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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

Chilled Cola Cat · Urban
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Chapter 118: Sudden Enlightenment

"The great He..."

Ten-year-old Darren listened blankly as Aunt Irene recounted the events of the past.

He began with that stormy night filled with wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

When he heard that Aunt Irene and Uncle Chris had been captured by the evil cultists, Darren couldn't help but clench his small fists, and when the Lord of the Lost appeared to save them, his chubby face beamed with joy. He listened wide-eyed in surprise as his grandfather and father arrived in Nasir Town, eager to learn what happened next.

When his grandfather died because of the Rhea People, he finally clenched his podgy hands and shouted angrily, "The Rhea People are too bad! These guys are too evil!"

The rest of the story was more roughly told by Irene.

She saw that Darren was excited, his face flushed red, as if he was very happy and pleased to learn about a "heritage completely different from ordinary people."