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Again The God

Cupid system is tricking me into conquering my male god again

Aria, a brilliant space - time research prodigy, was introduced to a peculiar NPC - conquest game by an enigmatic hacker acquaintance, and thus commenced an adventure brimming with mystery and thrills. Each day, she had to carry out quests under the guidance of the energetic, playful yet "loquacious" System Z - 001. [Miss, you seem so distant. Are you mad at me? ] [It's okay. Even if you're in a foul mood, I'll do my best to assist you! ] [Please don't be harsh on me. My digital heart will break~] Aria: "..." Be quiet. Initially, Aria was highly resistant, but hold on... Why are the NPCs in this game acting so unpredictably? Weren't they supposed to dislike her, plot against her, torment her, and avoid her at all costs? Why aren't they following the pre - set scenarios? ! Leonardo, the aloof heir of the Interstellar Business Empire, cornered her in front of the opulent starship and mockingly murmured: "Little one, you've meddled with too much space - time energy. Do you really think I'll help you stabilize it? Aren't you being a bit too presumptuous?" The passionate and alluring space pirate captain, who made a name for himself in the interstellar black - market, was determined to form an interstellar alliance with her, proclaiming: "You know the legends of the cosmos, right? You're the one I've been waiting for." The kind - hearted and meticulous head of the Interstellar Academy tenderly patted the head of his cold little student Aria and softly said: "Ari, if you want to sign an interstellar knowledge - sharing contract with your teacher, there's no need for all these elaborate schemes. Your teacher is more than willing to accompany you." ... As the favorability levels kept rising, Aria realized that this game was rife with pitfalls. Had she been duped? ! [My interstellar journey was solitary until you came along, and now you're my only companion]
Mysterious_Xuanwu · 2.4K Views

Firstborn again

Cain, humanity’s first murderer, carries the weight of a millennia-old sin. Cursed by God to wander the Earth eternally, he witnessed empire after empire crumble under the same vices that stained his hands: envy, greed, humanity’s inescapable violence. His punishment was not just exile, but the lucidity to watch history repeat itself—until a shadowed entity offered him an escape. A pact that tore through the veils between worlds, hurling his soul into **Ethos**, a realm even the gods have abandoned. Reborn as **Prometheus**, firstborn son of the distrustful Baron Alaric of House Mirewood, Cain faces a paradoxical fate: a youthful body, but a soul corroded by centuries of guilt. In Ethos, magic is a wild and corrupted force, wars between noble houses are waged with blood and betrayal, and ancient creatures—remnants of a forgotten past—rise from the forests to devour the unwary. Worse than any monster, however, is the Baron’s gaze, which sees something unnervingly alien in his "son": a youth with the bearing of a veteran of a thousand battles and eyes that have witnessed the world’s end. As Cain struggles to hide his true identity while wielding his ancient cunning to survive, dark secrets emerge. The entity that brought him to Ethos acts not out of benevolence—every step Prometheus takes in this new world feeds a cosmic design, where his very soul may be the key to unleashing chaos worse than his fratricide. Amid fragile alliances with ambitious sorcerers, battles against beasts that defy reason, and the ghost of Abel haunting his dreams, Cain must confront the question that has tormented him since the Garden of Eden: Can the damned find redemption in a world already born rotten? But Ethos is no refuge. It is a mirror. In its corrupt courts, he sees the greed that once consumed him; in its senseless wars, the echo of his own crime. And when the shadowed entity finally reveals its true face, Cain realizes his escape may have only been the beginning of a deeper condemnation—one where he is not just the prisoner, but the jailer himself. Now, torn between the thirst for redemption and the instinct to survive, Prometheus must decide whether Ethos will be the stage for his rebirth… or the final grave of all hope. For even in a new world, the sins whisper his name—and they have not forgotten.
Lucas_Senna_0137 · 749 Views

The Phoenix Shall Rise Again

One hand pointing to the sky, the other to the earth. She looked past heaven and earth only to face her own face . The day she had been betrayed by her lover was the day she fell to the abyss of hell. In a world where demons and gods existed, he had now became a demon, a demon with eyes that no longer looked at her with love, but only a deep burning hatred. Now, all she saw when she closed her eyes was the look on his face when she had stabbed his heart with the dagger he had gifted her. Gods and demons were the symbolization of a stark contrast of polar opposites. She was not allowed to love him, just as he was not allowed to see her. They were never allowed to be together in the first place, and in the midst of being swayed by the words of others, she had forever wounded the heart of her beloved that had trusted her with his life. Just like that, while her body was still in heaven, her heart had already succumbed to the depths of hell. Standing at the edge of the cliff, she turned back to look at his face that was void of any emotions. To ask for forgiveness had never been an option for her in the past or in the present, for who was she to ask for forgiveness when her life had completely become a mess? The only thing she hoped was for him to forget her, to forget all the time they had spent together, all the memories they had shared. If that could lessen the pain in his heart, she could deal with the sins that stained her soul. Offering him a gentle smile, she took out the dagger he gave her, not noticing the sudden change of look in his eyes. I'll experience all the pain I have done onto you, all the sufferings you went through. Stabbing herself with the dagger, she fell from heaven into hell like the wisps of the first snowflake that graced the earth every winter. If only she had looked back, she would have seen his hand reaching out to her desperately as if she was the light in his darkness. For him, she was willing to die not only once but many times.
Divy_ · 9.9K Views
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