The Wizard Path From The Simulator - Chapter 587: 319 “Condensing Dao Fruit” and “Ultimately Becoming a Unification Dao Monarch” (Subscribe Please)_1

An anime otaku who has traveled to the world of full-time hunters, in order to live well, he can only keep getting stronger all the time, burying the strong one after another. Your withered life will be continued by me.

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As a virtuous wife, does it include tolerating his cousin, enduring his concubines, bearing his mother?

On the final night of his mother's life, young Synoh makes a solemn promise—to become a great general of the kingdom and honor her legacy. But after her death, grief overwhelms him, and he flees deep into the forest, where a chance encounter with a mysterious wolf changes his fate forever.Guided by the wolf's presence, Synoh returns home, finding renewed purpose under his father's strict training. Over time, he forms an unbreakable bond with the enigmatic wolf, but destiny separates them as Synoh embarks on a perilous journey to fulfill his promise.Facing fierce battles, political schemes, and inner doubts, Synoh must prove his worth to himself and the kingdom. Can he overcome the trials that stand in his way? And will fate one day reunite him with the wolf who first guided him back to his path?A tale of courage, loyalty, and destiny unfolds in this gripping story of a boy's journey to greatness.Hi this is the author,I hope you guys likes this story and thanks.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.