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 For a child merely three months old, to utter such complex words in rhymes was something that no one could shrug off. Additionally, Sylvester's hymns and magical strength had the Lord Inquisitor sold on the idea that he was the true God's Favoured.
 THUD!—The Inquisitor High Lord prostrated in front of him with his helmet touching Sylvester's feet. His voice still echoed throughout the open air and appeared to have a slight tint of shaking.
 "B-Blessed child, such wondrous miracles you grace us with. My heart squirms in warmth to see you speak the Lord's words. Yes, my visions didn't lie! I must present you to the Holy Father. You shall be the gift to his 200th birth anniversary!"
 He stood up and took Sylvester into his arms. "Sir Dolorem, show Mother Xavia the course to the Great Mother's Office."
 "Understood, Lord Inquisitor."
 Xavia glanced at Sylvester, troubled by what had occurred just now. He had once again sung the hymn with the halo on his back right in her arms. She, too, felt the warmth radiating from him. But to her, him being a God's Favoured was impossible. 'How can he be the favoured one when his blood is tainted?'
 However, she knew one thing; he was entirely safe for now. As long as they believed Sylvester was exceptional, the church would go far and beyond to protect him. So she bowed and followed the Holy Knight, not before giving one last loving glance at her son.
 The big fanatic didn't waste a moment and started ascending the castle's stairs. Along the way, each guarding knight on both sides knelt and thumped their spear's end the moment his feet approached their line of sight. The more he climbed, the faster he became, ignoring that he had a cane in one hand.
 When he reached the top, loud murmurs and bows from people dressed in fine silk and gold ornaments greeted him. These seemed different from the church's people. But the man ignored them and proceeded to the giant bronze metal door.
 The guards who stood in front of it, trying to control the crowd, knelt immediately and opened the door.
 By now, Sylvester had proof that he was in the arms of an influential man, and this same man revered him for his bullshit. He was slowly coming to understand what a golden spoon he had created for himself.
 "Next is… AH! Third Guardian of Light, Crimson Fire has arrived!" the announcer at the door clamoured at his entrance.
 On the other side of the door was a magnificent giant hall that seemed like a Throne Room. Constructed from black and white marble, it was decorated with golden engravings with carvings here and there.
 A large window at the end of the hall gave a beautiful backdrop to the throne on the platform. Everything there was illuminated by the sunlight coming from windows strategically placed.
 Though, the beauty diminished to some degree when the large crowd gathered on the side aisles and proceeded with their loud murmurs.
 For Sylvester, it was like he was in a surreal period drama.
 The Inquisitor High Lord paid no heed to those around him and walked towards the man sitting on the throne. The High Lord's eyes under the mask shone in red light as if he was in excitement.
 With a thud, he knelt just after climbing the first set of stairs and zealously announced, presenting Sylvester to the front. "Holy Father, I present to you, the God's Favoured."
 "What?"
 "The Favoured One?"
 "Is he the real one?"
 The murmurs became apparent and loud the moment he announced. But they slowly died when the man on the throne stood up and walked down the stairs.
 Standing more than six feet tall, he was an old man, yet power still flowed through his veins and allowed him to stand as the Supreme Pontiff, the rumoured strongest being in the entire world.
 "Jewels, tomes, and written poemsーThe kings and princes present here gifted me things that I have no use for. But you brought not just a gift, but a direct blessing from the Lord." The Pope stopped before the kneeling man and took Sylvester into his arms.
 For the first time, Sylvester saw the Pope clearly. The latter looked like an average old man, but the aura around him was majestic and holy. He had a short but full white beard on his face and eyes that were bluer than the sea.
 The radiating aura from this old man made Sylvester feel calm and trusting of this man, despite his mind telling him not to. He also wore a mitre[1] on his head, but this one seemed to be made of silver, steel and gold.
 For the Pope, it was a similar experience. He was mesmerised by Sylvester's eyes. "Golden? Your hair and eyes resemble the colour of Solis. It seems you were born to be blessed, my child."
 "Your Holiness, he also sings the sermon of God as the Bard of the Lord. It's magical to hear and see from one's eyes. God's Favoured, please sing it again and let everyone be the witness."
 The Pope shook his head and spoke in a soft, hoarse fatherly voice, "I believe you, Crimson Fire. But the word of the Lord is not something we mortals can force out. When the Lord wishes, the child shall sing. Let us not hinder the ceremony anymore. I shall let the child play on my lap."
 The Pope walked back to his throne and sat down gracefully. He made sure to let Sylvester witness the ongoing event as he held him by the tummy with one hand. Every now and then, he would converse with Sylvester and try to teach him things.
 "Announcing! The King of Riveria is here!"
