mid-leap. For the first time, Lein noticed subtle movements: a faint aura, almost transparent, surrounding the figure, a protective shimmer that distorted the air.The hunter snarled, rage erupting in a deafening roar. Its tendrils lashed violently, striking pieces of floating rock that disintegrated into dust. The void trembled with the force. Lein felt the vibrations through every nerve. The abyss beneath him heaved, threatening to swallow him whole.The figure raised their weapon, a sleek polearm of silver and violet, and swung it in a wide arc. The energy cut through the tendrils like a knife through silk, forcing the hunter to recoil. Sparks of violet and gold collided midair. Lein’s heart skipped. He’d never seen anything move with such prec
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6Lein felt himself plummet. Air roared past his ears, and the world twisted in spirals of light and shadow. His stomach lurched as gravity seemed to stretch and snap in impossible ways. The portal, the one Asera had commanded him to enter, had shattered, leaving nothing but emptiness to catch him.He was falling into… nothing. Panic gripped his chest. “NO! THIS, THIS ISN’T HAPPENING!”The void twisted around him, flaring with colors he didn’t recognize, purple, gold, green, all bleeding together like oil on water. His limbs flailed, but there was nothing to push off. No ground. No walls. Only infinite space and a deafening silence, broken occasionally by the echo of distant, alien whispers.Then he heard it. A low, guttural growl. Not behind him. Not in front. But inside him.Lein froze mid-fall, heart hammering. Something ancient, something alive, had taken notice.[WARNING: HOSTILE ENTITY DETECTED]The words appeared in his mind like a scream, overlaying his panic with cold, mecha
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5Lein felt his consciousness drift between worlds, as if a giant hand had lifted him from reality itself. The golden sigil wrapped around him like threads of living fire, humming with impossible power. It pulled him through the collapsing cavern, through the Abyssal Hunter’s killing strike, through time itself, then dropped him. Hard.Lein hit the ground with a painful thud, rolling across cold stone until his back slammed against something solid. He groaned, dizzy, the aftershock of teleportation still pulsing through his limbs. His vision adjusted slowly.He wasn’t in the underground ruins anymore. He was in a chamber of carved obsidian walls, illuminated by floating white crystals that hovered silently in the air. Strange glyphs moved along the walls like flowing water, alive with magic. A sanctum. A hidden one.One that didn’t exist in the early game. “It can’t be…” Lein whispered, pushing himself upright.The air shifted. His breath caught. A figure stepped out from the center
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4Lein’s pulse slammed against his ribs as the Abyssal Hunter stepped into the Recovery Pod. The chamber’s soft blue luminescence flickered wildly, reacting to the creature’s presence, almost as if even the walls feared it.This thing didn’t belong in the early game. It wasn’t meant for beginners. It wasn’t even meant for players under Level 50.Yet here it was… hunting him. Lein staggered backward. “This isn’t fair, how the hell am I supposed to fight something like you right now!?”The creature tilted its head, visor glowing a cold violet. “You are an anomaly,” it said, voice distorted and hollow. “An outsider. Your soul is unregistered. Your presence threatens the Malivic Cycle.”Lein blinked. “Threatens what?”The Abyssal Hunter raised its blade. “Therefore… you must be deleted.”Lightning rippled along the length of the weapon. The air trembled, vibrating with deadly force. Lein could practically feel the charge singeing his skin. “Shit!”He dove to the side just as the blade cl
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3Lein forced himself upright, lungs trembling as though each breath scraped against sand. The blinding white grid around him, this strange respawn room, pulsed as if it were alive. The System’s mechanical voice echoed inside his skull, cold and commanding.[INITIALIZATION COMPLETE][WELCOME, PLAYER: LEIN ARCADION][WORLD: MALIVIC REALM – IRON PATH DIFFICULTY][STATUS: UNRANKED • WORTHLESS • WEAK]He flinched at that last word. ‘Worthless.’He had heard that before. From his boss. From his former teammates. From the rich clients who spat on him when he failed to meet their insane demands.From the same client who pushed him to death. The System merely repeated what life had carved into him.But hearing it here, in a world that killed him once, twisted his insides like a slow, deliberate knife. “Worthless, huh?” Lein whispered, jaw tightening. “Let’s see how long that lasts.”A deep rumble vibrated through the chamber. Runes lit up on the floor, forming a circular pattern under his feet
