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What If Star Rail's Protagonist Was Steve?

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[from the same author of 'This Honkai: Star Rail is way too Minecraft!'] Elio, the 'Slave of Destiny,' can see the future. Yet, when the script it had meticulously prepared began to unfold, it discovered that everything had changed. "What do you mean Caelus melted down his baseball bat and forged a Netherite Sword?!" "What do you mean Caelus is using the Stellaron like a hand-thrown bomb with a ten-meter range and a three-kilometer blast radius? Isn't he afraid of dying?!" "What do you mean Caelus taught Nous the principles of Redstone technology? And now the Masked Fools have spread schematics for automated wool farms across the entire universe?!" "What do you mean Caelus used a 'Brittle Bone Disease' mod to cure Entropy Loss Syndrome?!" Elio was on the verge of freaking out. Its script wasn't supposed to go like this at all!
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Born With A Time Vault In DxD

Politics and ancient agendas ran the world. Gods were at the top. Everyone below was naught but puppets to them, mortals that danced to the strings of their divine will. Even the strongest mortals, were still mortals in the end, no match for their divinity. One clan of blessed humans sought to defy this ancient political balance. In secrecy, they created an earth-shattering artifact, a world where time flowed different from normal, where conditions were cruel enough to ignite potential. Somehow, its existence was leaked to the supernatural world. Greed, shock, envy—and overwhelming desire, tore through all realms. A twenty-year war began over this artifact; one clan against the world. Their continued resistance fueled a vicious cycle of envy and propaganda. They could produce High-Class, even Ultimate-Class fighters en-masse. This defied the balance of the world. The Time Vault Artifact had to be obtained at all costs. The clan was destroyed in a conflict that shook the world to its core. Millions died, both mortal and divine. Divine pantheons went extinct and disasters plagued the world. Another thirty years of skirmishes burnt the little that remained to ashes. Now, after fifty years of bloodshed and ten years of peace, a survivor emerged. A confused child, only five-years of age, emerged into a time of tentative peace, a time where all factions still licked their wounds. His clan had faded into legend, and he carried their history with him—their history and...the time chamber. His journey begins in the time chamber, unwillingly whisked away by the lingering echoes of his clan. His first trial? Use the gifts of the time chamber to train for his very first life-or-death battle. Because of course the world wanted to finish what it started.
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