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The Demon Lord and his Hero (BL)

When Demon Lord, Syryn Nigh'hart, found that he had gone back in time and turned into his child self, he had assumed to do better with his second life - commit smaller crimes, keep away from burning villages and inciting other demons, contribute to society, abide by most laws, you know? But then the hero, his old friend, had to fall in love with him and ruin his plans. "Goddess, I cannot take responsibility for your champion, Rowan Windwalker, getting bent. Please don't strike me down!" _______ #This story can get sus af (adults in kids' bodies forgetting their age or more like author forgetting it T^T) and is set in a fantasy world with different morals so please suspend your modern sensibilities and bear with the bull$hit. I can't with more comments throwing shade. I already know and I regret it so staph. #Characters are damaged and carry psychological baggage.Their relationships won't all be happy and lovey dovey till they've healed mentally # After like 150 chapters - Angst and Emotional damage.Your mental health may decline as the characters' mental health decline #Trigger warning for mentions of child abuse #World building #Demon Lord (shou/uke) is a shameless FLIRT#The Hero(gong/seme) is an extremely patient man for putting up with the demon lord's nonsense #Gay and sassy #Reformed and immature demon lord (but he's nice now okay. He isn't a psycho.) # MULTIPLE POTENTIAL LOVE INTERESTS I'm begging you please dont fall for the other guy cause some readers do be crying. Second male lead syndrome is real. #Slow burn Romance #Patience is needed#The cat is NOT the ML pls don't ask about the cat ಥ‿ಥ some of you are getting the wrong idea.#If You're commenting under the chapters, avoid using these words (harem, BL, porn, sex, lmao, sh*t, b*tch) that webnovel is blocking even though my book is rated 17+ ______________________________________________ Disclaimer: Cover art belongs to the original artists. If you're the artist, please let me know so I can credit/take down the image.

winterblossom · LGBT+
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"Syryn, do you take us for fools?"

"You do know that we can verify the results of your work so why are you lying?"

Syryn was done playing dumb. The avians had been allowed to sleep long enough and now, it was time for them to wake up to reality.

"Does anybody want to make a bet with me?" His violet eyes scanned the audience with anticipation for what was to come.

The curious avians wondered what Syryn was up to now. "What bet?" Someone asked.

"If my potions are judged to be better than his," he pointed to the other alchemist who was still busy brewing, "then I get your heart feathers. At least the ones of those of you who dare to bet with me." The twist of his lips drew an unfriendly smile that ridiculed the avians. "What do you say, avians?"

Nervous laughter echoed in the amphitheatre. The avians were feeling the anxiety begin to creep in. Heart feathers were precious things that could not be bought or traded for gold.