Emily Wilson
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With Lord Dian now under the thrall of his newfound devotion to Master Daniel, I knew that I had a powerful tool at my disposal. He had become a willing and zealous servant of my master, ready to carry out any command in the name of the Heavenly Master. I watched as Lord Dian's eyes gleamed with fervour, and I could see the fanaticism burning within him. "Now, go forth," I instructed Lord Dian, my voice unwavering. "Spread the word of Master's greatness and gather as many disciples as possible…-
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Under the intoxicating influence of my devotion to my master, Daniel, I made my way towards those who was responsible for those Cultivators who had dared to insult him. Anger and obsession intertwined in my heart, forming a relentless storm of emotions that threatened to consume me entirely. Jestina had taken charge of the future disciples, and I trusted her to guide them for the moment since she's one of those whose devotion seems comparable to mine. But my singular focus now was on those pests…
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Rumours had been spreading like wildfire through the noble families of the city. Whispers of a charismatic woman named Makina who claimed to be the disciple of a mysterious master had reached the ears of the elite. The news had unsettled the noble families, for they held power and influence that they were not willing to share. Within their opulent estates, the nobles held a secret council, convened by Lord Cedric, the most influential among them. His face was etched with a deep frown as he…
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I met Jestina's tear-filled gaze with a soft smile, my heart brimming with joy at the sight of her family's miraculous recovery. The aura of power and transformation that surrounded me had subsided, leaving only a lingering sense of awe. "Jestina, what you've just witnessed is a glimpse of the power that my master, Daniel, has bestowed upon me," I explained gently, watching as she tried to make sense of the impossible. "But...this is beyond anything I could have imagined," Jestina stammered,…
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I never thought a day like this would come, and it's impossible for anyone to truly understand the depth of its significance. The changes my sister and I have undergone are beyond comprehension, and the debt I owe to my master, Daniel, feels insurmountable. It's as if a lifetime spanning countless millennia wouldn't even scratch the surface of what I owe him. My devotion to him knows no bounds; I'm willing to serve and adore him with unwavering fervour. Completing this mission he's entrusted me…
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After Makina's emotions had finally calmed down, she found herself gazing at Daniel with a new look in her eyes, a look that had never appeared before. "Makina, now that you have received the gifts from me, you're officially a disciple of the Heavenly Harem Sect," Daniel announced with a sense of warmth in his voice. Makina's response was immediate and filled with overflowing emotions, "Yes, Master." She had embraced her role as a disciple wholeheartedly, understanding the opportunities it…
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As time passed by, Makina began to comprehend the nature of the realm she found herself in. It was a place steeped in ancient power and lineage, and she realized that she was within the realm of the Bloodline of Hestia (???), a name whispered in reverence throughout the age, something that belonged to the Mythologies. Within this realm, the very essence of her being seemed to resonate with the ancient legacy of her lineage. It was as if the threads of destiny had woven her into the grand tapestry…
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As the gentle morning light filtered through the window, Makina's eyes blinked open. The events of the previous day had left an indelible mark on her consciousness, and for a brief moment, she wondered if it had all been a vivid dream. However, the reality of her surroundings quickly dispelled any doubt. The soft sheets beneath her fingers, the faint rustle of curtains in the breeze, everything was real. With a sigh, she pushed herself upright, her thoughts retracing the path that had led them…
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The aftermath of the onslaught of the 1000 cultivators had left a deep impact on Makina. The echoes of the clash reverberated in her mind, the sheer magnitude of Daniel's power having etched itself into her memory. She had borne witness to a display of strength that transcended her previous understanding. Words seemed inadequate to capture the essence of what she had seen and felt. Amidst the chaotic battlefield, Daniel's prowess had shattered the very foundation of their opposition.…
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The aftermath of Daniel's unexpected display left the air heavy with tension. The cultivators exchanged unsure glances, their confidence shaken by his dismissive laughter. It was as if their carefully constructed plan had crumbled before them, exposing their vulnerability. Makina's gaze darted between the leader and Daniel, her heart pounding. The energy on the battlefield was charged with uncertainty, a sense of uncharted territory. The leader's smugness had vanished, replaced by a furrowed…
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