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2 Darkness swallowed Lein whole. Cold acid burned across his skin. Every nerve screamed. Something razor-sharp raked his side, ripping flesh from bone. His body twisted uncontrollably as he was flung through the air like a rag doll.Then, impact. The ground struck him with brutal force. Ribs cracked. Spine jolted. Vision shattered into white noise.A roar shook the forest like thunder. The Dire Crawler King, a monster the size of a wagon with serrated mandibles and eyes glowing like hellfire, stalked toward him through the mist. Its dozen legs moved in horrible harmony, each step sinking deep into the earth.Lein tried to breathe, but air refused him. Blood pooled in his throat, forcing him to cough violently. His fingers clawed at the soil, but they barely curled. His limbs felt foreign, useless. He was dying. Again.So soon. So easily. So pathetically. The system’s emergency alerts exploded in his mind like fireworks.[HP: 1%][Skeletal Integrity: 30%][Organ Stability: 18%][Warni
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Apostle Baby Daddy Is A Top Shot
When disgraced preacher Yeshua Yael stands in the rain outside his ex-wife’s mansion, he believes his life is over, but Heaven isn’t finished with him.
A voice speaks. Lightning answers. A glowing mark brands his arm, proof of a divine inheritance long forgotten. The next day, in full view of the world, Yeshua performs a miracle that turns him from a laughingstock into a global mystery.
Now hunted by an unseen entity called the Watcher and drawn into the secret Circle of Dominion, Yeshua learns he is the last heir of an ancient order created to guard the balance between Heaven’s light and the world’s corruption.
Yet power invites enemies, from jealous apostles inside the Circle to the shadows that whisper his name.
As miracles turn into battles and faith becomes a weapon, Yeshua must decide what kind of Apostle he will be, one of mercy… or of fire.
Facing betrayal, supernatural warfare, and the woman who once broke him, he will discover that the greatest miracles cost more than faith, they demand everything.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12: FLORENCE UNDER FIREThe Council chamber became a storm of screaming and broken stone. Yeshua and Jessica crashed down from the ventilation shaft, landing hard on the polished floor. Yeshua’s eyes went straight to Florence. She stood frozen, staring at Vesta, or rather, at the Watcher that now wore Vesta's body like a glove.The Watcher-Vesta moved with chilling speed. Her silver eyes glowed in the dim red emergency light. She walked past the scattered councilors, past the terrified UN guards who didn't know whether to shoot their own leader. Her path was clear. Her target was Florence."You exposed a small rot," Watcher-Vesta's voice hissed, a layered sound that made the air itself vibrate. "But the true corruption, the true weakness, lies in hearts like yours. Hearts that pretend to be light, but are filled with pride and ambition."Florence stumbled back, her mind reeling. The words hit her, twisting old wounds. Pride. Ambition. These were the very things that had driven her, had made her powerful,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 11: THE COUNCIL FRACTURESThe air inside the Dominion Tower’s highest chamber felt thick, heavy with unspoken words and sharp with suspicion. This was where the Council met, a circle of six powerful figures meant to guide the balance between Heaven’s light and the world’s shadows. Today, however, no light seemed to pierce the room's polished obsidian walls. Only shadows stretched long and uneasy.Half the Council wanted Yeshua Yael locked away. The other half saw him as a sign, a prophet, maybe even a savior. This deep split was the Watcher’s victory, turning the very guardians of faith against each other.Yeshua and Jessica moved through the Tower’s hidden service tunnels like ghosts. The air was cold and smelled of damp concrete and old electricity. Pipes snaked overhead, dripping. Yeshua’s boots made soft, rhythmic sounds on the grimy floor. He felt the weight of his calling, the faint, warm glow on his chest where the five Seals pulsed beneath his shirt. Each beat was a reminder of the vast, ancient p
