The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven - Volume 3 Chapter 25

BOOK WARNING: EXTREMELY EXPLICIT - 18+ ONLYTHERE IS; HIGH-HEAT LESBIAN MUMMY-KINK SMUT, FREQUENT AND GRAPHICALLY DETAILED SEX SCENE~~~One betrayal. One nightclub. One night and Riley's life changed.When Riley Harper, the college freshman, catches her boyfriend in bed with her little sister, she runs straight into an exclusive club, and straight into the arms of Valentine Sloane,the most dangerous woman she’s ever met… who also happens to be her ex’s mother.Valentine doesn't seduce, she claims and when Riley walks straight into her, she stakes her claim on her.One moment Riley is broken and lost, the next moment she’s on her knees in a penthouse worth more than her entire life, whispering “yes, mummy,” like it’s the only word she was ever meant to say.Riley's life takes a different turn when she begins college. It was supposed to be a simple experience but her school is crawling with gorgeous lesbians at every corner.How long is she going to cope without Valentine's touch when she gets soaked and shaky everyday as she watched other girls bumping cookies?

WARN:

SLIGHT ROMANCE!! NO HAREM!! FAMILY GENRE!!

Filled with political intrigue, warfare, adventure, friendship, and betrayal.

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Synopsis:

I transmigrated into a novel that I read years ago as the second Prince of the Chrono Empire and was fated to be killed by my half-brother, the First Prince at the age of 12.

So, What's my role in this novel?

Am I the villain?

Am I an insignificant extra?

Am I the protagonist? Nah, definitely not.

But, why bother?

Following the novel's plot isn't my style and I won't let it dictates my life.

Regardless of my role, I am the main character of my own life.

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.

Demons in Academy of Light are described as vile, dark, cruel, evil, impure, and a whole lot of other things. At least, that’s how they’re portrayed in the game—a sacred land where demons and dark energies aren’t supposed to exist. That’s how it was supposed to be... So what the hell am I supposed to do now? Thanks to my rotten luck, my soul ended up possessing the lowest-ranking demon, the one who dies at the very beginning of the story... I’m screwed! I have no other options left... If I want to survive, I have to kill the protagonist.