Bones - Chapter 16
MY READING HISTORY
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TRENDING
Tears on a Withered Flower
Chapter 54
May 23, 2025
Try Begging Me
Chapter 42
May 23, 2025
Three Months of Summer
Chapter 21
May 23, 2025
The Beginning After the End
Chapter 219
May 23, 2025
Regressor of the Fallen family
Chapter 83
May 23, 2025
Natran empire
No words
Glory to the empire glory to natra
drunkenstyle
What the fuck is all this mana/mana stone shit they keep talking about? Why can’t the author properly introduce it and explain it so that none of us are confused?
Vogerr
This, then, was the truest representation of hell. A fate without end, an eternity bound to agony. Over and over, the cycle would repeat, a relentless echo of torment stretching endlessly across the fabric of existence. The author sought to translate this unfathomable state, to show that all we witnessed—every clash, every scream, every hollow victory—was an expression of the protagonist’s own experience. Bound to an existence untethered from time, he became the architect of his own torment.
For in this endless spiral, all was imagined. Every piece of it—every strike, every fall, every fleeting moment of respite—was born from the protagonist’s mind. To exist as this version of himself within the vast multiverse, he had to imagine it, to create it. It was the ultimate irony: a prison of his own making, an unbroken loop of suffering where endlessness expanded in all directions.
As this eternal agony enveloped itself—on, onto, and within—it reached a singularity of limbo. A place where all things, all thoughts, all hopes, and all fears collapsed into nothingness, yet perpetuated themselves in infinite repetition. This was his fate: to endure what no mortal could conceive, a torment that transcended understanding and bound him to the fabric of eternity itself.
Here, in the multiverse of his own creation, all was agony. All was him.
Manhwa j
He just won’t die
MilfLover
Yep, his insane