Sorry, My Love: The Adventures of Lovers - Chapter 9: Where Time Fails to Wake

The boy born with cursed eyes, said to be the traitor of all races.Discriminated against all his life will he fight back, or be consumed by hatred? Or will he learn to rise above it?In the world of magic... the Order of Arcane, filled with seven top races, all united by one thing: hating the color of his eyes and a certain name.This kid shall pay for a crime he never committed, etched with seven mythical curses by who? Who knows.How to release them? Solve the seven Akashi riddles.Will he win? Or just become another forgotten page in the history books of Eldarado?There are three primary types of magic: Normal. Racial. Unique.He awakens all of them.Normal: Well maybe not so normal for him.Racial: ??Unique: ??And one final question whispered in the shadows of forgotten historyWho is the true, declared heir to the Obsidian Throne.

In a freak alchemy accident, the omnipotent Extreme Alchemist of his generation was bound to the continuous cycle of worldly existence. His fallen soul was reincarnated into the body of an ordinary young man named Fang Lin.

From then on, Fang Lin became the chaotic mess of an alchemy genius.

“You’re nothing but scraps before me. I am the almighty Extreme Alchemist! So, you’re a martial arts genius, huh? Come…Come. Come! Have a taste of the elixir made by the great master.”

The path of becoming an extreme alchemist was rough, bumpy and rugged, but at the end, the Mighty Cauldron awaited beyond the Nine Cauldrons!

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Going against the heavens, Tuoba Ye reincarnated. Body concealing Divine Root, hands holding Divine Talisman, possessing previous life’s experiences, from childhood, began cultivating the most difficult body refining method: Mythical Nine Transformations.

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To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.