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Kamen Rider W Philip Death

Echoes of Death

I never asked for this. The world I created, the world I thought I understood, has become a prison, a twisted labyrinth where nothing is as it seems. Trapped inside my own story, I’m forced to play by rules I didn’t write, and survival has become a game where the price is paid in blood. A strange mark pulses on my wrist, a Primordial Echo that grants me power, but at what cost? Every fight is a step further into the darkness, every kill, a little more of my soul stripped away. Yet, I have no choice but to keep moving forward. There’s something I need to do. A wish I must grant. But Emil, the protagonist who pulled me here, won’t even tell me what it is. I thought I knew what it meant to live, to fight. But now, as I stare down the creatures of this world, the blood on my hands, I’m starting to understand the truth. This world doesn’t care about your past, your intentions, or your survival. It only cares about one thing, power. And if you can’t take it, you’ll be crushed by it. The fight for my life has just begun. **** A/N: Hello and welcome to my first novel. I've always loved writing stories and have believed I had, at least somewhat, a knack for it. Writing is something I'm truly passionate about, and I’ve put a lot of thought into this novel. However, this is my first time writing something like this, so if you notice any mistakes, inconsistencies, or parts that just don’t make sense, please feel free to point them out. I’m open to all feedback. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading about Damien's journey.
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The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan

Petite Princess VS Rough Khan On their wedding day, Yelu Yan told Li Xianyun that apart from affection, he could provide her with endless wealth and honor. After the marriage, he indeed kept his promise, cherishing her in the palm of his hand. Little did he know, the more he cherished her, the deeper she burrowed into his heart, right to the very top. Not long after the political marriage with the Khitans, Li Xianyun gradually noticed earth-shattering changes around her: Initially, the commoners who disliked her began to worship her as a deity... The court officials accusing her of bewitching their lord were now pleading with her to consummate the marriage with the Khan... The most perplexing of all was her husband in name; wasn’t he the one who said he wouldn't give her emotional affection? Why was he always following her around? Little theater scene 1: One day, Yelu Yan cornered Li Xianyun against the wall. “Why are you avoiding this Khan?” “They say you might have taken a liking to your servant.” “Remove ‘might’, isn’t it obvious enough from how this Khan acts?” “But you said you wouldn’t give your servant emotional affection.” Yelu Yan held his forehead; he had indeed said too many foolish things. “The Han people always say that one should start a family and then establish a career; clearly, the two are not in conflict.” Little theater scene 2: The sun had risen high, yet Yelu Yan was still clinging to Li Xianyun. “Get up quickly, I have to leave. There are patients on the street waiting for my consultation, the good fields to the west need irrigation, the homestead plots in the east need measuring, and I have to oversee the silk reeling and dyeing... Uh...” “Your husband is a patient, don’t you care for him?” Li Xianyun looked at the man tough enough to rival ten bulls and was utterly speechless.
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