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The General's Wife Wants to Leave

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.
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The Immortal Wizard's Journey

In the carriage bound for the Milic Empire, Royen came to terms with two stark realities: his sudden transmigration and his new identity as a slave. The squalid conditions, the gnawing hunger, and the relentless jolting of the carriage—it was hard to imagine a more dismal beginning. Yet, there was a sliver of solace: Royen had been bestowed with a system and an immortality unbound by any natural laws, though each passing year only allowed him to enhance a single attribute point. [Strength, Speed, Defense, Magic Power, Comprehension] In a world where swords and sorcery reign supreme, order began to crumble amidst encroaching chaos. Souls not of this world reopened their eyes to a realm of dwarves, elves, dragons, towering spires, and castles—a world brimming with desire and calamity. Escaping from the slave-transporting carriage, Royen embarked on a spellbinding journey through the arcane. His pace varied, sometimes swift, at other times leisurely, with moments of rest, but his steps never ceased to move forward. Through the Age of Decadent Magic, the Era of the Gods, and the Dark Times of Turmoil, his presence was a constant thread woven through the tapestry of time. His sole task was to survive amidst the upheaval and strife. A decade passed, and the village of his past was no longer recognizable. A century later, the empire of yore had vanished into the annals of history. After a millennium, the casual musings on magic he had jotted down had become foundational texts for countless mages. Then one day, with a mere flick of a branch casually plucked from the roadside, Royen split the sky asunder. It was only then that everyone realized he had ascended to the pinnacle of the world.
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