Sublight Drive (Star Wars) - Chapter 81

Before her rebirth, Wei Luo was an innocent little girl.

The next day.“I’ve stressed this time and again—I’m responsible for making the ethos of the cultivation world off-kilter! History is written by the victors, and I’ve triumphed!” Sword Immortal Lu Yang expressed his ire during a press interview.—Brought to you by The Cultivation Times.(Translated by Rakumon)It is the first day of the twelfth month of the year—a suitable day for the launch of this novel (I hope… :3) I am Rakumon, the translator of Who Let Him Cultivate?! This novel is known for its refreshing humor and imaginative ideas in the Chinese community. If you like a witty protagonist, interesting side characters, a mystery plot in the background, and plenty of comedy, do read on and be a part of Lu Yang’s journey! I have previously worked on Consort of a Thousand Faces and Transmigration: Of Mysteries And Songs on Volare. It will be my first time translating a novel from this genre, and it definitely doesn’t help that this novel is heavy with jokes, puns, wordplay, memes, poems, cultural references—you name it. Nonetheless, I will try my best to bring them across to all of you, and please also feel free to share your comments!

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT [18+]An enemy, a punishment, a curse in disguise of blessing.An alpha who simply wants to claim an omega as his.An omega escaping his tragic past, trying to heal the scars that seem to never fade.Synopsis:In a world where Alphas ruled and Omegas were seen as figures of motherhood and love, Ren lived as a Beta. And in a world where humans have mixed with other species such as gods, demons, elves, witches, Ren was a human of pure blood.However, from a young age, he had been able to see what others cannot. A mere glance could kill. A single touch could heal. Born with a cursed blessing—the power to both save and destroy—Ren was bound and raised by the temple, blindfolded and used as a living weapon. For years, they unleashed his power against their greatest enemy: the Ravhara Kingdom, with whom war had raged for centuries.But after taking too many lives, Ren couldn’t bear the guilt and the nightmares haunting him. He escaped and crossed the border into Ravhara kingdom, hiding his identity. Disguised as a servant, he began working under the very army he once fought—under their general, Zayden Sylvaris—as his personal servant under strange circumstances.Ren worked by his side like a ghost. As if he wasn’t there in the first place.Everything was going smoothly… until one night, the general followed the sweet scent of an omega—only to find Ren, his personal attendant, standing there.Him? An Omega in heat?But that couldn’t be. He didn’t any hire Omega, and Betas weren’t supposed to have a scent. So certainly… he had to be an Omega hiding his identity.And it was the very servant who screamed, “DEMON!” on their first meeting.Zayden becomes consumed with the need to find out the truth. But as desire clashes with hatred, and secrets unravel, one thing becomes dangerously clear: The servant he thought was ordinary, is far more than he appeared.How long can Ren keep his identity buried?And what happens when an Alpha who only wants to claim… meets an omega who was never meant to be touched?DISCLAIMER:This story is set in a fictional, fantasy, omegaverse (ABO) universe. All lore are the author’s imagination.Content Warning: This novel contains scenes of violence, trauma, abuse, and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously.This is also a slow burn. So if you expect quick progress, then it might not be your cup of tea.And lastly, as I always say, understand the characters. Do not judge them.Enjoy the read!

“My lady, you don't have to use your divine body on him! It's not necessary! Allow me instead!” Morena pleaded.“No, I must... After all, it's my story. I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want.” She laughed, her voice dripping with manipulation.I was just a high school student who loved writing.My entire life revolved around novels. Thousands of stories consumed, countless worlds explored, all building toward one dream: creating my own masterpiece.Then a freak accident killed me, my best friend, and some random boy we'd just met.As I took my last breath, only one regret burned through me: I never got to finish my novel.Everything went dark.When I opened my eyes, I stood before a god. She smiled at me with cruel amusement and offered a deal: complete my story from the inside, as a character that never existed in the original plot.Before I could answer, reality shattered around me.[Ding! You have successfully transmigrated into “The Life of an Evergreen”]'...What?'I wasn't the hero. I wasn't even a villain. I was nobody... a characterI never wrote.But here's the thing about being the author: I know every secret, every twist, every character's deepest fear. I wrote this world with my own hands... which means I know exactly how to break it.“You think you can rewrite your own story?”“I already did once. What's stopping me from doing it again?”If gods want to play games with my creation, then I'll show them what happens when the author steps into his own world. I'll manipulate every character, exploit every plotline, and twist this story until it bends to my will.Because when you know how everything ends, survival becomes child's play.The real question is: how far will I go to finish what I started?===Discord: https://discord.gg/38HTkz2Yw3