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Atlantis: The Twilight of the gods [BL]

Please check out my other works; Resolving My Ex-Fiance's Obsessions (Bl) The To Do List . . Xaloc's emotions did not fluctuate much, remaining calm even when his grandmother revealed herself to be Nyx, the goddess of the Night and hastily whisked the entire family to Shangri-La, the paradise of the gods. He remained calm even as he sneaked away to Atlantis to find his missing grandfather. But in Atlantis, Xaloc would not only find his missing grandfather, but he would also discover a world so dark and filthy that it would shatter his moral compass, forcing him to seek strength by all means necessary and do everything to come out on top. His path has been predestined, that is till he met Jamal. To Jamal, a transmigrator, the beginning of wisdom was the art of staying away from danger and he intended to follow it to the letter. However as he gets to know Xaloc, a thought came unbidden into his mind. Perhaps he could save the murderous villain. **** Excerpt Rule number two. Play with your hair…. Jamal suddenly stood up and Xaloc smiled as he twirled his hair behind his ears. Jamal moved over and gently touched his apprentice's hair. He brushed down the unruly soft hair before tying it into a low ponytail with a hair band... At least now, Xaloc's long hair would stop disturbing his reading, as a person with long hair, he understood the pain of controlling it. The smile on Xaloc's face instantly disappeared. The second rule did not work, it was a scam. It seems like seducing Jamal might not be as easy as he thought. Cowardly and always acting gong × Cold and determined shou __ PARTICIPATING IN THE WSA2022 COMPETITION# #Book cover not mine, gotten from Pinterest to be taken down at the artist's request.

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It was pitch black, and Xaloc felt the threatening pressure from the loud growls of the beasts that were chained in different cages. Some slammed their bodies on the cages as they made threatening noises, their eyes filled with ginger and brutality.

It was daunting.

It was not just the beasts, there was also the intense coldness which continuously roiled out from up ahead.

It seemed to become colder and colder the more he walked ahead. Not to mention that there was no end in sight.

A psychological attack? A smile appeared on Xaloc's face. If the tunnel was more ordinary with the end in sight perhaps he would think twice but since it was like this, he was only more sure that the key to leaving here lay at the end of the tunnel.

He walked faster and faster. He moved onward till he was about two hundred meters in. He stopped momentarily, picked one of the parts of the beasts in his bag and smeared the blood on the wall. His hands shook and he frowned.