Sunlight Yellow Overdrive

A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version. This was the worst of times. Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized. It was also the best of times. All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master. While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity. As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi. When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

Being re-birthed as a cell, Han Dong utilized the power of the Prison code and came into a parallel world where the Ancient Ones have awakened. A steam powered civilization, horrifying subspaces, the Ancient King of the Eternal Night and strange monsters lurking outside the city. The door of Destiny has been opened - Crusaders, Library, Control, Machinery and Mysticism would become the new growth system for human development. The hymn of Humanity is the song of courage! The brave and dauntless Knights Regiments, riding into the world ruled by the Ancient King to seize back the freedom that belongs to mankind.

> “They said time heals everything—but what if time just makes the silence louder?” After three years, he came back. His smile was the same... but my heart wasn’t. A yellow-haired boy with a broken laugh. A silver-haired stranger with blood on his hands. A city full of shadows, regrets, and memories that never died. This isn't just a high school love story. It's about forgetting... remembering... and falling all over again, even when it hurts. He’s dangerous. I’m broken. And maybe we were never meant to find each other again... But somehow, we did.

One night of spring breeze, stirring the white window screen fluttering in the air.\n\nOnly a nightstand lamp is on in the room.\n\nThe light is a soft, dim yellow.\n\n......

Teenage earth dweller Lu Qingfeng died in a car accident and traversed to a world of cultivation. He acquired the Login Ring of "Primordial", a massive immersive online game developed by the Earth Federation two thousand years later, and travelled across primordial worlds.

He was just a common and unremarkable villager, with his face towards the yellow soil and his back to the sky, bullied and despised by others. However, one day, he suddenly received a heritage of golden advice, and from then on, he embarked on a path of counterattacking his fate.

"3, 2, 1… FIGHT!" the referee shouted. Both of the fighters threw punches at each other, and the crowd cheered. Benjo got hit, Chad got punched, and they just kept striking each other. In the video's of their previous fights they made me watch, they just wrestled and pinned each other, and it was boring. Chad got knocked to the ground and got up once more, then Benjo did the same. Mark and I watched in silence, closely. A lot of minutes later, both of the fighters ran out of breath and just stood meters away from each other, each taking a moment to catch their breath. Both of them really gave their all in the fight, they really showed how much they hate each other. The crowd grew silent, and I looked at Mark, "Damn, that was badass!" "Yeah, I agre-" "WHAT IS THAT!" someone shouted while Mark was talking. I look at the fighters, something glowing caught my eye. Their forearm to their fist, is glowing, glowing and blazing with yellow aura, yellow particles are coming out of the aura like a kindling fire. The crowd are in amazement, and I take a closer look. I saw a lion beside each of the fighters. Two lions, one lion beside Chad, and one lion beside Benjo. Both of the lion are growling at each other. Wait, a lion? When did it get there? There shouldn't be supposed to be lions around here.

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

In 2030, humanity faced its first true collapse…not by war, but by the sudden invasion of Nightcrawlers, creatures emerging from darkness itself with the desire to devour sunlight at all cost for their evolution. But, they could not absorb it directly since it was as deadly to them as to a shadow under the noonday sun. They could only absorb the sunlight from lifeforms or through signing a nocturnal contract to possess their bodies, providing them with direct sunlight immunity. Within twelve hours, over four billion people perished as Earth was split between eternal night and day. Just as extinction loomed, Holy Light Pillars descended from the heavens, purging one thousand cities from Nightcrawlers and offering humanity sanctuary under their divine light. A century later, in the Heliodor Region, an innocent child found his world turned upside down after two mysterious nightcrawlers invaded his home, slaughtered his parents, and ripped his eyes out of their sockets, leaving him permanently connected to the Shadow Dimension, the home ground of Nightcrawlers. Was it just a random feeding session for them, a planned assassination, or it goes deeper than this? Follow Levi’s journey as he weaves between darkness and light, chasing the truth hidden in both. Discord: https://discord.gg/KSNWWshhfm

