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Atlantis: The Twilight of the gods [BL]

Please check out my other works; Resolving My Ex-Fiance's Obsessions (Bl) The To Do List . . Xaloc's emotions did not fluctuate much, remaining calm even when his grandmother revealed herself to be Nyx, the goddess of the Night and hastily whisked the entire family to Shangri-La, the paradise of the gods. He remained calm even as he sneaked away to Atlantis to find his missing grandfather. But in Atlantis, Xaloc would not only find his missing grandfather, but he would also discover a world so dark and filthy that it would shatter his moral compass, forcing him to seek strength by all means necessary and do everything to come out on top. His path has been predestined, that is till he met Jamal. To Jamal, a transmigrator, the beginning of wisdom was the art of staying away from danger and he intended to follow it to the letter. However as he gets to know Xaloc, a thought came unbidden into his mind. Perhaps he could save the murderous villain. **** Excerpt Rule number two. Play with your hair…. Jamal suddenly stood up and Xaloc smiled as he twirled his hair behind his ears. Jamal moved over and gently touched his apprentice's hair. He brushed down the unruly soft hair before tying it into a low ponytail with a hair band... At least now, Xaloc's long hair would stop disturbing his reading, as a person with long hair, he understood the pain of controlling it. The smile on Xaloc's face instantly disappeared. The second rule did not work, it was a scam. It seems like seducing Jamal might not be as easy as he thought. Cowardly and always acting gong × Cold and determined shou __ PARTICIPATING IN THE WSA2022 COMPETITION# #Book cover not mine, gotten from Pinterest to be taken down at the artist's request.

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Depths of Gloom

Xaloc screamed as his mind was invaded by the memories of the god whose bones he had ingested.

resplendent palace made of precious stone. Each pillar was made of gold, its level of craft staggeringly high.

Wearing gorgeous dresses, a group of beautiful and seemingly good-natured beauties shuttled around the palace. Powerful looking animals roamed the skies.

The images changed in fast motion. The god, his adventures, his lust, his hatred, his desires and finally his death.

Countless figures appeared in the skies above. Streams of light shot out as gods fought against monsters and giants. The streams of light were beautiful to behold; however, when they descended upon the lands, they caused the lands and mountains to be decimated as golden blood fell to the ground.

The memories were that of a God that had lived for aeons and then swarmed into his head, threatening to consume him, to devour him and his sense of self.