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Divine Emperor of Death

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." == Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! == Cover Title Edit credits goes to Hesreth! == English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. == Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far Other than this, I'm planning for individual mass releases as well but don't rely on it.

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Invited Into The Banquet

Outside the Alstreim Family, two groups looked at each other as they smirked.

"Oh my, what a coincidence. I didn't think the kind Everlight would be up to no good."

A melodious voice echoed of a mature woman in the skies as a forty-meter tall avian magical beast with an eighty-meter wide wingspan flapped her wings, bringing it with a tide of wind waves that appeared stormy yet fiery around her as tyrannical scarlet flames danced around her, adorning her feathers and even the flaming crest on her crown.

"I'm not the same as you. Actually, can you not talk to me? I have nothing to talk to a tyrannical bird like you, Quara."

A forty-meter tall wolf with white wings that possessed a wingspan of sixty meters flapped against the fiery winds, creating a hue of light that made the fiery winds fade into the light as they clashed. Neither seemed to give in as they swung disastrous winds that would burn a town into ashes at each other.