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Divine Emperor of Death

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." == Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! == Cover Title Edit credits goes to Hesreth! == English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. == Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far Other than this, I'm planning for individual mass releases as well but don't rely on it.

Stardust_Breaker · Fantasi Timur
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Encounter With Her Daughter

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In an ancient obsidian tower, there were as many as a dozen or fewer people gathered. High above, the ceiling arched into a perfect dome, intricately carved with constellations and cosmic patterns that shifted subtly as though alive, responding to the presence of the people below.

The walls of the chamber were lined with towering pillars. Between the pillars, massive windows of enchanted glass opened to the skies, offering a panoramic view of the swirling storm clouds and the distant execution stage below.

However, the people present didn't look through the window. Instead, they sat on a round table that seemed to be made from a single piece of rock. It went along well with the lines of turtle and ocean aesthetics. The round table was large, and its circumference accommodated all those who were seated comfortably.

The seats around it were also grand, although not as much as a throne.