 Sylvester stared ahead as a thin old man in green, gold-embroidered silk robes entered. On his head, he had a circular golden crown, which looked like tangled bushes. As soon as this man reached the end of the stairs, he knelt with great effort.
 Age must not have been kind to him since the pain was visible on his face. He then put the crown on the first stair. "I-I pay respect to the Holy Father. As always, I pledge a donation of grains."
 The Pope simply nodded and raised his palm for a second. Then, a ray of white light suddenly appeared and shrouded the old King's body. It slowly spread all over him and then vanished silently. "This should relieve your pain, my child."
 "T-thank you, Holy Father!"
 Once the King was gone, the following announcement came. Kings, wealthy merchants and envoys from far away had come to wish the Pope his 200th Birthday.
 "The King of Highland has arrived!"
 "The Queen of Sorrow Kingdom has arrived!"
 "The Grand Duke of the Patch is here!"
 "Envoy from the Masan Empire has come to pay respect!"
 "The Prince of Gracia Kingdom enters!"
 "Princes and princesses from the Sand Continent are here!"
 .
 .
 .
 An hour had passed, and Sylvester's eyelids began to flicker from exhaustion. However, his heart was beating faster than ever. He was on the lap of the man for whom the kings and queens of the world would kneel in fear and try to please him with gifts of unimaginable proportions.
 Gold, jewels and artefacts were as common as air in the room.
 He realised that he was not safe at all. On the contrary, he was in the most dangerous situation a child could ever be in. In anxiety, he looked up at the face of the old man, wondering how powerful the latter was. 'I've brought myself not just into a den of wolves, but I'm sitting on the laps of their king.'
 The old Pope felt the gaze and looked down at Sylvester. At first, his gaze was solemn, but then a big grandfatherly smile erupted on his face, revealing his white teeth. He caressed Sylvester's hair and tucked him in fine silk cloth so the latter could sleep. He spoke softly so that no one else could hear him.
 "Sleep, little one. Your time to get bored like me right now has not come yet. These pretentious, unfaithful fools and their schemes to please me...They think I see nothing, but I see it all. Bwahaha—fools! RIGHT? Aww…you want to play with Grandpa's beard? But it's too short. Maybe I should grow it more."
 He was fawning over Sylvester. Heck, Sylvester felt that the old man might have kissed his forehead if not for the crowd around. And this confused him even more, 'Is he the bad guy or the good guy?'
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 Footnotes:
 Mitre[1] - The hat worn by bishops and senior abbots.
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 STONE ME, MY MONKE FRIENDS!
 Help me rise through the ranks.
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 Johnathan, an old man with an extraordinary past but an ordinary end, gets reincarnated in a dark fantasy world full of magic, darkness, and mysteries furled.
 However, he committed a grave blunder by taking the fiction he had read as a reference. Reborn as a baby, he hoped to be deemed gifted by speaking early.
 One thing led to another, and tragedy struck. The villagers declared him a demon-possessed and called the church. Johnathan, now known as Sylvester Maximilian, realized that he had messed up.
 When the church's inquisitors came to judge him and burn him on a pyre. As a last resort and to welcome his soon to arrive second death, he started chanting holy hymns as his last breath.
 Overwhelmed, they kneeled, thinking he was a messenger of Solis.
 From there, the story of how Sylvester Maximilian rose through the ranks to sit at the top began.
 But his life won't be ordinary, as he uses his cunning and the tag of 'God's favored' to his advantage. Fighting treachery, unearthing secret plots and world mysteries, facing the darkness around him and creating his place in history, engraving his name in the annals to be forever remembered as the—Immortal Pope, The Young.
 [A/N: To not mislead you, the novel's name does not mean he instantly becomes the Pope from the start. The story will follow the life of MC. Though he will become the Pope at a pretty young age. 40% of the novel will be based around MC fighting to sit on the supreme throne.
 If you enjoy world building and lore building, then you will like this story.]
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 This is the age of food, and it's also the age of the extraordinary. 
 Five hundred years have passed since gourmet cells came into this world. 
 The incomparably huge world has officially entered the pioneering generation! 
 To put it simply, it is a story about competing with various heirs of the Chinese little masters, taming tyrants and demon kings on the ground with cooking, and conquering gods and demons with delicious food, and even diners from other worlds. 
 (Food-based + Zongman + Zhutianwen.)
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 In the era of universal job transfer, Su Cheng changed his job to the only job, Blood Knight! And awaken talents beyond the SSS level, and your blood volume will increase infinitely!
 As long as you keep killing monsters, your blood volume will continue to increase, with no upper limit!
 Not only that, as Su Cheng's blood volume increases, various talents and characteristics can be unlocked.
 The blood volume reaches 100,000! Turn on the talent characteristics, and every 10,000 blood points increase, all attributes will be 1 point!
