Sis-Con with Dimensional Chat Group - Chapter 2120: It has been a while

At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?

She killed his wife, destroyed his reputation, and ran off with his son. 8 years later, she returned home with her genius son, who already had a fiancée. “Give me the child, or you can’t afford the price.”“A girl who eats meat and vegetables doesn’t suffer, if you want a child, find yourself a woman to give you one.”

I met the male lead in prison.

The psychiatrist Li Qing received a patient claiming to be the “Creator God”.The patient recounted his experiences of time travel:“Dr. Li, I discovered that I have a superpower. I created a microcosm in this room and have initiated multiple great floods to annihilate their beings, but now I am about to die.”A few days later, Li Qing suddenly receives news of the patient's death and discovers that everything he said was true.And Li must deal with the patient's belongings, extinguishing this civilization world within the ward, or else this civilization might destroy all of humanity on Earth.“You, become the nerve cells of this shelter, in the control room, to manage the direction of the shelter's movement!”“You, become the muscle cells, to control the fins and flagella outside the shelter!”“Oh, it seems you are quite impressive, you single-cell beings, have evolved into a fish kingdom.”