Professional Body Double - Chapter 104

Zhang Qiu is an archaeology undergraduate. One month ago, he went to Qinling Mountains with a group of archaeologist doctorate students led by Prof. Fang, to study the newly discovered ancient tomb. While the people were excited to open the tomb, Zhang Qiu was pushed back, and accidentally fell into an opening. Before he fainted, he saw a pair of red eyes staring at him. When woke up, he discovered that he was deflowered! QAQ he remembered the deeds and often dreamed of it.

Regaining the memories of his previous life, Cyril realised that he was an otome game’s character, the villainous daughter– Sophia’s butler.At the rate things were going, Sophia would eventually have the prince stolen away from her by the heroine, fall into darkness, and be executed.Wanting to save the villainous daughter he was so fond of, Cyril moved to eliminate all the factors that would cause her to fall into darkness, raising her up to be a talented and beautiful girl who could win the prince’s love, however…

Waking up as a baby in the Naruto world, reborn in the same generation as Naruto and Sasuke—Izayoi knew this was a hell-level start.But at the age of one, everything changed. He awakened the Talent Entry System.As long as he defeats an opponent, there's a chance to absorb one of their unique talents and add it to his own arsenal.His Newbie Gift Pack?A one-time talent copy ticket.His first thought was to use it on Naruto and copy his Sage Body.But then—he had a better idea.Why not use it on Ōtsutsuki Toneri, the moon dweller who once descended to Earth just to glimpse Hinata from afar?In a world ruled by bloodlines, where power flows through heritage and strength decides everything, no cheat is more broken than the pure Ōtsutsuki bloodline.~~~

With an entwined fate, Ajab has to make a choice.But does fate belong in the hands of the Prince? Are the firmaments his for the splitting? Can he save his heart or dive head face into his death?Maybe sometimess doing nothing is our most vicious fight.At the end, the pen determines the way the ink flows, so who cares if it's death or fate, or even the firmaments, just leave it to the Author.