Her Cultivation Diary - Chapter 1925 - 1710: Boss Bro_3

What would you do if you were transported to an academy where becoming immortal was possible? Where magic spells and swordsmanship were your courses and fighting zombies and wars were your exams? Dawn Academy was no ordinary learning institution and Xiao Lin was about to find out how mysterious and exciting this magical academy really was.

They once called her daughter.Adopted into the Falcon pack as a baby, Andria knew only love until the day her adoptive mother gave birth to a “real” daughter.Overnight, affection turned into neglect, and her sister Lena made sure lies poisoned the last shred of love left for Andria.Framed, humiliated, and punished for countless sins she never committed, Andria finally walks away.Changing her identity to Aria Wolfsburn, she hides her past and the truth of what she is: a vampire raised by wolves. At Moonstone Academy, an elite werewolf school, she thought she could just… disappear.Upon arriving at the academy, she encounters the three powerful, arrogant Alpha Successors, all sons of the kingdom's stronghold families, and her vengeful ex.As if that was not enough, on the night of her 18th birthday, she was shocked to discover she wasn’t just a vampire, but also a werewolf… a hybrid.Meeting them after that, an irresistible bond forms between her and the Successors, including her ex, revealing all four of them as her fated mates.And fate isn’t done with her yet.After bonding with her ex and the three Successors as her fated mates, chaos erupts when the king himself handpicks her for a marriage alliance… making him the fifth Alpha drawn to her.Now caught between fate, duty, and dangerous desire, Aria must make a choice… Will claiming her power mean choosing one of them… or losing them all?.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]

For the crimes he commited, Theo was executed by the exile to the outlands, beyond the limits of human civilization, where the S-rank monsters reigned supreme.Yet, rather than feeling despair, guilt or anything else... Theo was excited.He had no memory of comitting any of the crimes he was sentenced for. Or, to be more precise, he had no memory of doing anything in this world other than sitting in the prison-coach as it drove to the edge of the civilization.And how could he not, with the system prompt hanging out in the corner of his vision, promising to activate only once he set foot in the outlands?Turn the world into blocks... and mine them out. Craft whatever your heart desire. Construct, automate, explore and exploit!But when you hear the boss music kick in...Do you run, or do you stand your ground and fight?!And what if, while you play minecraft... Others play game of thrones?