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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.

Dark_Scholars · LGBT+
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The Massacre

Suddenly a dangerous feeling appeared, threading its way through Xaloc's skin. Xaloc could barely move, much less wake up.

He was sleeping and could only instinctively spread a net made of darkness and purple mist around himself. His divinity of night and sleep work hand in hand to camouflage him even tighter.

His action seemed to suck away his already worn-out Aether. Chaos raged around him but Xaloc gave no reaction, was still in deep sleep and felt nothing of the outside world.

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Xaloc's mind was a completely blank expanse, and he heard nothing while everything before him was an expanse of darkness.

Another short period of time passed, his vision grew slightly brighter, yet it was still completely blurred, and the voices that entered into his ears seemed to have become slightly louder, yet they seemed to be extremely far away from him, causing him to be unable to hear it clearly.