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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.

Dark_Scholars · LGBT+
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The Fourth Male Lead

Xaloc sighed. What is the use? If you stop the bad treatment of one slave, you have not done anything.

If a tree is rotten, you fix the root and not trim its branches or better still destroy the tree.

All Selene's action would cause is a bigger backlash on the slave girl. This way of thinking was just naive.

"You are right. Just like you can do with your slave as you will, I also can do to you what I will. It is only fair, isn't it?" Amir's gentle voice sounded amongst the murmurings in the tent.

The fat man's expression changed and he frowned. He was not a member of this small village but Corinth. He was a servant of the Temple of Apollo. Where had someone talked to him like this before?

Since the Fat Chief wasn't happy, he groped even more forcefully. Now, the slave girl could no longer bear the pain and uttered a groan.

"Mm!?" The Fat Chief frowned.

As the slave girl heard this sound, her entire body instantly went ice cold.