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Whitebeard Wounds

SICILIYA: THE FORSAKEN ANGEL WHO WAS EXILED FROM HEAVEN

Kawaragi Ryu, after getting rejected by his crush, found a stunningly beautiful girl— all beaten up and deeply wounded by the riverside. She was completely naked. Without thinking of anything else, he took her to his apartment & treated her wounds only to get surprised by the girl who was completely healed by the night. The girl who devoted all of her time in worshiping the Supreme God, started living with Ryu when she lost the memory of her determined desire— a desire to revive the Supreme God who was sealed away by the Servant Gods— a group of gods who oversees and control many natural phenomena. They conspired in taking the ultimate control in their own hands. They also cursed and exiled that girl who was once The Supreme God’s most loyal servant, known by the name of Siciliya. No sooner than she got her entire memories back, Ryu also found out about the whole conspiracy of the gods and tried to help her out. Siciliya, at first denied to get help from him. But to see how determined he was, she decided to give him some powers she stole from the heaven. She trained him to use those powers in actual combat while spending a normal life with him. Things got more complicated and interesting when his usual life of being a high school student and the fact that he lived with the most beautiful girl anyone ever saw, got mixed up. Through his normal life, can he become someone whom Siciliya can rely one??
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Little Light Lord [BL]

Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 14K Views
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