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Divine Emperor of Death

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." == Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! == Cover Title Edit credits goes to Hesreth! == English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. == Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far Other than this, I'm planning for individual mass releases as well but don't rely on it.

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Alone

In another, possibly distant location, Myria stepped out of the spatial vortex, raising her hand to see blood slightly spraying from her severed wrist. She remembered amidst the unfurling whistling winds, slicing through the air like blades, a sharp blade of wind sliced her hand at the wrist before Davis was absorbed into the spatial vortex he deployed through crushing the life-saving spatial talisman.

Myria couldn't help but heave a breath. Only she had seen this occur.

'What was that peculiar wind blade? It was more powerful than the others and came in our direction as though wanting to separate us, severing my hand before we could enter the spatial vortex. Is fate so skewed for us like this, acting to decrease chances of survival when in danger?' Myria wondered.