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Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 308.5K Views

Talent Awakening: The Last Surviving Sorcerer.

"In the land of myth and the time of magic…" "The destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a ....." Xaren dodged as a stone whistled past his face before he could finish his playful chants. If he had been a second late, he would have been struck by the stone. "Cut that crap!" Eryndor Darkfire thundered, his expression dreadful and grim, and almost instantaneously, he was laughing hard and chasing his friend, Xaren, around in a police and thief game play. Eryndor Darkfire, the male MC was a still birth. He was already dead by the time he was birthed with his mother losing her life during labour. A dramatic cosmic manifestations happened on the night he was born. His Father, Kael Tan carried Eryndor cold body and dashed into the temple with hopes that his son would be saved. A child marked to be a sorcerer at a time when darkness of the underworld was at its climax, brimming with tenebrous intensity. With the lost heritage of magic and sorcery restored, Eryndor was the last ever bloodline of his father to exist with ability to harness and use magic. At 12, Eryndor fought some bandits who came to kidnap him from his home. And to protect his identity and safety, his Father had to make him run away, far from home before he was discovered. Eryndor faced various forms of diversities, made new friends, and learnt a lot of lessons from his master. Along the line, He found out a very gruesome and harrowing secret about his ancestors, and had to fight the greatest battle of his life - A mortal battle with his demonic sisters. Eryndor has to walk through many deadly adventures, discover secrets, and challenge mighty and ancient beings to be able to stop his demonic sisters. "Astra descendo, tenebrae repello! (Stars descend, darkness repel!) By the celestial fires that burn within, I call upon the ancient powers to begin. Aegis mea, protego totalum! (My shield, I protect all!) Mors demoni, mortem infero! (Death to the demon, death I bring!) Let's walk you through the journey of 'The Last Surviving Sorcerer'.
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Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.
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Cursed Eternity: Chronicles of the Vampiric Curse

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