MTL - Doomsday Home is the Most Stable - ~ Bros!

As a rising Formula One race car driver, Ye Ci had always been criticized.

“Aloof and indifferent, unable to be reasoned with.”

“Suspected to have a mental illness, is this person really suitable for the track?”

“He doesn’t really love the sport, racing is just his way of venting his violent emotions.”

Huo Tinglan’s demeanor was always elegant and protective in front of the media, and he said that his husband was just quiet and introverted. After five years of marriage, they respected each other and were quite harmonious.

It was not until Ye Ci died unexpectedly during a race that Huo Tinglan gradually realized . . . . . .

He wasn’t quiet and introverted, but instead lifeless. Before finding his refuge, Ye Ci had gone through too many dark and painful moments.

After enduring years of suffering and longing, Huo Tinglan was unexpectedly reborn. Ye Ci was only eighteen years old this year, and everything was within reach.

Huo Tinglan was cheeky and went directly to his door to ask for a kiss.

- Description from Novelupdates

In a magical Middle Ages, it was difficult to stick to your beliefs…or even to be alone.

Because the people here are not simple, they are ignorant, greedy and cruel.

Because the nobles here are not noble, they are insidious, vicious and tyrannical.

But… people’s constitutions cannot be generalized.

Lan En touched the two hearts and three lung sacs under his chest.

It is estimated that not only in this world, but also in other worlds connected by the intersection of the celestial sphere, I can maintain a healthy view of good and evil.

——Then get rid of all those hopeless scum!

[Estimated world experience: Sekiro, Assassin’s Creed, Monster Hunter, Bloodline, Dark Souls, Nioh…]

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If life could repeat itself, what would you do?Would you repeat your first life and stay a normal average joe? Perhaps your gaze will betray the life you’ve already lived, but you remain insignificant and unknown, stretching your neck up high to watch the furling clouds roll by?Or will you make the world your stage, stir up every cloud and wind under all the heavens, making the entire world your captive audience as you dance, making people’s hearts pound with your every move?Composing my own laws, establishing the order I desire…a human life is a measly ten decades, so why don’t I light the candle that is my life and set this world ablaze!!