Grace Martin
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"The answer to your question is simple. But it isn't something that can be casually told." The Water Celestial promised Damien, "I will tell you about it when you grow up and become more sensible and strong." "I understand," Damien said, not nagging him to give him an answer like someone his age should have. He was young, but he had been through a lot. Even a person who has one foot in the grave wouldn't dare say that they faced as many tribulations and tragedies as him. So he was quite sensible for…-
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"Yes." The Water Celestial replied to Damien. "This God is your grandfather." The Water Celestial was looking at Damien with a gentle gaze. Damien seemed extremely interested in him. His eyes reflected the handsome man's face, and curiosity burned in them like two little balls of fire. "Why?" Noticing his gaze, the Water Celestial smiled at him, "Are you surprised to know that you have a grandpa as powerful as me?" The Water Celestial might be smiling, but his heart was in pain. Never before had they…
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What Damien expected didn't happen. He didn't lose his head at the hand of Marty, the vice-leader of the rebels. Instead of that, a wizened voice belonging to a man rang in his ears. "Do you desire power?" "Who doesn't?" Damien's eyes snapped open, and he looked around in search of the source of the voice, only to become startled as he found himself in an unimaginable place. It was void of light, blacker than darkness, with no end in sight. That was just its most basic description. It didn't have…
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'I am stuck between a rock and a hard place.' When they surrounded him, Damien's face paled. It became white like a sheet of paper. 'They had plotted against me and succeeded in trapping me.' 'I hate them so much that I want them dead.' Damien glared at them intensely. If looks could kill, they would have died a thousand times. 'But I lack the strength to overcome them.' They had killed nearly everyone he had come to know over the past few years. How could he not wish to see them dead? His eyes…
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"Are you planning to run away?" "That old bastard is busy dealing with the death of his three competent sons and the enemy at the border. He will have no time to come after me. This is a heaven-sent opportunity for me to stop being a cage in a bird. I can break it and become a free man. I have waited for this chance for years. Sibley, I must hold it now that it is in my hand's reach. Not to mention, the old hags may try to deal with me since they have many people to pin the blame on. If I don't run away…
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The seventh king of the fallen kingdom of Sumeria was Sherard Allston. He was an infamous womanizer. One time when he was horny, he forced himself on a beautiful palace maid, which led to Marty's birth. After Sherard found out that the woman he had a one-sided tryst with had become pregnant with his child, he made her his concubine and threatened her to give birth to him if she didn't want to see her family annihilated. Marty's birth mother wanted to kill herself after she was abused by King Sherard…
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The rose garden in front of the snow-draped mountain was strewn with corpses. Arnard had assigned many knights and mages to his only son after he was kidnapped when he was four years old, and he quadrupled that number and increased the quality of Damien's guards after he was almost eaten by a Crimson Mage. They were responsible for Damien's safety. They tried to protect him from the demons and devils of the Alliance of Evil that came after him when neither their ma'am nor lord were with him, but they…
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It was a known fact that the closer one was to the center of Baldwin County, the further away from harm they were and the safer they were from the unseen threats roaming outside of its protective walls and massive defensive barrier. However, Vivia demanded that the palace at the northern edge of Baldwin County be converted into her family's manor because she liked the view there. At that time, Arnard was so in love with her that he didn't consider saying no to her. Her choice was bad. He knew it. But he…
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The house where Damien lived with his parents was called the Golden Dragon Pristine Manor. It was quite a grand name for a mere residential building in a newly established County, but those who knew Arnard and Vivia understood why they named it as such. Arnard's draconian form was that of a golden dragon, while Vivia was a female siren that was obsessed with white. The way she dressed year-round reflected it and showcased that white was her favorite color. Basically, their house was named after…
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"Really? Is it so miraculous?" Vivia, who was breathing laboriously due to her injuries, looked at the scroll before blinking her eyes at Badulf in surprise. While being wary of Chaos and holding one of its high priests captive, Badulf glanced over his shoulder at her, saying to her in a lighthearted manner, "Won't you find out when you try it?" "Daring to return my question with a question." Vivia smiled. This reminded Badulf of all the bad times he had to go through because of her, and he flinched.…
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