Ghosts of Desire

Stability and World Building 3* since it's new. Ultimate cultivator trying to reach peak, dies instead, then reincarnates into his young self in another timeline. Uses his own cultivation technique from his past life in this new one, which is way better by the way, and surpasses everyone in cultivation. For those who likes a-hole MC's because they are OP and looks down on everyone, then this is your jam. But this novel does it better than any others out there. Imagine, you're someone who practices an elite martial art and time travels to cave man days, guess who's gonna win? This MC doesn't give two fux about anyone, except for dad of course, and just destroys and kills, like Terminator on steroids. And that's it...dude slays. The reason I gave it low stars? I'm not into these kinds of MC'S but for those who do, you might like this one. Verdict: 50/50, depends on your taste.

I'm really not a good explainer but I'll say that i trust in imbreak and am sure this will turn out to be nice if not awsome. so do give it a try. I've read his previous FF's and they're all super, so yeah....

I finished reading the first 3 chapters. Got to say I like the self-awareness of the MC in the beginning, very easy to follow with the pacing that I think is good on how you pulled it off. A well thought out backstory with said that the MC knows his position and he understands his placement in his old world then suddenly being transported into somewhere he doesn't know is quite surprising for me at least.

The worst novel I have ever read. It was written for a 3rd grader girl. Seriously. Why does this novel have so many 5 stars? Chapter is magically OP, no character development, the chapters are like 2 paragraphs each. Trash trash trash.

Can you continue to write the stories are good I can read the characters please please continue to write this story thank you

"Who am I?" The man spoke nonchalantly before his expression sharpened into one of seriousness. "I'm sure Aizen must have told you by now."

I attempted to make a sound, to talk to them, but all I could do was make a sound similar to that of a cow. No, it was the sound of a cow. I narrowed my vision the best I could, but it seemed my legs weren't able to carry my weight all just yet. After a little resting after all this, I believe I can pick myself up. So I'll just rest here.

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