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Even If It Meant Killing Her

The world of killing gods and the sharingan

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.
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I will survive even if the world is against me

Each story has a protagonist. She has everything: incredible abilities, a loving family, brothers and a caring father. It all comes from the beginning, like a gift from fate. Ah, those stories of rebirth..... I love those stories. I used to dream of living in a world like that. But... Damn it, why didn't I have the perfect family? Why wasn't I born beautiful? Or was I born beautiful? Why did I have to go through pain and hardship to get everything on my own, step by step? It's so unfair! Of course, I have no regrets. Everything I've gone through has made me stronger and helped me find my destiny. But why didn't things turn out the way I dreamed? Now I have it all - status, wealth, respect. My friends and I saved the world. We've been through so much. But why won't this cold archduke leave me alone? - Your Lordship, – I said irritably, –why do you visit me so often? - Have I? It's been nine hours since we last saw each other. - Exactly! Nine hours! If you've come back with your... - Yes, I've come back to ask for your hand in marriage. - No. - Emilia, how many times can you say no? What more can I do to prove my love? - Respect the rules of etiquette, Your Lordship, – I said coldly. - And please address me formally. How absurd this is. It was only twelve years ago that we first met. He didn't even feel the need to speak to me. How many times did I cry because of his coldness? How did I get to this point? It all started the day I decided to run away.....
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