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Our Secrets Untold

Auteur: Yena_Mae
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Have you ever heard that as long as your alive, you should be thankful, that a lie. hecould still hear the laughs of joy and happiness, the trumpets of celebration, till he came. Vormatu, the Demon of endless suffering and pain, his greatest foe, he slaughtered Adam armies, burnt down his kingdoms and sold away his wife and daughters as whores to his demonic legions and made him watch as they ravaged them till death. he wished for death, he wanted death, he craved it, he lusted for it but it never came, centuries after centuries he made me watch as everything he ever loved, everything he ever built was destroyed. He cursed him with the greatest punishment, immorality, and he stayed millenias suffering under his rule, he forgot the feeling of joy, him forgot the feeling of happiness and all I knew was despair. he hated this world, he despised it but suddenly one day in this hell, he saw something, a miracle, everything was back to normal, time itself had been reversed. [Congratulations. The universe has grown to pity you and your existence, you have been gifted one more chance at life] [Is the user willing to forsake their humanity and awake their innate forbidden bloodline] [Yes]. [No] "Yes"Adam said [Congratulations. you have chosen to be a Primodial demon] [You have been chosen as a Candidate of the Despair System] [Go out there and show your enemies through Despair] Now watch as Adam rises through the ranks and cultivates the despair of his enemies

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The author stood still, her fingers frozen above the keyboard. "Why do you pursue me like crazy? What do you need from me?" He didn't answer, just looked at her with his solemn eyes, his black robe fluttering from a non-existent wind. "Why do you look at me like that? You're ridiculously handsome, okay, I know that. But I'm not that shallow! I can write you better than that, or worse, be warned!" The male lead kept looking at the author solemnly, but this time a barely noticeable grin of amusement had started to form on his lips. "You want more? You want a tragic love story, a tear-jerking hell of a past, growing up a desolate life with the thoughts of revenge the only thing driving you forward? You want trials and tribulations that you always escape unscathed, people loving you more and more, you becoming more vulnerable and small and thus more appealing? WHAT do you want? Get a life of your own, don't bother me!" It was apparent that the author's annoyance had reached a dangerous limit. The handsome prince suddenly dropped on all four, and started kowtowing to the author. While doing so, he dropped his saber as well, setting it just before his bowing head. The author suddenly noticed something, and cold sweat started forming all over her. The blade... it had stains of blood on it! He always cleaned it thoroughly. And she didn't remember writing about him slashing anyone lately! . . . [Note: This is my original work, not a translation or a fanfic. Inspired by living a boring life while having a annoyingly vivid imagination. I'll try to keep the updates regular, for now my goal is to release 2 chapters per week, though that may change in the future.]

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