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Born in Blood

His mother died when she gave birth to him, his father a physically abusive alcoholic. Life is not kind to Darius King. Darius would have dreams of being in a world of magic, but alas, his dreams would always end. He hated life, and life hated him, so he ended both his and his father's. When reincarnating into a peasant-like lifestyle as Liam, in the town of Ucladd, Darius realizes he has entered the world of cultivation! With his ambitious, ruthless, and curious nature combining into one, he paves a bloody path to power. Shifting his gaze from the Earth towards the Sky, nothing will stop him on his path for strength. "I will touch the stars... or die trying." ==================== Note: NO R-18, R**e, Romance or pre-marital handholding. I take no pleasure in writing such things. There's a bunch of killing and gruesome descriptions though. The novel is a bit slow in the first chapters, but after that, it picks up and gets significantly better. Also, the power system is similar to BotDS, but I've asked the author for permission to use it. It's also heavily inspired my writing, but the beginning is where its most prevalent. Discord: due to spam bots joining, the server is invite only. My discord tag is: covidcandy I welcome criticism and feedback with open arms, as long as it's actual advice. Note, if your review has any spoilers without the spoiler tag, I will have to delete it. One last note, if you're going to, please don't buy privilege by the end of the month since it'll reset at the starting of every month. Art is not mine - source: no clue. Please comment if you want me to take it down.

CovidCandy · Fantasy
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Challenger

The person who arrived at the same floor as them was none other than the Queen of Echoria herself.

She wore an eye-dazzling, graceful white dress made from silk-like threads that covered her shoulder to ankle, leaving her sparkling, shin-height silver hair in full view.

Her icy silver eyes half-drooped, as though everything was uninteresting and not worth her time.

A tiny golden crown sat on the top of her head, glistening like the priceless treasure it was. 

Her presence overwhelmed the room. Some people just didn't know how to react, averting their gazes while sneaking glances at her direction.

Quite frankly, the dress itself was not that special. 

It was Her Majesty's natural beauty that seemed to enamor the eyes. 

No one dared to approach. 

A moment later, she entered a rose-like booth that separated her from the masses, reserved only for crystal ribbons. A maid entered with her, and a curtain closed behind them.