bg3 chest of the mundane

Every player had the same starting resources. Everyone could choose to explore 10 rooms every day. One room could be dangerous while the other might contain resources. Players must do everything they could to survive. After he finished reading the instruction, Li Zheng heard a voice next to him. “Selecting a random daily reward…” “Congratulations. You have obtained a silver chest that contains a silver-grade blueprint for the Ordinary Detector, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a bronze chest that contains a bronze-grade blueprint for the Air Purifier, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a platinum chest that contains platinum-grade blueprints for the Ionized Knife, Intermediate-grade Genetic Cultivation Liquid, and TJP Shield, and many other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a hyper legendary chest that contains…” Li Zheng looked at the colorful chests in front of him and grinned.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

Train fifteen hours a day? Check. Go on dangerous missions to polish your skills? Check. Work hard until you got to the top and earned all the benefits? Check. Then speak brazenly because you were at the highest rank in magic? Check. Zenith Ichiban had a plan to be on top, and eventually, he reached the top and no villain was thrilling enough to fight. He enrolled as a teacher in a magic school at twenty, believing that teenagers, in the spring of their youth, would entertain him. Yet, these teenagers weren't thrilling enough and couldn't bear his honest opinion about how lame their magic was. Zenith Ichiban thought he would spend the rest of his life looking for some spark... Until those FIVE students reared their heads, and the villains caught wind of the return of the Prodigy Mage. Chaos ensued, and Zenith struggled to keep his quiet life while keeping his students from danger. Disclaimer: The MC started out quite selfish, but he experienced genuine relationships that shaped him for the better. This story didn't only revolve around him, but it centered on him as the protagonist. I hope you enjoy it.

Qin Qing played a game and suddenly traveled to the world of Greek mythology and became Apollo, the God of light. At this time, he discovered that the treasure chest system in the game had also traveled over. Looking at the densely packed light spots on the map plate, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought. Um, Athena, don’t get me wrong, I’m just here to get a treasure chest. I didn’t break into your bedroom on purpose. Zeus, please move your butt. My god-level treasure chest is under your throne. Here, why is the super god treasure chest in Tartarus?

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about (and meant to be about) the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. The aim is to keep this for general audiences and not go down the romance route, so that my little nieces and nephews can read this as an example of how to write rubbish - uh, I mean fiction. Unfortunately, my imagination and brain keep running away with the plot and taking it down the adult fiction route... So, sorry, my little nieces and nephews. You won't be reading this version of the story. No way. Your parents might decide to silence me and then you would no longer have a fun aunty to teach you useless knowledge.

In the chest of a woman, lies not only an annexation of breasts and a frail heart but a flaming desire to process and use power.

Qin Yi used to think that cultivation was all about a peaceful mind and the indifference towards fame and wealth. He is ready to abandon all mortal desires and enjoy eternal solitude when he later realizes that he is a human after all, and on the lonely cultivation path, he could really use the warmth of another pair of arms… Of his companions, the prince wants to rebuild his kingdom; the princess is looking forward to her heroic life; the priestess needs to experience the secular world; the “dumb snake” could use a confidence boost; and his “clubbie” wants a human form. But would everyone get what they wanted?

Ye Ming transmigrated into a world full of fantasy, where various races reside and wage never-ending wars. The bad news is, not only has he become a Vampire, he is a Last Generation Vampire, the lowest class in the Vampire hierarchy. The good news is, he managed to activate the Treasure Chest System. Surprise now awaits him around every corner. He found a silver treasure chest in the courtyard and obtained the [Viscount Blood Essence]. He found a golden treasure chest in the study and obtained the {Ancient Blood Refining Technique}. He found a golden treasure chest in the ancient castle and obtained the [Vampiric Dagger].

In the ruthless, magic-dominated world of Aethelgard, an ordinary young woman named Elara is overlooked by society due to her meager magical talent. However, she refuses to succumb to fate, instead relying on her exceptionally cautious mind and strategic application of alchemy and arcane power to embark on a path of ascent, fraught with hardship and marvel. The core of the story lies in how Elara survives and thrives in a cruel world where might makes right, magical resources are scarce, and major magical organizations are locked in ceaseless conflict. A fortuitous discovery provides her with unexpected aid, enabling her to gain an advantage in the fierce competition for resources. She will face severe challenges from the external world: scarce cultivation resources, warring mages' guilds, deadly trials in ancient magical ruins, and threats from other dimensions. Simultaneously, she must constantly struggle and grow, torn between her relentless pursuit of ultimate mystical knowledge and supreme power, and her deep-seated human emotions. This is an ode to the underestimated, profoundly exploring the theme of free will versus destiny, demonstrating that even those born with limited arcane talent can achieve greatness through intelligence, perseverance, and calculated risk-taking. The novel discards the "chosen one" stereotype, employing a grimdark-lite, realistic tone. It blends classic Western high fantasy elements with a logically consistent, almost economics-based magic system, depicting an epic journey of how a down-to-earth protagonist, in a challenging fantasy environment, outwits powerful foes, accumulates resources, and unravels conspiracies to gradually grow from a rural novice into a formidable arcane master. Her story is filled with foreshadowing and reversals, and may eventually touch upon the essence of magical power and the secrets of immortality. Yet, the path of pursuit is endless, foreshadowing unknown challenges in a vaster universe and inevitable sacrifices. This work aims to attract mature readers tired of predictable narratives, who instead seek to explore logically consistent magic systems, vast and detailed world-building, and morally complex characters.

"Can someone without a heart still live?" In Linh Khư, the world itself is a wound in the heavens - torn, scarred, and alive with ancient power. Four continents rule the outer lands: empires of immortals, warring sects, oceanic isles, and beast-ruled wilderness. At their center lies a vast, cursed region cut off by the impassable Walled Mountain - a land of exiles, warlike tribes, and forgotten gods - the infamous Dry Sea. And at night, no one dares step outside, for the darkness here eat people alive. But everything changes when a heartless stranger appears at Star Fell Lake. He bears no pulse, no warmth - only a question: "Can someone without a heart still live?" In this shattered world where the divine and monstrous walk alike, his arrival may awaken forces buried for eons - or doom what remains of Linh Khư to silence forever. Update 1 to 2 chapters daily, could change depending on my real-life situation Official email address for contact: lamvukms@gmail.com