Reiji Kazama, a 17-year-old delinquent with bruised knuckles and a shattered heart, is known across Mishiro High for his short temper and constant brawls. He doesn’t trust adults, doesn’t care for grades, and his motto is: “The world hits first, so I hit back harder.” But one rainy afternoon, after another fight gone sideways, a woman offers him her umbrella and gently wipes the blood from his cheek. Her kindness is like a foreign language to him. He doesn’t realize she’s his new substitute homeroom teacher—Asuka Minazuki, 26, warm as sunlight, with a soft laugh and a five-year-old daughter named Yume who calls Reiji “Punch-kun.” Thrown into unexpected class dynamics, childish mischief, and late-night heart-to-hearts, Reiji finds himself falling for a woman who’s everything he isn’t—gentle, patient, and full of light. But Sensei has scars of her own. And loving someone like Reiji may bring more pain than peace. Can a boy who only knows how to fight… learn to protect what he loves?

He walks beneath the moonlight, hiding from the world. She hides in the shadows, cursed by sunlight. One snowy midnight, their fates collide — her fangs on his neck, his heartbeat echoing in silence. What begins as a thirst for blood slowly becomes something neither of them can escape. In a world where light burns and love bleeds, can a lonely boy and a cursed vampire girl rewrite their fate? A gothic romantic fantasy begins under the crimson moon.

They called him useless. A Class E farmer in a world where strength meant survival. Betrayed by the woman he loved, beaten by a power-hungry King, and left to die like trash, Isaac thought his story had ended. But death was only the beginning. Beneath the earth, sealed for thousands of years, a forgotten being awakens, an ancient force of ruin once feared by angels and demons alike. When Isaac agrees to its desperate offer, he doesn’t just survive… he becomes something else. Stronger. Colder. Hungrier. Now reborn with a forbidden power that rejects magic itself, Isaac walks the line between man and monster. Each time he unleashes the Abyssal Overdrive, his strength grows, but so does the Corruption threatening to devour what’s left of his soul. To protect the innocent, he must become the very thing they fear. To destroy the kings who shattered his life, he must embrace the darkness within. Enemies will fall. Secrets will unravel. And when the kingdom of Carreon learn that Isaac is still alive… it will already be too late. The world shunned him. Now, it will kneel. ------------------------------------------ Note: This novel features a support-type system (Mid-Level System) that doesn’t focus heavily on numbers or stats. It doesn’t make the protagonist, Isaac, instantly overpowered. Instead, it provides information and assists him as he grows through his own actions. Isaac must rely on his skills, intelligence, and strategy to survive and evolve. The system in this story grows at a slow pace. As Isaac becomes stronger, the system gradually upgrades with him, allowing for more natural and meaningful progression. It will guide him, but it won’t fight for him. (But who knows? Maybe one day, he’ll become something more…)

A useless prince, yet brimming with kindness and compassion—his smile as warm as sunlight, illuminating this darkened era. But that was merely a mask, hiding the poisonous and mad nature beneath. A monster lurking behind a gentle shell. A system that feeds on stolen Heroines. He will outplay destiny—and rise as the world’s ultimate villain.

They say that 90 percent of the world's oceans have been unexplored, due to just how much floor there is to cover. Imagine a world where, instead of deep trenches of water, our oceans were filled with forests—endless forests—where the further you go, the stranger, and larger the creatures become. The air growing thicker, and heavier, with the stinging sharpness of ozone; trees that stretch into the stratosphere, or bottomless muddy quagmires that are so deep that the bodies claimed can never be discovered; deer the size of whales, or bigger still, with an anomalous number of legs; the oppressive daytime darkness, never ending, due to the boundless appetite of the trees. Who knows what untold methods of ravenous mutilation might be discovered in the great beyond; or what unfathomable treasures lurk just beyond the shadow's edge. We find ourselves marooned in little islands of flat plain in the midst of miles and endless miles of oppressive wooded wilderness. Do not let the sunlight fool you. There is nothing keeping the terrors of the depths from venturing into the light.

