SPELLBOUND - Chapter 675 Last Second

In a world ruled by false gods, two souls must rise beyond death to shatter divinity itself.When Raphaeldor and Leonatus awaken in the mystical world of Elyndra, they are not ordinary men—they are reincarnated souls, chosen by a forgotten prophecy to challenge the divine order. In this realm where aura and mana shape the very fabric of life, power is worshipped and truth is buried beneath centuries of myth.Guided only by a mysterious being known as the Pathmaker, the two must walk a perilous path of growth, conflict, and awakening. As they ascend through the ranks of strength and unravel the mysteries of Elyndra, they discover a harrowing truth: the so-called gods are nothing more than mortals who transcended and seized divinity for themselves, bending the world to their will.With divine thrones looming and the fate of creation in the balance, Raphaeldor and Leonatus must decide whether to accept the lies that shaped the world—or to defy the heavens, expose the deception, and uncover the will of the true God who lies beyond the veil of eternity.The journey of the transcendent begins.The odyssey of truth awaits.

The Immortal Path led to Longevity and Sovereign was heading in ease. When the Longevity was no longer in ease, all living beings were just prisoners. Conspiracy, internal strife, and the invasion of the others, all of it emerged together. 

In such a world, there was such a young man. He made his way upstream, stepping on blood, defying the emperor, destroying the various kings, and slaughtering his way through the hundred clans to form an Immortal Path towards the throne of Sovereign! The Immortal Path was endless, while the Sovereign was limited. He used his blood to forge his immortal legend.

- Description from Novelupdates

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?

Just something I made to keep track of some of my favourite essences & powers from fics. {with personal twists}