As the vampire card disintegrated into a fading mist, the cockscomb-haired man stumbled back, face contorting in disbelief and panic.
"Impossible!" he shrieked. "Why the hell didn't your card die?!"
He stared, trembling, at Kaneki, who stood unscathed—his kagune curling behind him like blood-soaked centipede ten...
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What met Russell's eyes were Darren and a lanky young man with a garish green cockscomb haircut—alongside the cards they had summoned: Darren's mold-green zombie, and the cocky punk standing smug beside him.
Darren sneered, his voice dripping with malice.
"I know I can't beat you—but today, Brother Gavin's here. ...
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The next day, Russell had a rare, deep sleep. It was more likely that he had simply exhausted his brain cells making cards the day before. For most cardmakers, "sleep" had been replaced by the practice of the "Deep Blue Meditation Method", and Russell, never one to lag behind, had adopted the same habit.
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【Please start compiling your story.】
【Ken Kaneki began as an ordinary male college student, no different from anyone else. By chance, in the coffee shop he frequented, Anteiku, he met a girl his age named Rize Kamishiro and fell in love with her. It was a tragedy ...
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Standing in front of the New Metro Cardmakers Association headquarters, Russell couldn't help but sigh. I still need to make new cards.
The pressure was mounting. Although few people knew the full truth of what had happened in the secret realm, he was terrified that the Spirit Begging Society would come looking...
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Russell sat in the car dispatched from The Thousand-Foot Woods Base, looking at the city scenery rushing past the window. Commander Gordon was sitting quietly beside him.
If someone had told Russell just yesterday that he would be on his way to a private meeting with the legendary Blake Whitmore, he wou...
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The Association's cardmakers guarding the portal at the base were startled to see Russell emerge from the secret realm alone. Did the training end this quickly? one of them thought. As they watched, Russell ran up to them, his face grim and serious. He spoke only three words.
"Something has happened."
Soo...
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The person who came was, of course, Russell.
After coming out of the centipede's cave, he found the top of the mountain eerily quiet. The lingering scent of the powerful centipede he had killed kept the lesser monsters at bay. With no more materials to be found there, he had returned to the middle of the mountain...
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On the other side of the forest, Nancy Whitemore and her Three-Tailed Fox walked quietly through the dark woods. Suddenly, the fox stopped, its small nose twitching as it tasted the air. Noticing her partner's strange behavior, Nancy couldn't help but stop as well. "What's wrong?" she asked softly.
The fox didn't answer...
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Riding on Pidgeot, Russell quickly reached the top of the mountain. The structure of the peak was strange. It wasn't a flat plateau but rather the gaping maw of a dark cave. If the cave hadn't been cleared out beforehand, its shadowy environment would have been extremely dangerous. However, the Association had installed numer...
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Hearing that they could move freely, Russell didn't hesitate. He summoned Pidgeot.
Seeing the great bird appear, Nancy Whitemore was surprised. "You made a second creature card so quickly?" She had assumed that, at most, Russell would have made a simple vehicle-type prop card.
Russell just shook his head slightly,...
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At the entrance of the Association branch, Russell stared blankly at the freshly printed "Flying Vehicle Driver's License" in his hand. The Association's efficiency was quite impressive. He had expected the process to take some time, but they had issued the license the moment his registration was complete.
Next, he head...
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Victoria Song's words were like dropping a bomb into the quiet classroom.
Liam Blake couldn't help but ask first, his voice filled with hopeful excitement. "Teacher, can all of us go?"
Victoria smiled and nodded. "Yes. This time, all twelve students in our key class will be able to enter this secret realm for prac...
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"Darren versus Nancy Whitemore!"
Following Victoria Song's announcement, both students stood up. Darren turned to Nancy, a smug look on his face. "I won't show any mercy just because you're a girl." Although Nancy's fox demon was strong, he was confident that his zombie was superior.
Nancy just gave him a gentle s...
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The next day arrived quickly. Victoria Song stood before the class, holding a sealed box containing twelve slips of paper, one for each student. After giving the box a thorough shake, she reached inside and drew out two slips.
"I will now announce the two students for our first test." She slowly unfolded the paper in he...
