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AZI: Burial of a Selfish Lunatic

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.

YatogamiSakuya · ファンタジー
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AZI Volume 4 Chapter 12

"…"

*Pah!* hearing a sound—that is akin to the noise made when fingers are snapped, a discomforting heat wells up in Long Hua's body, causing his skin to redden.

Amidst this discomfort, his tightly clenched hands flow with blood, as his fingernails dig into his palms.

At the same time, the faint scale patterns—that are located at his right shoulder blade begin to turn clearer, while also showing signs of gradually expanding pass their original location.

"…!"

Shutting his eyes tightly, Long Hua grits his teeth.

There are seemingly several hands inside of his body moving about—in an attempt to rearrange the location of his organs and bones, molding him into a different lifeform that isn't human.

"…"

Opening his hands, Long Hua felt his nails elongate and expand in volume. Although he cannot see what they looked like at this time, they probably resemble the claws of a beast more than a person.

*…! …! …!* protruding from his back are the bone spurs of his spine, and with each one that pops outwards, a tremor would run throughout Long Hua's body.

"…"

Trails of blood flow from the opened areas on the back, and from his mouth—where his fangs have sharpened, and lengthened themselves to pierce into his lips.

...…

"…"

Observing the changes that are happening to Long Hua's body—from within the dreamscape, the Tai Xuan Emperor narrows her eyes with a frown.

A normal person would already be screaming, and driven insane by the amount of pain that they are forced to endure—under this grotesque transformation of the bones.

Despite how silent Long Hua is at this time, he is rotating the Tranquil Heart Incantation to its limit to maintain a composed state of mind. In fact, with how fierce this incantation is being rotated, it is starting to show signs of making a breakthrough.

"This curse… He mentioned evolution."

Contemplating about the concept of evolution, the Tai Xuan Emperor's frown deepens.

(There are a myriad number of worlds in this vast universe, and with it, there are a myriad number of species. There's no way to know which species is considered the strongest, but all of them share a commonality. They only got to the point that they are at—through the process of evolution. By eliminating the weak within their gene pool, and keeping those with traits—that are a better fit for survival around, the survivors gradually created a pack. From there, these packs would compete against packs of different sub-species until a single pack became the dominant leader. It's not very different from ancient practitioner households, where they take in the foreign blood of peerless talents into their own bloodline—to breed a stronger set of descendants.)

The saying that a fine teacher would be able to mentor a fine student, can also be applied onto bloodlines, where a fine bloodline that merges with another bloodline of similar quality—would ultimately end up creating a more powerful bloodline that will surpass the previous generation.

(And yet, here is a curse capable of overwriting this common practice. It forcefully triggers an evolution in its bearer, molding the bearer towards a greater level of perfection. But… Who is it that deems the resulting evolution to be perfection?)

Forced to turn her attention back to Dao He Tian Xue, an expression of unpleasantness appears on the Tai Xuan Emperor's face.

(Surnamed *, Dao He Tian Xue—being your shizun may have contributed to your growth during your previous life, but even then, you demonstrated a level of talent that befits the scion of an ancient household that had existed since time immemorial. Now, you say that you'd even devour this curse. Many would say that you possess far too many traits—that would allow you to become an individual that others can only choose to look up to, and if you were allowed to grow to your full potential in this life…)

Closing her eyes, the Tai Xuan Emperor heaves a sigh.

(Truly befitting of the status that my world would call the Chosen Child of the Heaven.)

As Tai Xuan Emperor, she had once been the ruler of a colossal planet, and was one of the major decision makers of her homeland. However, in terms of talent, and fated opportunities, even she must admit that she pales in comparison to Long Hua, and that is what makes her covet the latter's body.

If she is able to possess Long Hua's body—that has been thoroughly tempered by all the fated opportunities that he has access to, the Tai Xuan Emperor has no doubt in her mind that she would be able to stomp the other rulers of her homeland beneath her feet.

(Ai, a pity, really, with how prideful surnamed * is, I doubt he'd be able to access all the opportunities that he is fated to acquire. Someone will surely end him before that. Once he is at death's door, that is when I will be able to reap all the benefits. Until then, I need him to collect as much resources for me as possible.)