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10: SEALED BUT NOT SILENTThe safe house was a blur of frantic preparation. Jessica, a whirlwind of efficiency, barked orders into her comm-bead, mobilizing what remained of her loyal Dominion Hunter cadres. Florence, her lawyer's mind already dissecting the political landscape, typed furiously on her laptop, analyzing Council protocols and potential allegiances. Yeshua, however, sat in a quiet corner, trying to make sense of the new world stirring within him.The fifth glyph, the one embodying the Breath of the Deep, burned steadily on his chest. It was a swirling pattern of water and light, interwoven with the four preceding marks, forming a complex constellation of divine covenants. It pulsed with a constant, rhythmic thrum, a silent song from the abyss he had anchored. But with this deeper connection to the sea came something else: dreams.He’d barely slept since emerging from the ocean, his nights plagued by vivid, disorienting visions. They weren't just dreams; they were communications, riddles whisp
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9: AFTER THE DEEP BREATHThe world didn't just reel from the glowing sea phenomenon; it convulsed. The calming of the oceans, the retraction of the ominous violet light, the whispers carried on the tide—all of it had left an indelible mark on the collective consciousness. Dominion City, usually a bastion of cynical detachment, found itself grappling with the undeniable reality of the impossible.Scientists, their faces pale and drawn, appeared on every news channel, clutching their data and offering frantic, increasingly outlandish theories. "Deep-sea bioluminescence!" one professor stammered, his eyes wide with barely suppressed terror, even as satellite images clearly showed entire swaths of the ocean glowing with an intelligent, pulsing light. "Unprecedented seismic activity affecting electromagnetic fields!" another offered, as if a tremor could make the ocean sing. The global scientific community was in disarray, its carefully constructed rationalizations crumbling before a miracle too vast to ignore
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8, THE FIFTH SIGNThe sea had never been quiet, but that morning it moved like something thinking. Waves rose and fell with the rhythm of a sleeping heart, each pulse glowing faintly beneath the surface. From the cliff above, Yeshua watched the light spread until the entire bay shimmered like molten glass.Florence stood a few paces behind him, coat snapping in the wind. “They say the water’s been glowing since dawn,” she said. “Fishermen are afraid to go out. The Council calls it chemical runoff.”“And you?”“I call it the next Sign.”He turned. The gold in his eyes had dimmed to amber, but it still caught the sun. “It feels different,” he said. “The first four were warnings. This one feels like a choice.”A gull screamed overhead and the air shifted, warm one second, icy the next. Jessica approached from the ridge, spear slung across her back, her coat torn at one shoulder. “Satellite feeds just died,” she said. “All of them. Something under the water is blocking transmission.”“Something?” Florence
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7, THE GATHERING STORM 2The light pulsed once, then fractured the floor. A thunderous crack split the nave; marble buckled and gave way to a shaft of blinding radiance that poured upward from the depths below.The guards staggered back. One fell to his knees, sobbing. Leah’s staff clattered to the floor, its carvings blazing with symbols that hadn’t glowed since the first Dominion age.“Beneath the altar,” she breathed. “It was never just stone.”The radiance thinned, revealing a spiral staircase descending into the earth, each step carved with runes older than any tongue still spoken. A whisper slid through the air, too soft for the soldiers but clear to Yeshua alone. “Come down, Heir. The Covenant waits.”He moved toward the stairs. Jessica grabbed his sleeve. “You don’t know what’s down there.”“I think I do,” he said. “And it’s calling me.”Florence stepped beside him. “Then you’re not going alone.”Leah nodded once, eyes shining with something between pride and dread. “Go, both of you. The rest of us w
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