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When I growup

*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~

SUPER_WEIRDO · Fantasie
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181 Chs

Trying to beat karma (slightly disturbing scenes~)

This son is a perfect blend of myself with his dark blue-black hair, his blue eyes and my full lips. The remainder was his father; three-dimensional features, the aloof, arrogant air, those perfectly shaped slightly slanted monolid eyes, the broad shoulders and tall stature. This son should be mortal, but it is clear that he has a Khaos-kin breath. That his form is a perfection that no mortals can never compare made me rather puzzled. 

"How is this even possible? The shell on earth was mortal, with genes that were..." my words trailed off. The shell was supposed to have died, but I still had married and... So then, where was my error in that creation? Was it that during our intercourse I had subconsciously... Wait! Is that even possible? Did we do a soul..? It is not possible, right?