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Unrivaled Ego Wielder

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A young man with a bright future ahead of him gets run over by a talking train, and is sent into a mystical, fantasy world filled to the centimeter with anything a man can think of. Uniquely interesting individuals to meet, grand locations to explore, and strange societies, with underlying mysteries awaiting to be explored. However... a good protagonist is always aided by an equally noteworthy, and possibly bizarre, cast of acquaintances. *** Tags: [Realism], [Isekai], [Cynical], [Dark], and [Slow-paced] (Or so I've been told). Disclaimers: 1. In spite of what Randall (the MC) says at the start, it is NOT a harem. 2. I will also shift POVs (and provide a clarification) whenever I consider it's worth it. However, the spotlight will be on the MC most of the time. 3. The MC starts off overpowered, but that will change after Chapter 40. I don't really like OP MCs too much. 4. Please read the first 3 chapters to decide whether it's worth reading. Finally, this is also my first time publishing a novel, so I hope it's not too bad. (PS: Cover is AI made.) PSS: Currently in hiatus (didn't know how to put it)
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Warcraft: The Light alone cannot save Azeroth

The Light alone cannot save Azeroth. No one can. They whisper these words like gospel, like inevitable truth carved into stone. WHO decided that? Who appointed fate as our master? Who crowned despair as our king? I was once a prince who believed in salvation through obedience. Through the Light. Through duty to crown and clergy. Through blind faith in powers greater than myself. And I learned a bitter lesson: the gods do not fight our wars. The heavens do not bleed for us. But I have shed that weakness like a serpent sheds its skin. Azeroth does not need saviors who kneel and pray. It does not need heroes who defer to prophecy and hope for divine intervention. It needs those willing to seize POWER—the power of conviction, of will, of absolute determination—and wield it without hesitation, without apology, without the paralyzing doubt of lesser men. I have seen what humanity is capable of when we stop asking permission. When we stop waiting for the Light to guide us. When we decide that OUR strength, OUR choice, OUR sacrifice will be enough. So I say this to every soul that hears me: We will not be saved by distant gods or ancient prophecies or the benevolence of forces we cannot control. We will be saved by OURSELVES. By conviction. By the refusal to accept defeat as destiny. By the recognition that WE are the authors of Azeroth's fate. The question is not whether we CAN save Azeroth. The question is whether we have the strength to decide that WE WILL, and to become the warriors, the leaders, the sacrifice that this world demands. That is the path of a true prince of Lordaeron. That is our burden. That is our glory. Of Humanity! This is not the same translation as my other one, New Dawn of Lordaeron. 魔兽:圣光救不了艾泽拉斯
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