Hide And Cultivate In The East Palace, Only To Find The Prince Is A Girl - Chapter 47 - : The Curtain Draws

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Many islands dotted the vast oceans of this world. However, some of the islands were a lot more sinister than the rest. Those islands, known as Nightmare Islands, were true nightmares to all but the strongest and most fortunate. Children were kidnapped and thrown on these isolated islands by the Nightmare Palace, forced to sign soul pacts with evil soul pets: Nightmares. These devils slowly devoured the souls of their trainers to grow stronger. If the children did not cultivate fast enough, their souls will be devoured whole, leaving only an empty husk behind.

Chu Mu, the protagonist, was an heir to the Chu Clan, but due to a plotted murder, he was thrown on the island, sentencing him to almost certain death. Dancing on the edge of life and death, he struggled to survive with a small Moonlight Fox he captured. When he finally escaped the devilish foremen on his island, he couldn’t help but let a breath out. But little does he know, the experience was only a beginning to a fated journey with his little Moonlight Fox…

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.”

Rejected at birth for lacking Ka, the divine essence that flows through all living beings, Alioth seemed cursed from the very beginning of his new life.When the heavenly kingdom of the gods collapsed, the world was consumed by Azoth: an abyssal fog that mutates every living thing it touches.Humanity's last refuge became Caelestia, a colossal floating citadel built amid the ruins of the gods' former home.Here, lineage is everything. Those who possess superior Ka can demand absolute obedience from the weak. Without it, one becomes fragile and unable to wield magic.But Alioth harbors a hidden gift, born from his past life: the power to bestow names drawn from the myths of his old world.Zeus, Odin, Excalibur, Gáe Bolg. Everything he names acquires the legendary traits of its mythical counterpart.But will this power be enough to survive and decipher the mysteries of this world?Alioth doesn't know yet, but he's determined not to waste his second chance.