Demonic Ascension: After 10,000,000 Years, The Lord Abyss Returns - Chapter 7 - : The Change

When our protagonist becomes the game character Jun Karentia, she thinks she has it made. She may be just a lowly support mage, but with her knowledge of the game, she knows she can finagle her way to the good ending following around the main character, Fabian. The problem? This game doesn’t end after one playthrough. Jun is prepared to guide Fabian through the second playthrough to the true ending when… Fabian abandons her. Now the Grand Duke Mayer Knox—captain of the Dark Knights and the secret final boss—is determined to have her join his party. Can Jun turn the final boss into the main character? Why is Mayer Knox so intent on having her in his party? And when will these rumors about being his lover stop?!

The existence of a magician is to understand the truth of the real world. Saleen Metatrin, an ordinary magician, initially wanted to change one’s mind and destiny. During this, he went through many situations and phases in his life.

A modern university graduate, traversing the window between two worlds, steals a celestial cultivation opportunity that originally did not belong to him. And this celestial technique, quite unorthodox...My credibility should be assured. In order to be responsible to the readers, I must earnestly remind you: my book is easy to linger on in your thoughts, so proceed with caution.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”