Poison God's Heritage
"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...
Shatter
My lips scowled in disgust at my kowtowing self. What do I owe them? They are nothing but self-centric bastards who deserve not a single coin. They were provided everything since their birth. I worked hard for them to live a good life, and this is how they treat me.
Before my thoughts got any further, I shook my head and smiled. So, this is what they call a heart demon? I see.
The reality of my life, the choices I made, and the paths I did not take all converged in this moment. The heavens were showing me the what-ifs, the could-have-beens, and the alternate fates that lay just out of reach. They were testing my resolve, my understanding of my journey, and my acceptance of the life I had carved out for myself.