The world was torn apart by a war nobody even remembers. Gods versus mortals. Henry is all that's left of two sides that hated each other, and he carries their curse. In the sunlight, he's a young man with white hair, trying to do the right thing, wrestling with a power that feels alien to him. But when the sun sets, he becomes something else entirely: a violent, black-haired entity that revels in destruction. The real kicker? He's immortal. He was raised by Joseph, a veteran who gave up his own soul to guard the prison inside Henry's mind. Now, Henry is on a quest to find his purpose. That path takes a sharp turn when, after a brutal encounter, he mistakenly unleashes Tsukuyomi—the gorgeous, moody, and lethal Moon Goddess. The very same deity who doomed him from the start.

My name is Evren Lestir. Once, I was a girl who saw the world in colors so bright, they could warm even the coldest soul. But life has a cruel way of testing even the brightest flames. After losing everything I held dear, I drifted through a hollow existence—numb to the world, blind to its colors, and deaf to its call. I thought nothing could reignite the light I lost. Then The System found me. With shimmering blue panels and words that hummed like perfect promises, it pulled me into another reality—a maze of endless worlds stitched together by missions, monsters, and the illusion of progress. A labyrinth where forward was the only option. At first, I thought it was salvation. Each step, each battle, each drop of blood painted forgotten colors back into my world. I grew drunk on the hues I had lost, chasing the sky’s beauty with a childlike wonder, believing the fields and hills before me were all there was. But a torch shining in a narrow corridor can make even a prison look like a palace. In truth, I was a frog at the bottom of a well, gazing at a fragment of a sky—naïve to the infinite world beyond the gritty stone walls built by The System. But after a mistake in that omnipotent construct, I found myself peeking through a crack in the wall, presented with a fragment of the truth I never saw. This maze was never meant to be escaped. It was never meant to be climbed—not even to glimpse the sky beyond. Yet through that slender crack, a flicker of sunlight ignited something long-buried within me—a spark of the campfire I once carried. I will chase that light. I will see beyond these walls. And I will remember the world they tried to bury. Even if every strike I make against the walls sends ripples of ruin through the maze.

Jiu Zhefan or Jiu Fan is just an ordinary student who has a dream to protect the world. That dream came true when he found the "Star Brooch" which gave him the power of sunlight. Until finally... he became the only last hope of humanity. The journey is long and not easy. Jiu Fan succeeded in defeating the "Alien Nation" and opposing the "Sun God" who wanted to humble himself as the protector of the earth. Until finally, the journey of an ordinary student who has now become the protector of the earth and even the protector of the entire multiverse and he is nicknamed "The Omniprotector". _____________________________________________ - The names in this story are not entirely taken from the real world. - Only upload 1-2 chapters a week. - Don't forget to give support to the author ^^ - Chapter is uploaded at 7 PM - 8 PM. - The day to upload the chapter is unknown, depending on the author's mood.

Desmond Se White is an immortal. But after a failed suicide attempt and the mysterious death of a mortal girl, he is sentenced to the High Prison buried beneath Eden. There, in the darkness, he meets his only cellmate—an enigmatic prisoner known only as Yellow. And soon, Desmond will be forced to choose between surviving the prison… or bargaining with something far older than it.

Did you know Deathstalker ? It's a yellow scorpion that is considered to be one of the most deadly species. What if the Deathstalker is a human ? Scott Bennet one day woke up with nothing left in his brain, except for self defense and the art of.. killing people. Forced by situation, he finally decided to become an assassin. More than four years later, after gor into an accident that nearly kill him, something's wrong with him. His brain works faster and he is healed faster, too. Beside that new capability, he also finally found out about his past. Unfortunately, his past is not a good news for him. And worse, his past is demanding to be back as his present. Can he avoid his past and lives his new life ? This is not a reincarnate novel, or Therianthrophy (myth of human shapeshifting into animal). This novel is merely a story about a guy who lost all his past memories and while finding out who he really is, he realizes that the best job he can do is killing people.

