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Hero Or Demon Lord Let Me Choose

Stay or Let Go

Freya Yost once believed in love, loyalty, and destiny—until Kingsley, the man she admired and devoted herself to, shattered her illusions. Cast aside on a desolate road, humiliated and heartbroken, she refuses to beg. With quiet determination, she walks away, vowing to reclaim her independence and rebuild her life on her own terms. Returning to her longtime friend Novia’s home, Freya decides to sell the expensive necklace Kingsley had given her, using the money to pursue her dreams. But her struggles are far from over. She receives devastating news: her mother, who has been in a coma for years, suffers another medical emergency, pushing Freya further into despair. Even in her darkest moment, Kingsley proves himself unreliable, dismissing her pain and making her realize that she can no longer count on him. At the hospital, Freya holds onto a fragile hope as doctors report slight movement in her mother’s fingers—a potential sign of awakening. But just as life gives her a sliver of light, it threatens to take it away again. Meanwhile, her failed attempt to officially end things with Kingsley leaves their relationship in limbo, adding more uncertainty to her already chaotic life. As she juggles grief and resilience, an unexpected encounter on a hospital terrace introduces her to a mysterious man who lifts her spirits, if only for a moment. At the same time, new career opportunities arise. A popular reality show invites her to participate, and a buyer emerges for her necklace—someone who may be more than just an ordinary customer. Determined to take control of her fate, Freya is on the brink of transformation. But with Kingsley’s shadow still looming over her and her mother’s condition uncertain, will she finally break free and carve out the life she truly desires?
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Under the Demon's Onyx Shadow: Why Are Demon Lords Obsessed With Me?

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.
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