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The rest of the afternoon was spent in a story-editing class. Russell found himself yawning constantly, his mind still buzzing from the morning's events. He forced himself to pay attention; even though he had a vast library of stories in his mind from his past life, learning how to properly structure and adapt them into a car...
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Is there really such a good thing? The thought couldn't help but cross Russell's mind.
Principal Shepherd smiled and picked up a booklet from his desk. "Student Russell, as a reward from the school, you may choose any one of these materials. It will be delivered to your home after school today."
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Realizing the Cardmakers Association's intention to turn him into a poster boy, Russell quickly put on a humble smile and waved his hands. "No, no, I just did what anyone would do. I believe any well-educated citizen of the Daming Federation would have stood up in that situation."
That might not be the case,<...
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"New Metro First High, Russell," he said, breathing a sigh of relief as he saw the official insignia on the newcomer's uniform. It was a cardmaker from the Association.
The newly arrived cardmaker, a young man named Zephyr Flynn, looked at the corpses of the zombies scattered on the ground, his eyes wide with amazement....
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A shrill, high-pitched alarm pierced through the room, rattling Russell's nerves.
He rushed to the window. Everything outside was cloaked in a suffocating fog.
From within that haze—distant but unmistakable—came the sound of inhuman howls.
The emergency broadcast looped on the TV, its synthetic voice urg...
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Russell cleared off his desk and carefully laid out the three material cards and the blank template.
In this world, Cardmakers could forge many types of cards—Creature Cards, Equipment Cards, and more complex formats like Chain Cards and Legion Cards. But for Russell, those were distant dreams.
Today, he had a s...
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It was a scorching summer day in Nova Eden, deep within the residential sector of Harmony Hills.
Russell blinked awake, dazed and disoriented. The TV in the corner was still on, droning out a news report in a crisp, mechanical voice:
"Master-ranked Cardmaker 'Yama'—real name Byron White—has officially arrived ...
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In a world where power is measured by cards, only the strongest deck reigns supreme.
Russell, a die-hard anime fan, suddenly finds himself reborn in this strange, card-dominated universe. At first, he dreams of crafting legendary myth-tier cards like the greats before him—only to realize he doesn’t know this world...
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Chapter 54
"Wha—?! You're burning me alive! I almost turned into a rotisserie wing!"
Garfield's psychic shriek of outrage echoed in Groudon's ancient mind. The colossal creature quickly reined in the raging heat radiating from its body. The molten lava pooling at its feet began to th...
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Ethan took a dull, F-rank lower-grade Aura Core from his storage ring and placed it in the palm of his hand. It felt like a smooth, inert stone. He then took one of the cyan Aura Gathering Pills and, without a second's hesitation, tossed it into his mouth and swallowed.
The pill melted the moment it touched his tongue, ...
2025-06-29 14:13:33 +0000 UTC
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After parting ways with his friends, Ethan went straight home. The moment he walked through the door, he saw two ornate jade boxes placed on the living room table, their surfaces cool and polished. He immediately knew what they were. With a sense of anticipation, he opened them. Inside lay the natural treasures for repairing ...
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In the timeless, fractured reality of the Mirror Dimension, Aidan Parker lost himself to his studies. The normal cycles of day and night, of eating and sleeping, became irrelevant. The Ancient One would often bring him ancient, leather-bound tomes, their pages filled with the foundational knowledge of the mystic arts. In betw...
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Aidan's bio-suit flowed away from his body, retracting into the crimson Umbrella tattoo on his wrist. He stood in the center of the courtyard, breathing heavily but smiling, and looked at Mordo, who was shaking out his now-numb hand.
"Mage Mordo," Aidan teased, "you lack physical fortitude. How can you expect to be a pr...
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Bringing Fairytales to Hogwarts!
Since there would be a formal welcoming feast tonight, Professor McGonagall had written ahead to remind Viktor to report in formal attire.
The robes Viktor had purchased from Madam Malkin's weren't much different from his usual outfits—black cloak, black shirt, black tro...
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The Resident Evil film series had concluded its unprecedented, four-month theatrical blitz. In a sleek office overlooking the New York skyline, Yinsen stood before a massive holographic display, presenting the final numbers to Aidan via a secure comms link.
"The strategy was unorthodox, Aidan," Yinsen said, a w...
2025-06-28 18:18:07 +0000 UTC
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