In the city of Anuko, where filth and ruin fester like open wounds, the beast-blooded are left to rot — nameless, hunted, forgotten. Among them is a girl with sapphire hair and golden eyes, her soul soaked in cold mud and silence. She has no name, no past worth keeping, and no future worth hoping for. Until he appears. A priest clad in sunlight and silk descends into the filth to lift her from the gutter. His name is Father Calvere, and he offers her not pity, but purpose. A name: Asheniel. A sanctuary: The Thousand-Petaled Temple. A promise: that she is not a mistake, but a miracle yet to bloom. But the temple is not what it seems. Behind its marble steps and golden domes lies a pulsing mystery — one soaked in blood, faith, and something far older than gods. As Asheniel takes her first steps into holiness, she begins to unravel secrets buried beneath scripture and shadow. Why did the priest find her? What stirs within the temple’s sacred heart? And what is the true cost of being chosen? A gothic fantasy of rebirth and rot,

I like text to speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.5 times speed. Probably read this though, kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident. lol Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending (fr), no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!

Esmeralda was on the run, not just from the loan sharks her drunkard father had saddled her with, but from everything else that she knew was a disease to her life. She didn't know where or how but she had to run but what she didn't plan for was her unexpected death. The end, they say is the beginning of something new. Death, is the path to a new life. ~ ~ ~ "Oww.....fuckin sh*t, I thought that thing would kill me." Esme groaned as she tossed on the cold floor. The sharp ray from the sunlight made her squint her eyes, she blocked the light with her palm as she sat up still grunting. "Thank God I'm alive." She muttered again, her voice laced with relief but then, a soft growl made her eyes snap open and what she saw shocked her..... .......... But it was also the beginning of a new life.

In a world where faith fuels power and Divinity separates legends from mortals, Saints are the last line of defense against a rising tide of evil — demons, warlocks, witches, vampires, and other creatures birthed from shadows and sin. At the heart of this holy war stands Saint Academy, the most elite institution on Earth where chosen youths are trained to become divine warriors. But entry into this world is reserved for the powerful... and the privileged. Until now. Damien Gray, a 15-year-old boy from the slums, has nothing — except a brave heart, a worn-out hooded jacket, and a flicker of Divinity so dim it's almost invisible. Ranked Zadkiel, the lowest of the seven ranks, he is mocked, dismissed, and unwanted. But everything changes when Damien saves a family during a supernatural battle between a powerful warlock and the strongest Saint alive — John Davis, a Michael-ranked legend. Impressed by Damien’s courage, John secretly sponsors him into Saint Academy. Now thrust into a world of golden towers, cruel elites, and divine expectations, Damien must prove he belongs — not just to the Academy, but to the heavens themselves. The Divinity Ranking System: Michael (White Divinity): The apex of sainthood. Near-godlike power. Gabriel (Blue): Exceptionally rare. Masters of advanced miracles. Raphael (Green): Highly respected. Elite healers and combatants. Uriel (Gold): Skilled and battle-hardened saints. Jophiel (Yellow): Promising students with strong potential. Camael (Pink): Basic level with average abilities. Zadkiel (Violet): The weakest level, barely above a normal human. Most students struggle to rise even one rank. Few ever touch Raphael. Only one has ever reached Michael — John Davis. And now, Damien wants to surpass him. With his mother’s love as his anchor, divine power awakening within, and enemies waiting to crush him, Damien sets out to climb the sacred ladder. But the Academy holds secrets. And some doors should never be opened... Will Damien rise, or will the fire of fate consume him first?