 The blood volume reaches 10 million! Turn on the talent feature, and the treasure drop rate will be level 1!
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 The blood volume reaches 10 billion! Turn on talent characteristics, every...
 When Su Cheng's blood volume exceeded tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or trillions, the ultimate boss's health volume was nothing compared to him.
 The super strong man from Yingjiang Country: How is this possible? I can do millions of damage with one blow, but I can't kill Su Cheng who is only at level 3 in one second?
 Small Days Super Guild: Bagya Road, my team of 10,000 members beat Su Cheng for one day, and he only lost 1% of his health!
 The world's strongest men were frightened: Su Cheng, how much blood do you have?
 Su Cheng: Not much, just a few hundred million more than you!
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 Traveling through the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, choosing an identity at the beginning?
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 One: noble family, two: common people, three: princes, four: royal family.
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 If I can choose a good starting point, why should I work hard on my own?
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 Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully choosing the royal family status, you will become the son of Liu Yu, the shepherd of Youzhou, Liu He!
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 King of Xianbei: "This man is simply a god of killing. If I, Xianbei, don't want to be exterminated, I can only choose to move westward like the Huns!"
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 Jiezu: "Where did this person come from, how can he be more cruel than us?"
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 King Wuhuan: "It's over, it's over, if this person comes... the God of Fuyuan can't protect us!"
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 Cao Cao: "Under the whole world, only Liu Muyun can be called a hero!"
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 Liu Bei: "Having this person in Han is a great blessing for the nation!"
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 Starting from Youzhou, he has flattened the Yellow Turbans, fought the princes, destroyed the Wuhu, and settled the rivers and mountains!
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 Fighting aliens will never dare to step into the Han soil!
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 Liu He: Where the sun and the moon are...
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 Lin Feng travels through the world of national lords.
 After reaching adulthood at the age of eighteen, he obtained territory and became a lord.
 He actually started a comprehensive comic chat.
 Interacting with friends can provide rewards.
 Keli received your red envelope and responded with a bouncing bomb!
 Butterfly Ninja had a great time chatting with you, and responded to the insect's breath!
 Boss Bai will have a long chat with you and give you feedback on the cupping technique!
 Mitsu Toma accepts two boxes of Coke from you, and the feedback changes depending on the location!
 Esdeath fights with you all night long, giving back the Ice Teigu!
 Fubuki/Sakurajima Mai/Hirasawa Yui/Honzina/Yitani Miko/Kamizato Reika and other friends accept your invitation and go to your territory to spend their honeymoon!
 Newcomer Lord: Isn’t this a battle for survival? Why is Lin Feng on vacation?
 Lord of Tianbang: How come Lin Feng’s soldiers turned into giants? And he can’t be beaten to death!
 Ghost Lord: Run away, Lin Feng has trained a professional ghost killing team!
 Alien Lord: I didn’t even see Lin Feng, and the woman next to him killed all our troops!
 Lin Feng looked at the invitations from all the beautiful girls and found it difficult to make a choice.
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 Noah was a social outcast, bullied and shunned by his peers. He suffered humiliation after humiliation, building up a resentment for the world that he couldn’t act on, as he was as weak as they come.
 That is, until he discovers a dusty grimoire in his attic. Just by opening it, a mystical power flooded his very being, fundamentally altering his body and granting him a gift unlike any other.
 [Creator’s Grimoire System: Activated]
 [Starting Level: 100]
 Equipped with the strongest system, unrivaled and seemingly boundless in its abilities, Noah decides to take back the life he missed out on, and much more.
 Weaving time, rewriting the memories of those around him, and even summoning fictional heroes, there seems to be no limit to the newfound power he has gained from his system.
 As the world’s first supervillain, he sets his sights on world domination, but who will try and stop the godlike youth in his path?
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 Empires rise and fall on the Yulan Continent. Saints, immortal beings of unimaginable power, battle using spells and swords, leaving swathes of destruction in their wake. Magical beasts rule the mountains, where the brave – or the foolish – go to test their strength. Even the mighty can fall, feasted on by those stronger. The strong live like royalty; the weak strive to survive another day.
 This is the world which Linley is born into. Raised in the small town of Wushan, Linley is a scion of the Baruch clan, the clan of the once-legendary Dragonblood Warriors. Their fame once shook the world, but the clan is now so decrepit that even the heirlooms of the clan have been sold off. Tasked with reclaiming the lost glory of his clan, Linley will go through countless trials and tribulations, making powerful friends but also deadly enemies.
 Come witness a new legend in the making. The legend of Linley Baruch!
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 "Take it, here's your salary for this week." 
 After raising her hand and handing over a small bag, the cross-legged woman behind the desk casually checked the small book, then waved her head away and said: 
 "Remember to file your own taxes...next!" 
 "etc!" 
