Local Netizen Elf's Life In Another World - Case 8: Precision.

After an accidental space warp, Xenos finds himself in a place known as the True Universe—a vast cosmos filled with countless races, yet devoid of humans. Longing for Earth and a home he can no longer reach, Xenos trains tirelessly for billions of years, eventually reaching the pinnacle of what the universe can offer.During his relentless cultivation, he uncovers conspiracies, hidden truths, and the devastating reason why the human race is absent among the many races of the True Universe. The weight of this knowledge pushes Xenos to the brink of despair. Refusing to give up, he resolves to take matters into his own hands to rewrite fate itself.However, the ruling powers of the True Universe catch wind of his intentions and launch a brutal attack. Though wounded, Xenos narrowly escapes. After an arduous journey, he finally returns to Earth—only to discover his home universe has been destroyed. Overwhelmed by grief and anger, Xenos uses his knowledge to travel back in time to January 1, 3038.Now in the past, Xenos must act carefully. Using his Paragon-level cultivation risks alerting other Paragon beings, so he remains in the shadows, guiding humanity from behind the scenes. His mission? To lead the human race on a perilous journey through the planes of existence to the True Universe, where they can reclaim their rightful place among the stars.Will Xenos succeed in his quest, or will the forces of the True Universe crush his dreams? Find out by reading his epic journey—one filled with trials, heartbreak, and the burning hope of restoring humanity’s legacy.From the Author (Comedic Edition):Let’s be real, we’ve all had that “Oh, it’s good, but I’ll bookmark it later” moment. Spoiler alert: you’ll forget. Just bookmark it now, save yourself the regret—and me the anxiety of wondering if you’ll ever come back!#Reincarnation, #TimeTravelAdventures, #PowerfulProtagonist #SectBuilding, #ParallelUniverses, #DifferentRealms, #MultiverseJourney, #AncientMysteries, #AncientRaces, #CosmicBattles, #FantasyWorlds.

An era where every person in the world can see ghosts.Only I cannot see ghosts.

Introduction: [Warmly heals the daily text, don’t enter if you don’t like it] In the terrifying world of demons, demons, and ghosts, countless human players are carefully living, but Mu’an plays the daily strategy game with the favorability system. “You spent ten…

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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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