Lumière Croft is a show magician in the middle borough of the city-state of Leiden- rather, an illusionist. A career liar. Responsible for making money to help out at the monastery he lives in, he can only curse the dreadful circumstances around him, and wish desperately that something would change. Although, that change is not always a good thing. Only when the shadows around him begin to creep, and when the sky grows burgeoning eyes, and when blood is spilled, does he find hope of fulfilling his wishes. To have sunlight, the world must be balanced with cruelty. To have power, one must lose their soul, humanity, morality, or sanity. One must ultimately balance the scales of their debt, or fall eternally to suffering, and have the scales corrected by force. This is the story of balance, of hope, and of the tragedy of a liar. —- “We’re all liars who pretend that the world is okay, and as liars we adopt philosophies and ideologies to cope with its cruelty. Because the world has hope, as long as we speak these lies loud enough, they’ll surely become true.” - Lumière Croft. --- Cover illustration done by @i_evuuu/Everest

Title: 70s Rebirth to a Military Wife; Hello! Chief! {All Reserved} Li Hua who thought she was born from a lovable family,having a childhood bestfriend and a well unknown underground Organization as a serious machine killer. She was best at everything,a genius since birth.... unbeknownst to her till the very end where she realized she was all along Just a Used Dog for their satisfaction. She knew was special from young and has she laid on the dying floor she knew all the pains was over Just as she was loosing conciounes she said to herself"If I could live again..." she smiled then continued " I would live like this pretty yellow flower"saying slowly as she died.... NB. just a beginner and a serious writer to earn earns meet as a student please do like,vote and share your thoughts to me

In the age of interstellar exploration, three hundred years ago, Mage explorers from the yellow river planet took their first step towards outer space. It was a joyous event for every mage on that planet, yet unfortunately, space is dominated by other races. The Peak level Mage from the Yellow River Planet was the weakest power in existence among other outer space races. It's a cruel reality for everyone. From then on, every mage from the Yellow River Planet began to increase their power level by consuming outer space resources. Then they constantly researched, upgraded the power level system and tried to pave the way for the next generation of space explorers. Now, our MC Vincent Carey's ambition is to be the next generation of space explorers. How is he going to increase his strength and compete among other races to get resources? How is the unknown little yellow river planet going to be known and feared by others? --- To find out further, read my new novel and support it with the power stones and golden tickets. Current Plan- 7Chaps/ Week. Target- 50 Golden Tickets/ Week - 14Chaps/Week ... Disclaimer: Fantasy and Fictional Story. Society is similar to Modern-day Earth.

Kazel was a powerful tyrant and a warrior in his world before he was reincarnated as a sickly boy in another world where one could cultivate with their souls.

As soon as Luo Yan graduated, he immediately got an offer from a prestigious gaming company. He thought all his hard work finally paid off. And he would finally reach the pinnacle of life. But then, on his first day of work, a potted plant fell on his head and he died. Surprisingly, when he thought he would cross the Yellow River, he suddenly woke up and found himself in the body of a 17 year old boy. This body had the same name as him but completely different background. Because the original was the second young master of the Luo family - one of the most powerful family in S City. Luo Yan almost cried. God probably took pity on him and decided to give him a loving family with a wealthy background. He didn't have to work hard anymore. Studying like his life depended on it and pretending to be a holy father just to cater to people. So Luo Yan decided to be a salted fish and just shamelessly sell meng. A certain male god who always bought Luo Yan's meng: Yan Yan is so cute! Why is Yan Yan so cute?? Cold faced on the outside, a cinnamon roll on the inside Gong X Super beautiful, black-belly Shou.

