Goblin Village - Dusk
The days bled into one another.
What once was a solitary madness had become a shared ritual of pain.
Lumberling wasn't alone in his brutal regimen anymore. Grokk, the towering Gnoll Bonehowler, joined him, day after day, night after night, each session a slow grind of flesh, muscle, and will.
They battered their flesh with stone, sprinted until collapse, and soaked in diluted poisons by moonlight. What had begun as reckless self-destruction now had shape. Purpose. Pattern.
And after months of failure, adjustment, and near-death experimentation…
They succeeded.
They forged the first layer of a new cultivation method. Crude. Brutal. Real.
They named it Bruteforge Body Cultivation Path.
Not born of Qi.
Not blessed by gods.
This power was forged, bone by bone, drop by drop.
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