From Corpse to Crown: Reborn as a Mortician in Another World - Chapter 82: Where The Bells Stay Silent

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…

“The Earth was chosen by the gods, and all humans were sent to another world, participating in a 'Dark Lord and Hero's game'.

Billions of humans played the roles of 'Dark Lord' and 'Hero', each needing to choose their initial race at the beginning.

Ethan Jackson was matched to the 'Dark Lord' faction and became a Dungeon King.

To his surprise, he found that he could see hidden information that others couldn't...

[Goblin Dark Lord] Low-level Bloodline, not recommended.

[Stone Giant Dark Lord] Mid-level Bloodline, not recommended.

[Magical Treant Dark Lord] High-level Bloodline, recommended.

[Golden Divine Dragon Dark Lord] Top-level Bloodline, highly recommended!

...

Heroes coveted Ethan's dungeon, and the treasures within it attracted numerous adventurers.

Among them, there were young Lady Knights, the saints of the royal capital, tsundere female magicians, and innocent but naive female priests...

Ethan could never have anticipated that.

As the game had just begun, the dungeon's Goblin guards caught a Lady Knight and offered her to him as a tribute.”

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In her previous life, Yun Qin was set up by her stepmother and stepsister, dying a horrible death. After getting reincarnated, she held onto her pregnancy test report and held her waist as she approached the most powerful family in the capital—the Song family. Ninth Master Song, the eldest legitimate grandson of the Song family, was rumored to be cold-blooded and arrogant. He was temperamental and ruthless. However, he agreed to marry the woman who approached him and demanded him to take responsibility by presenting her pregnancy test report. When the news came out, the entire capital exploded in shock. No one believed that Ninth Master Song would truly love an illegitimate daughter with a lowly status. It was harder to believe that a crude illegitimate daughter with low intelligence would be able to secure the position as the Song family’s matriarch for long. Therefore, the entire country was waiting for their divorce and waiting to see Yun Qin make a fool of herself. However, after Yun Qin married into the Song family, she set up a stall on the street to provide fortune-telling services to anyone who wanted to find out about their fortunes or misfortunes, romantic fates, and future undertakings... Eventually, her fortune-telling that never missed stirred up discord among the influential families in the Capital City! The wealthy nearly broke through the Song family’s door just to seek out Yun Qin’s fortune-telling services. Simultaneously, the Song family’s fourth-generation grandchild crawled out from Yun Qin’s abdomen. Yun Qin’s real identity slowly unraveled—nobody dared to belittle her anymore. With each passing year, Ninth Master Song not only maintained the marriage with Yun Qin but both of them fell deeper in love with each other. Everyone started smashing their figurative bowls, saying, “We’re so done chowing on this bowl of dog food!”

Epilogue:

Yun Qin, “Hey, handsome man, I’m afraid you’ll be in a life-threatening situation today. Do you want to exchange some money for safety?” The famous surgeon in Capital City looked at her in disdain, turned around, and left. That night, the surgeon kneeled before Yun Qin, begging her, “Ms. Yun, please save me!”

Yun Qin, “Sir, darkness enshrouds your forehead. I’m afraid you’ve been entangled with bad luck and will soon lose your life. Do you want to exchange some money for safety?” The financial bigshot flipped over Yun Qin’s stall with a single kick. That night, the bigshot kneeled before Yun Qin, begging her, “O’wise one, save me, please!”

Male lead persona: Arrogant, cold, ruthless, and decisive

Female lead persona: After her reincarnation, she was smart and calm. She could see spirits.

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.