A Single Mother's Farm of the Gods - Chapter 380: Creating A Bee Colony

What if I told you, right now, everything you know about what happens after death is a lie?

What if I told you that there is no afterlife after death, just an endless cycle of reincarnation after wiping your memory?

What if I told you that there is a way out of the cycle of reincarnation and all you have to do is wear a religious artifact, and if you die with it on, you are given the opportunity to reincarnate into a world of your choice while keeping your memories?

Would you take it...or would you continue with the mundane cycle that has gone on since the beginning of time?

This is a story about two brothers, one is a responsible police officer, the other a heartless weeb, who died during WW3 and are offered the opportunity to reincarnate into another world as brothers once more.

Upon their death, they are summoned to a mysterious Realm named the Hall of Gods, where they obtain a Game-like System from the Raven God Odin and The God of Light Yahweh.

Once the system, named The Over-Break System, is installed into their souls, the brothers are Reincarnated into a massive, ever-expanding, technologically advanced fantasy world called Vinestra, as newborn babies with the names, Cynrik and Brance Jetlensr.

But, in Vinestra, things aren't as they seem. Several types of Spatial Tears called “Egresses” frequently open up to an unknown dimension where monsters who drop items when killed spawn.

Cynrik and Brance, under the watchful eye of their respective Deities, learn how to utilize their new system, to become powerful existences who wield Mana like their plaything. But are they in control of their lives, or are the Deities?

((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS EVEN IF EARLY ON IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!))

Theme: World Creation, Gods, Mixed

Matthias died and became something that he least expected.

”I.. Am God?“

Join Matthias as he travel through galaxies and create all things.

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What would you do if you suddenly gained a power that no mortal man could hope to achieve?

What would you do if all creation suddenly bowed to your power and glory that only lofty Emperors could have?

Heaven and Hell submits to your power, The Immortal Realm fears your existence, The Mortal realm bows before your presence.

Would you like for all the realms to bow and praise even your shadow? All gods to bow before you? The Earthly Kings and Heavenly Rulers to sonorously chant your glorious name?

Or would you like to live the life of mortal men that are doomed to die? Understand poverty and loftiness? Powerfulness and powerlessness? Comprehend knowledge that arrogant gods wouldn't be able to?

Or would you like both?

Join him as he tries to live a life of a True God, Ruler of Creation.

”Are gods the greatest existence in all of the cosmos? No. Why? Gods are only worshipped by mortals who couldn't reach their power. Gods will be powerless in front of true power. They would be powerless in front of me.“

Yun Pianpian wears it into the novel and becomes the little palace maid on the background board.
The system made her Raiders become the tyrant Bai Yueguang.
The tyrant Xiao Changyuan has a sinister temperament, is violent, cruel, and cold. After the unification of the mountains and rivers, the people’s grievances boiled, and everyone got it and executed it.
The two fell off a cliff for some reason, Xiao Changyuan was bleeding and lost his memory.
“…woman, who are you?”
In the original book, Xiao Changyuan and the little palace maid both lost their memory. The two became brothers and sisters. They lived in Jiangjia Village for three years, and their relationship was like stagnant water. Yun Pian Pian decided to add a fire to the stagnant water. Boil it dry and let the love boil.
Yun Pianpian bit her rosy cherry lips, her apricot eyes filled with mist, and said delicately:
“Husband, I’m your wife, don’t you know me?”
The young emperor has a handsome and cold face, and his thin lips are tightly pursed.
The thick black ink eyes stared at her for a long time, and finally called her in a hoarse voice.
“…Miss.”
Yun Pianpian directed the tyrant to plough the fields, farm, cook, and wash clothes, and he lived happily ever after.
Until a rainy night, the east window incident happened, Yun Pian Pian’s face turned pale: “I’m sorry, I lied to you, I’m not your lady…”
Xiao Changyuan bit her red lips and rubbed against her ears, his eyes darkened and his voice hoarse.
“Miss, if you want to deceive, just deceive me to the end…”
My elegant, most likely to lie and deceive people, with a face full of hypocrisy.
But unfortunately, I love the way she lies and deceives people.
“Your hypocrisy, in my heart, are all sweet words.”
Xiao Changyuan’s heart was barren and cold and turned into a ruin.
But Yun Pian Pian danced gracefully above this ruin.
Makes him fascinated and haunted.
“She makes the abyss boil and makes love hot.”

#A tyrant escapes the archives alive and well#
[Healing to Redemption] [Sand sculpture is ridiculous] [Double C, 1V1]

One sentence introduction: The tyrant loves me like a madman! ! !
Purpose: to love yourself can you be loved by life!

Content tags: Traveling through time and space Female supporting sweet text
Search keywords: protagonist: Yun Pianpian, Xiao Changyuan ┃ supporting role: ┃ others: lies

- Description from novelbuddy

After being abandoned by her long time boyfriend on their wedding day, Rachael lost all her faith in love and relationships. But that changed when she met Andrew again.

With no hope of finding love again in her life, Rachael agreed to marry her father's best friend's son, Andrew Collins. But little did she know fate had different plans for her.

…..

Excerpt:

Holding his drunk wife in his arms, Andrew kicked the bedroom door open.

When he placed her in the bed, Rachael slowly opened her eyes. “Are we home?”

“Yes.” Taking her heels off, he covered her with the quilt. “I'll get you some warm water.” But before he could get up, she grabbed his hand.

“What happened? Do you want something else?”

Kicking the quilt off, she crawled in his lap. Placing one hand on his cheek and the other at the back of his neck, she inched closer. “Andrew—”

“Hmm?”

“I think I am falling for you, what should I do?”