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Atlantis: The Twilight of the gods [BL]

Please check out my other works; Resolving My Ex-Fiance's Obsessions (Bl) The To Do List . . Xaloc's emotions did not fluctuate much, remaining calm even when his grandmother revealed herself to be Nyx, the goddess of the Night and hastily whisked the entire family to Shangri-La, the paradise of the gods. He remained calm even as he sneaked away to Atlantis to find his missing grandfather. But in Atlantis, Xaloc would not only find his missing grandfather, but he would also discover a world so dark and filthy that it would shatter his moral compass, forcing him to seek strength by all means necessary and do everything to come out on top. His path has been predestined, that is till he met Jamal. To Jamal, a transmigrator, the beginning of wisdom was the art of staying away from danger and he intended to follow it to the letter. However as he gets to know Xaloc, a thought came unbidden into his mind. Perhaps he could save the murderous villain. **** Excerpt Rule number two. Play with your hair…. Jamal suddenly stood up and Xaloc smiled as he twirled his hair behind his ears. Jamal moved over and gently touched his apprentice's hair. He brushed down the unruly soft hair before tying it into a low ponytail with a hair band... At least now, Xaloc's long hair would stop disturbing his reading, as a person with long hair, he understood the pain of controlling it. The smile on Xaloc's face instantly disappeared. The second rule did not work, it was a scam. It seems like seducing Jamal might not be as easy as he thought. Cowardly and always acting gong × Cold and determined shou __ PARTICIPATING IN THE WSA2022 COMPETITION# #Book cover not mine, gotten from Pinterest to be taken down at the artist's request.

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Arion, High Priest of The Temple of Apollo

In a large room that was ornately decorated, a blond-haired man knelt in front of an altar. His attractive face would make one swoon but not one of the thirteen priests surrounding him dared to sneak a lot at his expressions. The smile on his face showed inconceivable piety that bordered on maniacal worship. With only a dim source of light around, he almost didn't look human, prompting reverence in everyone that saw him.

A bell rang and the altar boy kneeling by the side of the altar proclaimed in a loud voice, "Everybody bow!" All fourteen priests bowed down, their heads banging on the floor with a loud thump. 

After the last bow, Arion, the blonde-haired high priest of the temple of Apollo stood up and lit a candle, hovering the scroll above it until it was burned into ashes. His expression was full of pure worship.