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There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!

Battered, injured, jaded and marvellously wreaked. Luis Lee was one of the powerful ability users during the chaotic time of the apocalypse but that was until he found himself reincarnated in a magical world full of hunks and gorgeously powerful moon elves.  At that moment he thought, "Let's live a slow slutty life, (b)itches!" These long-eared hotties needed him for something and the new moon elf lord was determined to do nothing. However, an obnoxious system was added into the mix saying that he is reincarnated in a world of a book. System administrator: This world will usher an Apocalypse after a decade. So enjoy your stay (b)itch. Few days old moon elf lord: Will I ever get a proper rest? A story of a perverted soul who just wanted to get laid starts now. Author's Note: Bearers are another gender of the moon elves. They have PP but has the ability to 'bear children'. This concept is practically like an omegaverse- minus the heat. This is my first ever novel. :) The book cover is a commissioned art made by Kanl Art. Paid by the Author using all the love that the beloved readers gave to this book! Hihihi! Do not use without Author's permission. Contact me @ https://discord.gg/M6N3nDkA

Imsuperberbs20 · LGBT+
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240 Chs

The Stench Of A Rival (2)

A deadly silent trip that happened after that. The group of eight plus an unexpected add-on that goes by the name of Ali, rose the majestic serpentine dragon to go to the Middle Circle.

They slither through the woods of the Outer Circle. It won't be that long until they reach the border of the two woodlands.

Ilian was frowning. Xagrien has a chilling glint in his eyes. Together with Nicol who's got a dead expression on his face, all three of them sat to put distance between the moon elf lord and Ali.

'Why does it feel like the air is dangerous?' Olyn innocently wondered as he sat beside the moon elf lord. 

But he didn't bother to ask. He is busy attending to the needs of his lord.

"Would you like to wear some cloak, My lord?" Olyn asked Luis, ready to prop open his satchel that contains things for his lord.

They are whizzing through the forest as if they are riding a motorbike with nothing but thin clothes on.