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You Shouldn'T Have Come

The Book That Shouldn't Exist

The whisper in the dark, the veins beneath the leather, the pulse of something not quite human—yes, I saw the way your eyes lingered on the Book. You felt it too, didn’t you? Let me offer you a word of advice. This is not a tale of heroes. Nor of redemption. This is the story of a whisper—a lie so convincing it becomes truth, a truth so heavy it breaks the mind. Our protagonist—if you dare call him that—is Azriel Morvane Votex, a man reborn into a world not his own, wearing the name of a future catastrophe. No prophecy sings of him. No light shines his path. He walks not toward glory, but toward ruin wrapped in silk and secrets. He did not transmigrate with cheat systems or golden fingers. No heavenly blessings. No plot armor. Only a Book that whispers… and a fate far crueler than any god could author. But perhaps, that is his true power. To lie. To twist. To whisper. Not with swords or spells… but with words that echo into the soul, with truths that devour sanity, and half-truths that turn kings into monsters. Azriel is not a savior. He is the rumor you dismiss until it becomes reality. He is the footnote in another’s story… who quietly rewrites the entire book. And the book? Ah yes… the Book that should not exist. It is not his servant. It is not his master. The author of despair. You thought this was just a scream in the night? No, dear reader. This was the book of unraveling. Welcome to the Whisperer’s Tale. And remember— Not everything whispered into your ear… is meant to be heard.
NocturneQuill · 5.9K Views

Have You Written Your Will Today?

Shen Hua, the daughter of the Shen family that ran an embroidery business in Fengzhou, was pampered since she was a child. She had a pretty face and smooth, fair skin. Unfortunately, her body was weak, and she'd run out of breath after walking merely a few steps. She didn't have very long to live. The Shen family gradually faced its downfall, and her wedding was delayed again and again. Cui Yun, the eldest son of the Cui family, was a noble and stern man. He was entrusted to look after Shen Hua. Why not just marry her? He thought. Since Shen Hua reincarnated, she had focused all her attention on the embroidery business. She hoped to change her life and regain her former glory. When she heard about Cui Yun's decision to marry her, she fainted on the spot. After waking up, she turned him down with tears in her eyes. "I don't have very long to live. I don't want to waste your time." Cui Yun was very considerate. "It's not a big deal. I know you feel touched, but there's no need to cry. Since you already depend on the Cui family, you might as well just become part of us. After you die from your sickness, I'll even hold a grand funeral for you." Shen Hua felt hopeless. But I'm only pretending to be sick! *** Cui Yun had many younger female cousins. Many of them had confessed their feelings for him, but he turned all of them down nonchalantly. "It's getting late. Please look after yourself." Shen Hua had never met such a clueless man when it came to romance. One night, while she was on her way home, she took a shortcut and passed by the Cui family's courtyard. Cui Yun stopped her. He was standing near the entrance, and his sleeves danced to the wind. "It's cold outside. Would you like to come in and stay for a while?"
WenQing · 187.5K Views
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