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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

QingDomCom · 奇幻
分數不夠
353 Chs

Trouble (2)

"You are correct, Your Eminence. I apologize again for my foolishness." The king raised his head once more while doing his absolute best to steel his mind. He'd been cursing in his heart for the past several weeks. Of all people the Deep could have sent, why did it have to be her? He had heard of her reputation from all the way out here. She was a cruel and mischievous child. They call her Cat because she likes to play with her food before she devours it. 

The king had been dreading this meeting the entire time. He had no idea how or when he would say the wrong thing and have his race and kingdom disappear from the annals of the Water Clan. All of Aquan may be washed with blood at a mere gesture from this deranged woman. He'd heard the stories over the years and felt great fear, but that was nothing compared to what he was facing now.