Astral Apostle - Chapter 2: Forced Migration (2)

A university student is stuck working on coursework late into the night due to some unfortunate circumstances. After reflecting on the choices she has made so far in her life and looking forward to what she can do once she is finally able to really get her life going, she starts to make her way home.Unfortunately for her, that life is abruptly cut short, and she finds herself in a new world as a new person, one with a fluffy tail at that. She must come to grips with her new reality, no matter how bad it may seem. Luckily, a clumsy kitsune goddess seems to be looking out for her.This little kitsune will go on a journey to improve herself as she learns more about the world she now lives in, struggles through romance, and puts her life together.

Finding himself in an Last Airbender without an airbender around, a transmigrator waterbender goes on an adventure to stop the worst from happening to him.

What happens when a history teacher dies and becomes a prince in another world? Of course, he becomes the greatest emperor!He will use all of his family's resources for his own benefit, conquer the world, and... beautiful women! Ahem. This is a novel full of intrigue where he will get what he wants, build his own empire, and finally protect his loved ones.He is a great leader to those he cares about, but a ruthless tyrant to his enemies. In this world of magic and mystery, he will not stop until he reaches the top.But what will he have to sacrifice for victory?

Xiao Nanfeng has a deeply held secret: he retains memories of his past life on Earth. Trained as a scholar and wise beyond his years, he leverages his understanding to free himself from captivity and embarks on the path of cultivation. His goal is to find his missing parents, ten years lost. Loyal allies will accompany him, and fierce enemies will deter him—but talented cultivator though he might be, Xiao Nanfeng's greatest strength has always been his mind.

Original Blurb: Beneath the vast firmament, the brilliance of an era is but a fleeting moment, a flash of fireworks that vanishes in the blink of an eye. Look down upon the land, through countless ages, and witness the rise and fall of civilizations. Immortal sects, vast empires, sanctuary and holy ground—all are but specks of dust against the backdrop of the heavens; the glory of millennia, reduced to ashes. Yet from the depths of ruin, new sparks emerge. You and I, we strive to become towering trees that would pierce through the heavens. What lies beyond the celestial dome?

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