Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 590: Uncle and Nephew (2)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 18: The Vengeance of the Rats!
William had a dream about her childhood, back when she was still at an age she could play freely.
She hadn’t developed strong transcendental abilities yet back then. Dressed in a white skirt, she would frolic around with big sister Teresa on the grass field, vibrant like any other child of her age. Hand in hand, they would skip into the gardens and run around the palace.
One day, her father suddenly summoned her into the audience room. The first thing she noticed was a knight standing behind her father, holding onto an extremely heavy armor. Her father patted her head and told her that it was time for her to don the armor and answer her calling.
The armor looked uncomfortable and ugly. She didn’t want to put it on at all.
But for the vow that was made a thousand years ago, in order to fulfill the mission entrusted to her clan, she still reached for the armor.
Right before she was about to touch the fierce-looking armor, a black-haired boy suddenly grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
“What are you doing?”
“Ah?”
She recoiled in horror at the sudden appearance of the black-haired boy. However, she soon calmed down. She thought over his question before earnestly answering.
“I’m wearing it for you.”
“You don’t have to do so,” the black-haired boy replied with a gentle smile.
He pulled her arm and led her out of the audience room, toward the outside world. It left her flustered, but to her surprise, her father didn’t stop them. Big sister Teresa was also clapping happily. As the armor got further and further away from her, the feelings she had been repressing in her heart all this while began to break free.
Before she knew it, she was smiling as well.
Following the black-haired boy’s lead, her surroundings got brighter and brighter until everything finally vanished.
Then she woke up from her dream.
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She could feel the chill swiftly receding from her body, replaced with the flow of warm blood. Released from the icy prison she was in, her consciousness slowly surfaced. When she finally opened her eyes, she found herself fa
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