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“So, you… was it a wedlock?” Austin shook his head. “No.” He unlatched her hands and laid next to her. “I was born years later. And I was more of a have to.” Agatha turned to her side and looked at him. “What do you mean?” “You see, each time they die and reincarnated he kept going after what doesn’t belong to him. Fighting against what shouldn’t be. Fighting against the better gods.” “Like the Moon Goddess.” He nodded his head, saying yes. “And he slowly became more and more darker.”

'Seems like I really need to discuss with the goddesses later. Discarding those disturbing and, seeing as he was himself reincarnated, rather hypocritical thoughts, he put back his attention to Lilith. So far the date seemed to go well, he had managed to see more of this world, who was weirdly more developed than it thought thanks to what was known as magitek.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess. Chapter 1: The Child Without a Name (Part I) In the Celestial Realm, every divine birth was an event of cosmic celebration. When a god or goddess welcomed a new life into being, the massive Pillars of Heaven would groan as they etched the newborn's name into eternal stone. Sacred, resonant bells would ring across every divine territory, and rivers of liquid golden light would flood the skies for seven days and seven nights, signaling to all of creation that another immortal soul had taken its place in the cosmos.

Zane questions Lucia. "There used to be 8 other people who assisted the reincarnated hero. But they were either killed or deserted the hero as the war against the Demon Lord continues to kill and destroy lives," Lucia explained. "It was told in a myth that every 100 years, the Demon Lord would resurrect and try to destroy the world." Lucia further added. "That means the Demon Lord got stronger as time progresses, If that's the case," Zane hypothesized. "You're correct," Lucia bluntly confirmed.

It had golden armor on its body, and a blood-red sword in its hands, looking like a war god ready to fight against the world. Tsarayu had never known about anything like this happening before. There was nothing like it written in any of the books Tsashi had read. But Tsarayu thought that maybe it was because of his cultivation technique. Tsarayu thought that it was even better if he had a unique Martial soul as there might be some benefits to it. "Putting aside its armor and sword, what is more, confusing is its looks. I thought it would look more like me since now my soul is in Tsashi, but it still looks like him?" Tsarayu looked as if he was talking to himself.

The soil recovered incrementally. All of it real. All of it his to work with, regardless of whether the novel had predicted it. He stood and walked to the field where soil had turned from grey to brown. It was darker now, more brown than grey, spreading beyond the initial recovery zone as the grid's redistribution continued. A month ago he had been reading a w******l in Seoul, falling asleep with a story about a villain's forgotten son who died in Chapter 3. Now he was that son, reincarnated, operating in a world that resembled the novel but was not identical to it, building something that the novel had never described because the novel had never imagined he would survive long enough to buil

This time, it actually worked. I became bound to her. Anything that could harm her body would be transferred to me and amplified a hundred times over. In my last life, she used that power to become rich. But not long after I died, the flowers lost their effect. She was quickly replaced by other streamers, and her popularity crashed. With no other options, she started faking eating content, but obsessive fans exposed her. Some extreme followers kidnapped her and forced gallons of pepper-infused liquid down her throat. She died on the spot.

“You will live five hundred deaths repeatedly, and when you eventually pass on, your soul will not be allowed into Xamnir’s, or Kai’s, plain. You’ll be sent to the firepit as a slave of Raerin, God of the Underworld and father of the Wolf Goddess, Tiarin.” I knew it came with a catch, and why wouldn’t it? This is a powerful weapon and can kill any supernatural creature, even a God. So what exactly did I expect? “I’ll do it; I’ll kill Stefan,” I say, looking over at my brother, who seems shell shocked. “Kon-”

Hearing Xiao Chen’s harsh words enraged the soul; a young man who hadn’t even reached the god level was truly daring to speak to him that way. This was indeed the first time he’d heard such a thing firsthand—in his entire life, he’d never heard anyone dare to speak to him like that. Xiao Chen’s eyes narrowed as well; though the soul was dead, its aura remained strong, but he wasn’t afraid to kill what remained of this dead person’s soul. The Sword of the Four Ancient Beasts emerged; even though it was only a soul, that didn’t mean Xiao Chen couldn’t use the sword to fight. And slowly, Xiao Chen’s body also released a terrifying aura. That aura suppressed the aura of the dead soul, which was

My voice shook as I spoke. "Miss, you were involved in an accident with your older brother five days ago." He answered me calmly. Five days ago. I was involved in an accident with my brother. My brother! Isn't he supposed to be dead? Yeah... He died like two years back before I got married... My voice trailed off in my head. It was a circuit got burnt instantly in my head. I thought I had figured out everything but it was far from what I had figured out. I had been reborn.