Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 1722 - Fanning the Flames

Kerrigan’s life was never his own. Raised as a pawn in a twisted game, his mind was shattered in a cruel simulation. Now, in the real world, he’s left with only one thing: Veilbreaker—a power to tear through lies, illusions, and hidden truths. But the more he uses it, the more it eats away at his sanity.Haunted by his past, betrayed by those he should trust, Kerrigan must fight not only the monsters that hunt him but the darkness inside himself. Every ally could be an enemy, and every truth could cost him everything. As a deadly war brews on the horizon, Kerrigan is the only one who can stop it—but the price for victory might just be his mind.Can Kerrigan control his power, or will the truth break him first?

Li Ran traversed to another world and became the Holy Son of a Demon Way Sect.

The system has awakened, and the first task released is actually to fall in love?

The Sect strictly forbids relationships between men and women.

Li Ran took the risk of being expelled from the Sect and wrote a love letter to his junior sister, but it was sent to the master by mistake!

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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