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"It's said that he'll die a very slow and painful death. He's currently sick too so the curse needs to be broken for him to live." "For him to live and eventually. How divine," Dua mocked. "No," Belle corrected her. "He'll be immortal." Dua's face drained of its color, and Belle fought hard to suppress a chuckle. "So what's my role in all of this?" Dua asked. "You're the key to breaking His Majesty's curse. Your blood will break his curse." Belle answered. "And why am I the one? How do they know that I'm the key?" Dua asked next.

Keysha said earnestly. "You are wrong. Key, the woman who was supposed to be with Rey, has died, and I am the soul that fills the empty body of the woman Rey loves," Carissa thought. "I can't promise, because I don't know what God is planning for me, but one thing is clear: as long as I'm still entrusted with being with Rey, then I will do it," said Carissa. "I see, you've changed a lot now; for some reason, your character looks more friendly," said Keysha. Getting compliments like that made Carissa ask.

Totally beside me. The blood is too strong and intoxicating. It smells like someone has been butchered in the most crucial way. There is a rule for Alpha King. It’s better to kill yourself if you don’t want him to do it for you. The twist? He doesn’t only kill the body, he kills up until the soul of each person.

“YOU SUMMONED ME." I froze, my words dying in my throat as I slowly looked up. My eyes widened at the towering figure before me–skin red as coal and burning with fire that radiated heat even from afar. Seated atop a jagged obsidian throne that hadn't been there moments ago, was Thrakos. The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile.

Hope lit up within her eyes, she was expecting an answer from him, a good one at that. "I can't. I am the king of the underworld, not the king of the dead." At those words, she felt her heart drop. "Bringing back a soul means losing one too." Lucius added. She bore her eyes into his, looking for any sign that he lied, but no, he is serious. It is a soul for a soul. She can't do that for the happiness of her mother, can she? Should she commit suicide then? Jump off a bridge, perhaps? No, she can't, she doesn't have the guts to.

It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it. The advertisement script has a scene where the disciples decide to fight with the main character in the middle of heaven and earth, which requires a majestic scene and must have blue sky, water, and a vast desert, so the filming crew had to fly to another area to get the scene. The key actor in the advertisement is, of course, a big star, playing the role of The Demon King, and all the models left are just background actors, playing the roles of a few brazen people surrounding and attacking the main actor. This type of role that is completely background has no prospect for a modelling career, but fortunately, the job lasts q

His absence was felt immediately and I wish I had rather kept my mouth shut. "Indeed she isn't. I didn't bargain for two of you. Hell. I didn't know it was possible. But the love we share doesn't change the prophecy. It might even make it stronger. You were chosen for me. Mika was chosen for you. Thus we are all bonded as one. You will be my Killer Queen and she will be my Dewy Princess." He stated happily, his blue eyes drilling holes into my own. The intensity they held nearly kept my question at bay. Nearly. Julian crouched before me. "Princess?" I raised my brow at him, not knowing what he was implying.

He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate. Another growl from his beta caught his attention. All the chiseled muscles of his body were drawn painfully against the skin. His long blonde hair fell in a wild and furious cascade down his back and face. Drops of blood came from the small self-inflicted wounds on his lip. The open mouth releasing every last ounce of breath and the harshly closed eyes made the alpha uneasy.

Standing in the void, King Luther's pallid skin resembled snow while his immortal form radiated an ethereal brilliance. One might liken him to a deity awakening from eras past. His narrowed eyes gleamed with a murderous intent in response to the near-fatal slash he had just encountered. Employing a secret method, he forcefully harnessed the fleeting power of heaven and earth at the brink of demise, which allowed him to facilitate his regeneration. Though he had yet to succumb, King Luther—whose soul had been imbued into the projection—could keenly sense the mounting hostility of Bleurealm after he had extracted the power of heaven and earth. There seemed to be a strong force bearing down on

The center of the explosion was incredibly close to the three-headed silver python's stomach. Soul Sky was a storm god rank technique. With the help of his world avatar, its destructive capability rose even further! His Soul Burst Ring was the second level of Soul Sky. With the world avatar to bolster it, the destructive capabilities of Soul Burst Ring were incredibly close to the perfect level of Soul SKy!