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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 · ファンタジー
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469 Chs

|| Chapter 155 || The Darkening Skies the

"Do you wish to be free from it?"

"Are you an... Oracle?" Was Moulin's first words to the elder naga.

The darkening of his tone could be perceived as he spoke. There was a sliver of suspicion in those striking silver eyes as they laid on the calm figure of the elder female.

The woman smiles when Moulin ignores her question. Her beaded neck made a sound as she shook her head. 

"Oracles speak to entities... I am not one. Derived of the will to do so because I treasure my people more than those spirits." She explained. "But I can determine a person who had suffered when I see one..."

"You think I had suffered?" Moulin frowns. "Pain is  part of living." He shakes his head as he moved to turn around. "I've had enough of people telling me what I need to foresee in the future and what must be done to save myself..."