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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · ファンタジー
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Another Mother-Son Relationship…

- New York City

In a building that formerly belonged to a major financial conglomerate, a completely new purpose had replaced it.

It was a castle in the most modern sense imaginable.

Though its function was less about the peacocking of some meaningless nobility, and instead focused more on efficiency.

Even now, there were well over a thousand occupants within the building, all working cohesively on one regime project or another.

On the top floor, in a window office high enough to touch the clouds, there was a lone man standing in a lavish office.

In his public persona, Arias typically wore bold white robes with gold insignia on them in the image of a rising sun.

But those clothes were ones he usually only wore for formal events and the like. 

In his free time, and even when he was working, Arias liked to keep things simpler whenever he was able. 

*Knock, knock, knock!*

"Come in, Carly!"