 After pouring out the coins from the small bag, Li Ang looked at the eight large and one small coins in his palm, a total of nine dirty coins. Li Ang couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, wishing he could rush over to fight her to the death on the spot. 
 "Damn it! I just defeated the evil god who wanted to invade the world this Tuesday! You bastard, you actually want to deduct the salary of the savior?"
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 Vampires, evil spirits, technology, potions, ghosts, cyborgs, divination, puppets. Lynn traveled to such a mysterious world and became an apprentice in a monster pharmacy. But luckily I carried it with me. 【Ding! You have cured Miss Succubus' misogyny, you have obtained the "Pursuant Potion Formula" x1,500 skull coins, and Miss Succubus' favorability +100] [Ding! Your massage skills make the blood princess feel happy physically and mentally, you have obtained "Medical Skills: Hand of Eagle Vine" x1,500 skull coins, blood princess dependence +100] [Ding! You have repaired the body damage of the ascetic puppet, and you have obtained "Secret Technique: Puppet Art", 500 skull coins, and the favorability of the puppet lady +200] Let's see how a human teenager walks around this monster, and the evil spirit is not as good as him. The dog's dark world, step by step to the pinnacle of life. Lynn spread her hands: Sorry, the attending physician of all root-level monsters wants to kill me, please ask my patients first if they agree! , )
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 Skyseal Emperor Gu Taxian is perhaps the greatest Emperor in all of history. He crushed the Hundred Empires and brought them to heel, built the vast Great Stone Wall to keep out the deadly wilders, relocated mountains and rivers to promote commerce, set up roads and highways, and even promoted free academies of learning for the common man in an attempt to uplift them. But the Skyseal Emperor’s ambitions involve more than just this – he is preparing to launch a great campaign to stamp out all pagan religions, wishing to allow all men to become like gods instead of merely worshiping them. Deities, demons, and immortals alike tremble and rage at the Skyseal Emperor’s ambitions.
 Gu Chensha is the nineteenth son of the Skyseal Emperor. His mother had been of the royal Chen clan of the Xian Dynasty, one of the Hundred Empires, which had betrothed her to the Skyseal Emperor in an effort to strengthen ties between them. When they refused to submit once the Skyseal Emperor began his grand campaign, he crushed them along with the rest of the Hundred Empires. Chensha’s mother then committed suicide, leaving him alone and friendless at court.
 For years, Chensha played the part of a fool to avoid being targeted by the other princes… but by accident or design, he one day discovers the long-lost scroll containing the ancient technique only meant for the Sons of Heaven, the ‘Son of Heaven’s Consecration’. This technique supposedly gave the ancient Sons of Heaven the power to make mortals into gods… or strip the gods of their godhood.
 Finally, Chensha had the power to change his destiny, but he still needed to be careful – his imperial siblings have spent years building up their powerbases, and neither they nor the maternal clans supporting them will take kindly to Chensha pushing his way into their ranks. Moreover, if anyone discovered that he held onto the Rites of Celestial Sacrifice instead of offering them to his imperial father, the punishment would undoubtedly be death! Only time will tell if he can make use of this opportunity to rise up to become a dragon amongst men, or just become a footnote to the grand history of the Aeternal Imperium.
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 Q: How would you approach your target?
 Tiger Tribe: 
 Jiang Yu (excited): “Cure him, give him medicine!”
 Future Mecha: 
 Duan Jingzhe (at a loss): “… umm … feed him expired nutrients?”
 Ancient Court: 
 Donghao Yang (banter): “Follow nature’s example and flirt shamelessly.”
 Next unlucky protagonist: “…”
 This is a collection of three short stories in which each protagonist crosses to another world or is reborn.
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 Lin Bei opened his eyes and found himself in a world full of horror and supernatural. 
 A headless and footless rotten ghost. Wong Tai Sin who speaks human language. A human skin kite floating in the wind. A little girl with a little red hat in a dark fairy tale 
 An imaginary world, don't substitute it into the earth. 
 Fortunately, he got the ability to play Gojo Satoru and a 100,000 ghost army. 
 Don't panic, let the ghost army go to the electronics factory to work first. 
 Wong Tai Sin: Do you think I look like a human or a fairy? 
 Lin Bei: I think you look like a little loli with blonde hair and animal ears! Ghost army! Arrange it! 
 Yo, little thing, you still want to catch me? Unlimited technique!
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 Ding, congratulations to the host for acquiring the twin Martial Soul. 
 Ding, congratulations to the host for acquiring a million-year spirit ring and spirit bone. 
 Ding, congratulations to the host for becoming a titled Douluo and starting the deity assessment! 
 …… 
 Spiritual Qi recovers, and the earth enters the Martial Soul era. 
 Ordinary young man Lin Fan received a god-level recovery system.
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