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Eternal Undying Chronicles

Starting life as a college student is hard, but not as hard as dying on your very first day. Ali Asad was just your average guy, ready to start fresh in a new city for college. But when he jumped into traffic to save a mysterious woman, his good deed got him killed—fast and painfully. Just when he thought it was game over, he woke up alive... sort of. Turns out, the woman he saved, Carrisa, had a few tricks up her sleeve. Now resurrected as an immortal being and renamed Alicarde, he’s thrust into a world of ancient power struggles, dark magic, and impossible expectations. Bound to Carrisa’s fate, Alicarde quickly learns that being immortal isn’t all it's cracked up to be. Instead of focusing on classes or meeting new friends, he’s dodging dangerous foes, navigating Carrisa’s high-stakes supernatural battles, and trying to figure out just what his role is in all this madness. All while struggling with the fact that he really didn’t sign up for any of this. Thrown into a fight for survival with powers he barely understands and a fate that’s now intertwined with Carrisa’s, Alicarde has to adapt fast—or risk dying all over again, this time for good. join discord https://discord.com/invite/5VVpgK9DUU

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Chapter 85: lady Killer

The night dragged on, seemingly endless, as Alicarde and Malefica meticulously sifted through the vast collection of data they had acquired from the government's databank. The two worked in focused silence, surrounded by stacks of documents and glowing screens.

Malefica had lent him her laptop, though he didn't consider it an act of kindness—she was simply putting him to work.

He briefly considered snooping through her computer for... personal information, but decided against it.

They categorized each file, cross-referencing names, locations, and crimes, gradually constructing an intricate web of corruption that stretched across the city's power structures. The room was lit by fluorescent light since Alicarde had complained about not wanting to strain his eyes looking at a glowing screen in the dark. The sound of turning pages and the occasional tap of Malefica's elegant fingers on the keyboard filled the room.