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Villain: Rebirth of the Primordial Evil

“Little man, remember these words. Evil is an art, beautiful because natural. Rage, love, hatred, they’re all embellishments. Evil, at its truest, needs no reason beyond the pursuit of self-gratification.” When the powerhouses of the Demon Realm sacrifice a broken boy in an ancient forbidden ritual, they succeed in materializing humanity’s darkest aspects, strengths, abilities, emotions, and desires in the form of another boy, the Incarnation of Evil: Huan Yi. But while the successful incarnation of the prophesied Demon Child should have sparked the revitalization of the Demon Realm, when Huan Yi rejects the Demon Realm’s hopes and expectations to embark on a quest to find the three missing Primeval Tools, the lords of the Demon Realm realize that the ritual had malfunctioned. The Demon Child was…incomplete. Equipped with the Manuscript of Forbidden Secrets and the ability to control Karma, will Huan Yi mature into the overlord needed by the Demon Realm to conquer Heaven, or will he fall to the Righteous Path experts’ attempts to convert him into their very own savior? Join him to find out. Author Alert: This story was written by a wonderful psychopath, for wonderful psychopaths. You've been warned.

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Relics of Creation: Trikaya Sutra!

In a distant and sparsely populated planet of the Celestial Realm, two figures stood on top of a mountain peak, watching a projection of Huan Yi's ascension as the new master of the Three Realms.

One was a white-haired youth with a striking pair of sky-blue eyes, and the other, a tall man with dark-green hair and emerald pupils. But though both had the slit pupils of the dragon race, the nature of their bloodlines stood on opposite ends of the spectrum—divine for the former and demonic for the latter:

The Virtuous Monarch and Qiongqi. 

"Qiongqi, you've received Yuanqi's blessing and mastered the Eye of Fatian. Your battle-prowess is no longer inferior to Xingtian—likely even higher. So why didn't you try to assist Shiyuan in cornering the Primordial Evil? Could it be that you're still clinging on to past affection?" Sitting on the edge of the mountain peak with one arm resting on his thigh, the Virtuous Monarch asked.