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Fallen ashes

In a country drowning in corruption, poverty, and growing insecurity, David Adebayo, a twenty-year-old recent graduate, struggles to survive alone in Lagos. Intelligent, observant, introverted, and guided by strict logic, David keeps a low profile in a society that devours the weak. His only real friend is Toya, his cold-hearted but fiercely loyal companion—always smiling, always calculating, and always ready to fight beside him. Both young men share ambition, discipline, and the undeniable frustration of being trapped in a collapsing system. But when Nigeria’s worsening instability spirals into brutal street crimes and David witnesses a helpless youth about to be murdered by robbers on Lagos Island Bridge, something in him snaps. He jumps in to help—and pays the price. Shot and thrown off the bridge into the ocean, he is believed dead. Instead, David is saved by the secretive Umongo Tribe, a hidden people with ancient knowledge of body hardening, spiritual endurance, and animal-like speed, strength, and senses. Over three rigorous years, David’s flesh becomes as tough as stone, his reflexes surpass the cheetah, and his mind sharpens like a fox hunting in the dark. He becomes something new—a weapon shaped by tradition, discipline, and pain. When he finally returns to Lagos, bigger, stronger, and unrecognizable, he is met with Toya’s shock… and curiosity. After hearing David’s story, Toya asks a single question that sets the tone for the rest of their lives: “Are you still going to be a vigilante?” Their answer builds a pact of blood. While scouting for a hideout in an abandoned building, they encounter Benson “Ben” Chukwuma, a young Igbo boy quietly eating gala by a window—who immediately senses the spiritual heat radiating off them. Ben is gifted with supernatural sight: he can see spirits, track auras, nullify curses, and return spiritual attacks. Though Christian, he understands the unseen world better than anyone alive. And he’s been waiting for a purpose. He deduces their intentions instantly… and joins them. Now, the three form an unlikely brotherhood: David, the hardened warrior forged by an ancient tribe. Toya, the smiling strategist with a ruthless edge. Ben, the supernatural prodigy who sees what others cannot. Together, they dive into Lagos’s darkest corners—fighting crime, confronting cults, exposing corruption, battling spiritual threats, and facing enemies both human and inhuman. The city thinks it’s falling apart. But for the first time… it might finally have protectors. A story of action, brotherhood, spirituality, and the harsh reality of modern Nigeria, blending intense combat, sharp comedy, raw emotion, and a deep exploration of survival in a broken system.
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Wood Style Realm in Douluo Continent

After transmigrating from the short-lived world of Naruto to Douluo, Li Xun felt that it wasn’t too bad. Although this place is a world of fantasy and cultivation, the lifespan here doesn't get shortened. With Twin Martial Souls, Wood Style and the Soul Ring Combination, there are limitations, but Li Xun firmly believes that his firepower can cover everything. When Blue Silver Grass faces the Tree Realm Descend, Tang San begins to doubt everything. "Yu Xiaogang, is this the Soul Ring combination you gave me? You tricked me..." "Are you really going to use a century-old first soul skill to fight a Title Douluo?" Facing Yu Xiaogang’s persistent questioning, Li Xun retorted: "Even if the Master is a Title Douluo, he should still consider the actual situation when teaching!" "Oh, I thought the Master was his Title..." "Zhu Zhuqing, the prince was killed, will your Zhu family sisters die alongside him?" "With the changing situation on the continent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may not be opposed to collaborating with the Spirit Hall." "Well, I’ll just wait for that day." Qian Renxue smiled sweetly. Bibi Dong’s expression darkened: "Qian Renxue, I am the Pope!" The third trial of the Rakshasa God’s test—defeat Yu Xiaogang. "Yu Xiaogang, don’t blame me, you deserve all of this." Li Xun stood atop the towering Qian Shou Zhen (thousand-handed statues), controlling hundreds of arms to strike Tang Hao. Suddenly, he realized why Senju Hashirama called this move “Topping the Buddha”. It turns out it’s about breaking through the enemy’s spiritual core, sending them to enlightenment. ... Replacing Spirit Hall to strengthen the Seven Treasure Sect, many Soul Beasts crawl, and all the gods have the power to destroy. The path to godhood is full of obstacles, but new roads will be paved.
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The Blasphemous Way

Beyond life and death. Beyond heaven and earth. Beyond suffering itself — lies the only truth worth seeking.” On the day the heavens bled, Li Qiong stood alone against the world. Surrounded by thousands of immortals — righteous sects, divine patriarchs, sword saints — he stood atop Blackpine Sky Ridge, bloodied yet unbowed. His cultivation was in shambles. His body was broken. His soul burned away like a candle. And yet… he laughed. For he had already seen through it all. Li Qiong was no villain, no hero, no martyr. He was a seeker. A sage. A man who had walked farther than any other on the endless path — and glimpsed a truth so vast, so profound, that even the heavens themselves feared it. While others cultivated for power, for status, for petty notions of righteousness or vengeance… Li Qiong pursued one thing, and one thing only: True immortality. The door beyond. The answer to life, to death, to suffering itself. For centuries he endured in silence. Patient. Persistent. He bled, and knelt, and climbed — each step closer to the ultimate truth. Until the day came when even heaven itself tried to stop him. And he smiled, because he understood: To sever heaven is not to rebel. It is to to be free. But his story did not end with his fall. When the heavens burned and his body turned to ash, his eyes opened once more — in the body of his younger self, before it all began. Armed with the wisdom of countless lifetimes and the unyielding Will of a sage, he takes the path again — this time not merely to climb beyond heaven… but to tear open the final door, and step through. Even the heavens cannot shackle one who has already broken free.
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