There was a young boy named Diamond who had a younger sister named Aika. They lived with Sofia and Mark, who were their stepmother and stepfather. Diamond and Aika had been found by Sofia and Mark in a dark alley, and they took them in as their children. Although they had developed a strong bond as a stepfamily, the details of their past remained a mystery. It was speculated that their biological families had abandoned them, but in truth, there was a more complicated reason for their evacuation from a dangerous situation. Since their adoption, Sofia and Mark had been curious about the children's unique appearances. Diamond had bright yellow hair and mismatched eyes—yellow on the right and light blue on the left. His eyes had an unusual ability to glow and shine, a trait that ordinary humans do not possess. Aika, on the other hand, had light blue hair and similar eyes, though her colors were reversed. While their distinctive looks attracted curiosity from others, Diamond felt happy in his new family. In reality, he was aware of the reason his original family had abandoned them—a tragedy that had left him traumatized. Despite his fears, he longed for the warmth and love of his new family to last forever. However, the shadow of that past loomed over him, and he stood there, filled with fear, tears, and disbelief as the tragedy he had witnessed unfolded before his very eyes.

Akashi was a boy so beautiful it seemed the gods had sculpted him with a touch of mischief and a dash of fragility. He wasn’t handsome in the rugged, masculine way of knights or warriors. No—his beauty was softer, captivating in its innocence. His frame was small, almost delicate, and his pale skin looked as if it had never known hardship, kissed only by the gentle sunlight of his village fields. With wide, striking black eyes that shimmered like obsidian under moonlight, and hair the color of a calm, endless ocean, Akashi possessed a charm that defied age, status, or reason. He didn’t know it, but his very existence pulled at the hearts of those who saw him—like an untouched gem waiting to be claimed. And yet, he had been untouched for a reason. Akashi had never known life beyond the boundaries of his village. He grew up surrounded by warm smiles and familiar voices. Every elder knew his name. Every child wanted to play by his side. His days were simple, his heart untouched by cruelty. But peace is a fragile thing. One night, it shattered. The sky turned crimson. Screams tore through the quiet air. Fires devoured homes. Demons—twisted beasts of shadow and rage—descended without warning. They killed with a hunger that could not be reasoned with. By morning, the village was gone. Ashes, corpses, and silence were all that remained. And Akashi… Akashi was alone. The last heartbeat in a graveyard of memories. He wandered for days, hollow and dazed, until rough hands seized him. Chains replaced freedom. Smiles were replaced by cold appraisals. And so, the boy once adored by all became something else—something to be sold. A slave. At the capital's grand auction house, he was stripped, washed, and displayed like merchandise. His beauty caused a stir. Whispers spread like wildfire. "Look at those eyes..." "That hair... Is it dyed? No, it’s real..." "So delicate... Is he even human?" To them, he was no longer a boy with a heart, but a prize to possess. A fantasy in fragile form. He stood on the stage, trembling slightly, barely able to process what was happening. The voices of the crowd blurred together—hungry, leering, filled with desire and greed. The auctioneer’s booming voice called out the bids as if Akashi were nothing more than a fine vase or a rare jewel. The numbers climbed quickly. Too quickly. Akashi’s knees weakened beneath the weight of invisible eyes drinking him in. He stared at the marble floor, trying not to cry. Then, suddenly, the room fell silent. A voice—deep, commanding, and heartbreakingly beautiful—cut through the air like silk over steel. “Fifteen thousand gold.” Time seemed to pause. Every head turned. At the back of the room, standing beneath the golden chandelier, was a woman unlike any other. She wore a flowing red gown that hugged her form like it was crafted by the gods themselves. Her long, golden hair shimmered like strands of sunlight, cascading over her shoulders with effortless grace. Her eyes, cold and blue as a glacier’s heart, stared ahead with quiet power. Even the nobles drew back. This was no ordinary bidder. It was one of the Princesses of the Three Great Kingdoms. Whispers erupted anew—but no one dared challenge her offer. Who would? She stood like royalty incarnate, a goddess who walked among mortals, and she had just claimed Akashi as her own. The boy raised his head slowly, unsure of whether to feel fear or relief. His eyes met hers—just for a second—and something in his chest shifted. She didn’t smile. She didn’t leer. Her gaze was unreadable. But it was powerful. Absolute. And it made his knees weak for an entirely new reason. He didn’t know her name. Not yet. But she had bought him. And somewhere deep inside, something told him—his life was never going to be the same.