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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · Fantastique
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#R18
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#OVERPOWERED
#TRANSMIGRATION
#APOCALYPSE

|| Chapter 408 || Breached

Clack...

Clack...

Clack...

Within the silent hallways, where the daylight touched the polished floor reflecting every figure who'd walk upon it, a man with long silvery hair, swaying on his back in every step, walked as expressionless calm filled his beauteous face. With a closer look, one would be so curious of what thoughts crowded his mind. The young man's silver eyes dimmed. 

In truth, many things crammed his head that he couldn't think of anything at all. All that echoed were recollections of the serious discussion his eldest brother had with the sentinels. And he, the one who broke through one of the prisoners minds, uncovering their secret, stood at the center of all their interrogating questions and demanding voices. A weary sigh escaped the youth's mouth.