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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 188 Great Fire

Karl gathered his invisible will high in the sky, feeling the fresh air of the surrounding night. He silently looked down upon Nasir Town, which was changing more and more.

"In a few decades, Nasir will become a city, and what changes will it undergo in hundreds, thousands of years later?"

At that time, who would still exist in this world?

The longer he existed in his current state, the more he found himself becoming indifferent. Mortals in the world would eventually pass away; that was an unchanging law since ancient times.

Then he shifted his gaze to Fischer Manor, observing the slightly tipsy Irene.

It was almost time.

Just one more year, and Irene would have exhausted all her lifespan. Her soul would return to his side, to fall into a long slumber afterward.

"Our meeting was the beginning of the story, Irene…"