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The World Where I Must Hide My Transmigrated Identity

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When he selected a character in a new game, he never expected to wake up inside the game world, occupying the character's body. Here, strength flows like rivers. A person can become a cultivator by unlocking their Chakra core. The world looks so mysterious, like out of a fairy tale book. Unbeknownst to him, the world hides a darker side, where demons and beasts roam around and slaughter people. But it was fine, he thought he simply needed to get stronger. But it all changed when he found out every possessed person is hunted and killed. Now he must hide his identity to survive in this world. Author Note: This is my first time writing a novel, so there may be mistakes along the way. Please be patient with me! Let’s follow Clyde's journey together as he explores this mysterious world of chakra, demons, and hidden identities on why he was transmigrated and finds his way back home.
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