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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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Unraveling Determination

"So you're saying that Myria and I confessed to each other a few times, were inches away from kissing, only for me to be a stupid prick that pushed her away because she wanted to run away with my family and me to a safe place after abandoning you…?"

"Indeed~"

Fallen Heaven's voice crispy echoed in him.

But on the other hand, Davis was still on the mountain peak, staring into the distance. He was trying to imagine this scene Fallen Heaven described in his head but tried as he may, he was unable to imagine even with his creativity.

No matter how he imagined Myria to be by his side, he just couldn't imagine her becoming teary-eyed, all feminine with a cute, imploring voice, and stupid enough to suggest such a thing that they should run away, which she herself should know would lead to their quick deaths.

If it weren't for that, would there be any meaning in them cultivating so hard without stopping to enjoy the little bit of adventure they experience?