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Heavenly Opposers

Manipulation... How would someone feel if their life was completely manipulated to the end? How would it be when everything from the moment of your birth to the end of your life is completely under the control of another? How much worse would it be that not just one, but all the lifetimes you have lived, be manipulated? Xiao lived two lives. In the first, he lived as the villain and died as one—a beautiful villain that made no impact on the real story whatsoever. Then he lives again in a different world, just to come back to his first. Doesn't that mean he can rewrite his mistakes? Doesn't that mean he could be great this time? But what if this was the goal from the very beginning? What happens when Xiao finds this goal and escapes his fate? What if the puppet escapes the puppeteer's hands, reshaping destiny, fate, and karma? What if this former plaything becomes the ultimate threat to causality itself? Witness as Xiao compels both the living and the departed to chant his name... Until the very cosmos quakes in awe of his might and fear of his name......

Chaosking · Ação
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301 Chs

Chapter 114-Death..........

"Yo, bro, do you know where I am?" Xiao asked as he looked at the huge being in front of him, his looks reminding him of the grim reaper that takes the life of the dead. A minute of silence sustained after Xiao's question before which the being's head turned downwards, all Xiao could see was darkness inside the cloak, yet for some reason once again he felt no fear.

"A Gravewalker?" A surprised voice that was heard from every direction filled Xiao's mind, the voice was hard yet soft, a combination of contradiction.

"Yup, that's me alright, the name Xiao," Xiao replied, looking directly at the being, its height causing him to raise his head, not a hint of fear filling him, death had long lost its power upon him.

"So what's your name?" Xiao asked, trying to bring up a conversation in a land of darkness.

"My name?" The being spoke in confusion, it had forgotten the last time its name was spoken about, for it had no true name, for it is Death itself.