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Heavenly Opposers

Manipulation... How would someone feel if their life was completely manipulated to the end? How would it be when everything from the moment of your birth to the end of your life is completely under the control of another? How much worse would it be that not just one, but all the lifetimes you have lived, be manipulated? Xiao lived two lives. In the first, he lived as the villain and died as one—a beautiful villain that made no impact on the real story whatsoever. Then he lives again in a different world, just to come back to his first. Doesn't that mean he can rewrite his mistakes? Doesn't that mean he could be great this time? But what if this was the goal from the very beginning? What happens when Xiao finds this goal and escapes his fate? What if the puppet escapes the puppeteer's hands, reshaping destiny, fate, and karma? What if this former plaything becomes the ultimate threat to causality itself? Witness as Xiao compels both the living and the departed to chant his name... Until the very cosmos quakes in awe of his might and fear of his name......

Chaosking · Action
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Chapter 182-Second Shadow.

The object kept flowing around in the great viscous liquid, its body completely black, with no fixed form as the abomination moved around freely.

'The Devourer of Realm, ranked 17th in the catastrophe ranking.'

Azrail thought as he looked at the calmly moving thing in front of him, this was the thing that made the future Nayan a terrible enemy, one that swallowed up several realms, taking their form, power, and abilities. The peak of artificial creation.

"Tell me."

Azrail demanded, and Nayan complied, his eyes shining with a feverous desire as he looked at the large container, starting to speak.

"I call it the Devourer, I created it from the greatest anger I carry in my heart, a being capable of taking other beings' power, lineage, strength, everything..."

"You based it on the past history myths of humans stripping away talents from their great rulers?"

Azrail said, and Nayan nodded his head.