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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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IT'S THIS KIND OF 'SITUATION'

SEEING the car, Reas had only realized then that his brother was actually driving a car.  He should have thought of that first when he saw Astrid sitting on the driver's seat.  But he was side-tracked by Astrid's request of meeting up with the general. 

But now that he knew that his brother was driving an unknown car with an unknown passenger, who might or might not be unconscious, he realized that this situation might probably be a bit more serious than he thought it was.

Just as he had that realization, the car finally landed.  The driver's seat opened and Astrid walked down.

Wulfric, who had been anticipating the landing of the car, focused all his gaze on the figure that walked out.  That slim frame, that soft black hair, and those uniquely shaped dark eyes – every feature just drew him to the other.  Like a moth to a flame.  Aster simply just had that effect on him.