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Elliott Smith Mort

His darling rose

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.
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The Lone Star's Epilogue

Suffering is the instrument of existence, and sin is the melody of life. Now, negative karma is spreading throughout the Omniverse. To bring karma into balance in the cosmos, divine judgment must be bestowed upon every civilization within the Divine Omnistream. On the planet known as Tellus, divine judgment was delivered in SE 20. Einsamer Stern, an orphan caught in the vortex of relentless survival against cosmic threats, seeks allies among regressors, reincarnators, and prophets. He must fight, persevere through all obstacles, and resist the cosmic system that controls his life. However, fate has different plans for him, ones that relentlessly attempt to erase his existence from reality itself. To forge his own destiny, defy his fate, and bear the burden of his planet, he must embody both the devil and the savior. An epic space opera that explores the concepts of free will, fate, and destiny. This is a story that transcends time and space—of a fool striving to end the cycle of suffering and sin. --------------------------------------------------- Daily Update: 4-7 chapters a week. Chapter length: 1500-3000 words Romance is not the primary focus, but explicit sexual scenes involving other characters that serve the plot can be expected. This story progresses at an intentionally slow pace, as I meticulously detail every fight scene and interaction to immerse the reader deeper into the world. There is no harem! @ALL RIGHT RESERVED @VISAL_WORD_SMITH
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