The Magus Era - Chapter 29: Qing Yi

“If I told you about the darkness inside of me, would you still look at me like I'm the Sun?”******Annalise's life changed the very night she was married off to the Dark Lords who resided in the Cursed Castle. She was offered to them as a sacrifice to save their Empire.No one knew anything about those residing inside the Cursed Castle except that there were three of them, all men, and they all were very powerful.There was a dark force invading the peaceful lives of the people of Seelie Empire, people were disappearing and unseen things were happening. And the High Priestess confirmed that the Seelie Realm would need the help from the Dark Lords to win this battle against the unknown.Annalise ended up becoming the pawn as the only unmarried girl with royal lineage and the title of a Princess. To show their sincerity about the treaty, the royal family offered her hand in marriage to the Dark Lords, and to everyone's surprise, the Lords agreed. But they had a condition - she needed to marry all three of them!To save her Empire and people, Annalise agreed to marry all three Lords only to find that none of them showed up at the wedding.How was Annalise going to handle her married life, and her three husbands who were not only handsome beyond words but also more powerful and mysterious than people thought? Especially when they had a great battle to fight!

While they mine for gold, I dig graves.While they use healing ointment, I munch on graveyard grass.While they take Mana Potions, I light incense and candles.While they meditate to recover, I rest in a coffin,While they attack with magic, I retaliate by tossing paper money....Let's see how a skeleton turns the tables in an online game, stirring up chaos to become the ultimate boss!

“At thirty, a rare age in the past, and when the King of Hell doesn’t summon you, you go of your own accord.”After his divorce, Lu Liang suddenly felt as though the dirt was already up to his neck, especially when he could hear the sound of a running memorial lantern.Until he discovered that it was a message from the future, and that’s when his life took a dramatic turn.…Living in this world, we are all mere mortals.Being a mortal isn’t so bad—greedy, lustful, cunning, selfish…

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”