Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 653: Back to the Central Plains (5)

What is a story without a reader?Nothing.Stories are for the readers to define.What about a story with four readers?It is a lot for the story, but for the author the story is far from being satisfactory.So when the author closes the story beloved to only four readers.How do they deal with it?How do they deal with the end?What happens when the author swallows the key to the story’s life.Especially when it simply became beyond human terms.

Take over a《Homeworld》Mothership and then travel to the world of《Star Wars》？Tang Xiao: “ This world is so dangerous, Mom, I'm going home. ”Wait a minute, the Mothership database actually has various science fiction game technologies, 《 Sins of a Solar Empire 》, 《 Halo 》, 《 EVE 》, 《 Starcraft 》, 《 Stellaris 》 ？？And there are still Jim Raynor, Master Chief, and Archbishop Artanis sleeping in the freezer?Tang Xiao: “Humph! They will all bow down at my feet!!”The Fourth Calamity… ah no, long live the Fourth Empire!Official TranslationThis is the Official Translation of “The Empire Begins With The Fourth Scourge” by Author 镜大人 also known as Kagami. This Translation has the Author's full endorsement and is supported on WebNovel (and now Space Battles Forurms). The Chinese version by Kagami is linked below!

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul.------“Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator.I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched.I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.”------As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man.I dreamed of magical moments like this every day.Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy.She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered.Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again.I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell.But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter.A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone.Together we laughed, alone I cried.Together we laughed, alone I cried.But I think we also loved.I think.------This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.

In a modern world, a professional assassin was murdered by her beloved and found herself revived in an ancient world as a general’s daughter with a weak physique. She was engaged to a prince, but because she did not have a nice appearance, her fiancé and sister attempted to kill her. Although she had to struggle to survive, there were also those who unconditionally loves her that supported her in her time of need.