Amukelo: The Burdened Path - Chapter 171: How Did You Get So Strong?

Betrayed by his sister. Betrayed by chosen one's humanity. Betrayed by the Gods.That was how the life of Leonard, the Defier of Fate and the world’s greatest heretic, came to an end.When demons invaded human lands, he received a revelation from the Goddess. She commanded him to act as a spy, to infiltrate the enemy ranks and expose their secrets for humanity’s sake.To fulfill this mission, he had to sacrifice a part of his soul. He accepted a demonic contract, surrendered his soul, and became a demonic human. Risking everything, he provided critical information to the humans and helped them turn the tide of battle.But then, he had a shocking discovery.The war was nothing but a gambit between various gods and before he could act, the war was stopped out of nowhere.In an unexpected turn, humans and demons put aside their hatred and signed a peace treaty.Before Leonard could make sense of it, he was betrayed. Both demons and humans joined hands to kill him.“Fuck! If there is a next life, I swear I will tear you gods apart!”With this scream, he thought his suffering was finally over.But…When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the body of Kael Veydrin, the son of the Grand Duke of the Heizen Empire. But this new life was no different from the last.His sister wanted to get rid of him.Born with clogged vessels and no talent, he was nothing but a disappointment.A subject of fun and ridicule among the fellow nobles.Despite rebirth, nothing seems to change.The cursed fate.The distorted history smearing his name.A world that was against him.Leonard, now assuming the identity of Kael, let out a low chuckle.“Don’t worry, Kael. I will have revenge for both of us.”“They called me heretic right? I will show them how a true fucking heretic acts.”Follow Kael's journey, as he fights against the fates and injustices to drag the ones ruling above.

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Undercover police officer: We are two-on-two, so we can’t be careless.

FBI undercover: I’m in a one-on-three, and I have to be vigilant.

Zhenjiu: My teammates are very reliable, I don’t need to worry at all, and I give comrade hr Jinjiu a five-star praise.

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The semi-invincible text, some of the protagonists refer to Dazai Osamu, the stray dog.

Without a heroine, the only thing that can make the hero’s heart beat faster is the bill.

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One day, Alexander found himself in the middle of the woods. To survive, he used his little knowledge about camping and wildlife, but he was not alone in this journey. Soon, he discovered something he had always wanted—a system. Not just any system, but one that not only gave him buffs but also strengthened his entire territory.This discovery opened Alexander's eyes. He thought to himself, “Right, I reincarnated. I should be the lead!” But things weren't that easy. It took him and his companions months to finally stand on their feet, but after countless struggles and hard work, Emberhold was created—a city that would surely become the center of the world in all aspects: culture, technology, industry, and power... or would it?Follow along as Alexander fights nobles, bandits, pirates, and much more just to survive in the barren lands of the frontier.Hello, everyone! I just want to clarify something, this story is something I have always wanted to create. I actually tried once before and received a lot of engagement, but unfortunately, system stories especially ones like this are so hard to keep track of with all the buffs and whatnots. So I’ll be upfront with you this story is generated by AI.I recently bought the plus version of an AI chatbot just to make myself stories that I have in my brain for a long time but never the energy to write them. I did those just to take myself out of boredom and realized that AI writes stories to my taste at least. That’s when I decided to publish it. Although this story is AI-generated, I do spend time checking everything to make sure it's in place and fixing any mistakes the AI makes, so I’m not entirely lazy XD haha. Without AI, this would be much harder, messier, and confusing for both you and me. Now, I have the mental capacity to check previous chapters for mistakes. Oh yeah, this book got rejected for a contracted so it will be entirely free, I will countinue it just with the same passion as before.Also, this won’t be the only story I write! I already have a solid plan for another story without a system and therefore without AI. I’ll be writing that one fully myself (I will only be asking god gpt for spelling mistakes), so stay tuned! Let me give you guys a hint: how do you feel about modern-day clashing with a medieval fantasy world??Well, that’s all for now! Hopefully, you’ll enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy reading it along with you guys lol.

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.