I Might Be A Fake Cultivator - Chapter 2385 - True Form of Dao of the Heavenly Light Goddess

[ Milestone Reached: Unlocking Chaos Dragon ][ … Unlocking Dracula][ … Unlocking Zeus ][ … Unlocking Demon King of Shadows ]----It was a normal day on Earth. Suddenly, the sky turned dark, and massive tower-like structures descended from above. A loud, robotic voice announced the beginning of a chaotic apocalypse.With less than two minutes on the clock, everyone was given a chance to select from a list of mystery newbie packages designed to assist them in the impending apocalypse—each package containing classes, abilities, special boosts, and powerful relics.In the midst of the chaos, Dorian, an avid reader of 'Ethereal Descent', an unpopular apocalypse novel, was stunned to discover that everything was unfolding exactly according to the novel’s kick-off plot.THE NOVEL HAS MERGED WITH REALITY!WHO IS THE PROTAGONIST?Like the others, Dorian was presented with a list of special rewards to choose from.[ You have been chosen to partake in the VIP Newbie Package ][ Select one ]DING![ You have awakened special ability: CHARACTER BIND ][ You can bind with gods, devils, monsters, mythical creatures, favored sons of heaven, etc. ][ You've unlocked: Reader's Viewpoint ][ You've unlocked: Copycat ][ You've unlocked: Energy Parasite ][ You've unlocked Index Of Myth ]With his special ability, Dorian vows to dominate the novel’s world and its protagonist, while also unraveling the mysteries of the apocalypse.

In a peaceful, utopian Earth, a young man is born cursed by the will of the heavens. One day, he awakens… and uncovers the hidden world of the High Humans—the most powerful beings on the planet. His superpower? A rare support ability with healing powers… or is it? From that moment on, a healer who devours lives to grow stronger, just like the worst demons, is born. *** This is a story about superpowers in a distant future, where Earth hides unimaginable secrets. It’s also a journey across universes, filled with battles and discoveries. The protagonist isn’t a genius or a trained warrior. He’s just an ordinary man who faced dark times and watched his life be consumed by the abyss. But now, he has a chance to change everything. Step by step, he will learn why to fight—and how to survive.

The person who was locked away inside the thorn-covered tower was not a princess, but a witch who employed the powers of darkness.

A brave young hero came searching for the tower in order to kill the witch.

– Light would force the darkness to recede, and grant it eternal rest

The witch wished.

That things would end with, ‘and the hero lived happily ever after killing the witch,’ like in the fairy tales.

And so, she had devised everything to happen in accordance to her wishes.

But the boy, who had grown up in but no time at all, would make the unfamiliar face of man’s from time to time.

“You want me to kill you? ……Do you really think I’ll let you go?”

Reality was very different from the fairy tales.

“The people don’t know of the precious treasure locked away in the tower.

I won’t let anyone else have this god given treasure, this crown of god surrounded by thorns that no one else could recognize.”

The hero gave the witch a slow and deep kiss.

“I am the true victor, and no one else.”

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.