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This Messenger Won't Fall Anymore

A messenger of the gods who keeps falling – how absurd, right? Don't all messengers typically sport majestic wings?" After witnessing something Atlas shouldn't have, he was condemned to an eternal fall. For over a millennium, he was trapped in the same relentless pattern: • Ascend to the zenith → Succumb to the allure of power • Plunge from grace → Meet a grisly end His duty as a divine messenger was both his raison d'être and the perpetual cause of his villainy. Without his celestial wings, he endured ceaseless falls. But now, unburdened, he has become the antithesis of a villain. He's merely cannon fodder, sharing the same fate. However, he's resolute that this time, he'll reach the summit without falling. And even if he should falter, a loyal companion shadows him across worlds, always there to catch him. So, he fell again and again, just for him. He's the only one he would fall for. Arc 01: Modern Era (10 Chapters)✔ Arc 02: High Priest (10 Chapters)✔ Arc 03: Reality Tv (18 Chapters)✔ Arc 04: Actor (13 Chapters)✔ Arc 05: Vampire (17 Chapters)✔ Arc 06: Ger (12 Chapters)✔ Arc 07: Ancient Era (14 Chapters)✔ Arc 08: Mafia (13 Chapters)✔ Dropped, may peek it up later. Warning R18. English is my fourth language. You might mistakes here and there. If you do, let me know and I'll fix them.

TheEmpressNing · LGBT+
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7.3 This messenger thanks you

Empress Ling looked at Atlas, her eyes full of undisguised anger. Not only is he late to celebrate their victory against the Yu state,  but he didn't even use her title.

Everyone fears her since the empress dowager died, as they should, and call her by that title. But the son of a whore, dared to act so rudely. Ling looked at her son Xiaoshu and he nodded.

Atlas looked at his eunuch and he poured him wine. He took a sip and licked his lips, enjoying the fruity taste. Everyone looked at him enthralled, including Yixin.

They already thought he looked beautiful when he walked in gracefully, despite being late, but now his eyes were misty and his lips red as blood.

His golden eyes were shining and he looked divine. Usually, Atlas wouldn't even be worth a look, but right now they felt like they weren't worthy to be looking at him.

They all stopped staring at him when Chaoyang stood up. He walked to the Emperor and bowed.