Chaotic Lightning Cultivation - Chapter 9: Initial Display of Power

Liu Zilang had a well-kept secret — he was a prodigy in competitive FPS eSports. His specialty? CSGO. He even entered the finals in the prestigious world tournament.

Alas, his team fell short due to Liu Zilang’s inexperience. Shattered by the fact, Liu Zilang vanished from the eSports scene. That was until his friends got him to play a new game known as PUBG.

Liu Zilang’s life turned around and he began to make his comeback. Follow Liu Zilang as he encounters difficult situations, all while learning to open up as a person, but more importantly as a brother.

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He was a loser in his past life, useless, but at least he never truly lacked anything. He had money, food, a roof over his head, and everything he thought he needed.He had never fought a day in his life, he didn't need to struggle for his life.Then he got hit by a bus… and woke up in another world.A world where destruction and bloodshed were the norm. A world shattered by apocalypse, where people lived on floating islands and sailed across the skies in airborne ships. A world where the weak had no place to survive.Now, he inhabits the body of a Dragon, the weakest of the royal bloodline. A cursed runt abandoned by his siblings, carrying their curse.He is now known as Kaedros, the Dragon of the Sun.He was banished and thrown into the human territory, to fend for himself in the midst of the enemies that wanted him dead.But now as a Dragon, given a second chance, he didn't want to waste it by being a loser a second time. This time, there's inheritance to claim, territories to conquer and galactic, dimensional enemies to fight._________________So I'm going to add this. The pacing is going to be in the middle, not fast or slow. And the MC won't just get insanely overpowered at the start.He's not going to be a weakling either, after all from the title, you already know how things are going to end.I value character developments, so you'll see a lot of that as well.Things are going to develop in a reasonable way.Ps— you're already adding this to your library, so just start reading now!!

A face is a face, a song is a song, a composition is a composition.

Beautiful, talented and hardworking upcoming idol Sun Woojoo.

One day, a miracle came to him!

“I’ll become a star who shines more than anyone else.”

His dreadful dancing wasn’t an issue anymore.

At last, an idol with everything prepared.

Now, a monster rookie has appeared in the entertainment world!

In this life, the greatest star in the universe!

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.