The Main Characters That Only I Know - Chapter 115:

The weather became extremely hot, and Xiao Yueling, whose parents died unexpectedly, got a space to trigger a sense of crisis, and decided to go back to his hometown to accompany his grandfather to face life and death together.

From the red land to the frozen world, people are caught off guard.

Viruses devour lives, and human beings are helpless in the face of disasters.

Survival is becoming more and more difficult, and many people will do whatever it takes to survive.

Meeting Li Kun by chance, the man said: “Little girl, I will protect you forever, okay?”

“Eat my family’s food, I have to take care of it!”

Xiao Yueling raised the machete in his hand, faced the black devil calmly, and said amazing words, who knew…

“The deal is all up to you!”

The machete in Xiao Yueling’s hand was almost scared off, what the hell did she accept!

Do you have to manage food and people?

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In the dawn of existence, the cosmos was a silent, empty canvas until the Mighty Celestial breathed life into the void, scattering seeds of creation across stars and planets. But from the shadows emerged the Anti-Life Entity—a ravenous parasite, the inverse of all design, consuming every living thing in its path.To protect the last bastion of life, Earth, the Constellar Entities, rulers of the grand design, were dispatched. These powerful beings, accustomed to cosmic command, found themselves with an “unacceptable” mission: guarding humanity. Among them, Triangulum, weary of this mundane task, plots his reincarnation. He has amassed forbidden knowledge, weaving a spell to shatter Earth's protective shield, inviting the very forces they were sent to repel.Yet, every move is anticipated by Orion, the Constellars' master strategist. Though they cannot wield their true power without a human conduit, Orion chooses Xerxez as his mortal vessel. Together, they confront Triangulum's dark magic, but the threat deepens when Xerxez's own son, Maximus, becomes the unwilling host for Draco, the Constellars' most formidable foe.Now, Xerxez faces an impossible choice: how can he defeat a cosmic evil when it wears the face of his own son?

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]