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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

Chilled Cola Cat · 都市
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547 Chs

On-Shelf Note: A New Year's Letter to Readers

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2012-2018, the Confused phase.

The first time I uploaded a novel, the sentences weren't even divided into paragraphs, there were sentences that didn't flow everywhere, but the act of writing novels filled me, then a high-schooler, with joy.

I wrote tens of thousands of words in two consecutive books, and because no one read them and they only had single-digit collections, I cut them off. The third book I wrote, titled "The Greatest Demon Lord's Royal Chef," finally got me a contract.

My editor at that time, Sharp, told me a lot, like asking me to stabilize my updates.

"I'm a student, I can't stabilize"

"Alright."

High school was busy, and soon my book was discontinued. In my first year of college, I pursued a fulfilling life but found it meaningless and completely out of place.