MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused - Chapter 182

Laviore Bailey—the ‘fake saintess’ who banished the innocent princess and stirred up bad blood to wage war.

She’s the villainess with a façade of a saintess.

“I love you. So just shut your mouth and die. Okay?”

But the moment her trusted lover chose her as a sacrifice to the demon, and she realized her father was behind the plan, she killed herself by swallowing poison.

It hurt. It was so painful that she could not even scream. But it was fine. Because she knew this was not the end.

“I will save you this time.”

Then, she came back for her second life. She was determined to rescue those who were unlucky because of her and restored her life back.

“You do whatever you want for the man in your dream.”

Demian said with a rough smile.

“I’ll also protect you the way I want to.”

When a national athlete of China laughs at being able to win a gold medal in video gaming, what a pro-gamer like yourself ought to do is take your size-42 shoe and measure it against his pretty face!

”President of Ouda, you ignore me today, and I will have three children tomorrow. Take care of you!“

Xia Weichu is a village girl. Ou Beichen, the favorite of heaven, doesn‘t like her at all, but Xia Weichu accidentally conceived three babies.

Unexpectedly, Ou Beichen robbed two babies.

Five years later, Xia Wei was transformed into a big man in the medical field.

All kinds of cattle broke their waistcoats and returned to their hometown, vowing to take back the lost two treasures.

She formed an alliance with the talent treasure to take advantage of Ou Beichen! Ravage Ou Beichen!

A snow before shame! Who ever thought that Ou Beichen, a handsome man, didn‘t talk about martial virtue.

She took it and ravaged it with her. It looks like she enjoyed it very much! Finally, he threatened to rob her...

“Success is a shallow foundation built on luck and circumstance. Failure, accumulated and stacked like endless bodies in a mass grave, forges the deepest roots into unshakable power. I know all this about power with surety as all I had were countless failures. After all, I am Vakochev, and I set the very Scales of Existence. This... is my story. Existence, is my Story.”---In the brutal Lands of Stone, where mountains move and beasts devour civilizations whole, power is the only currency that matters.Damian Vakochev was once a prince to a glorious power, but he was stripped of that power, family, and everything he held dear as he was left with a shattered foundation.In an age where tribes war for scraps and Neolithic Empires crush all who oppose them, where ancient beasts roam territories older than memory and Mana flows through the Lands of Stone like blood through veins, where Warriors reinforced by Mana who could go against entire armies and Primal Beasts could devour entire mountains, Damian looks upon it all and asks...why?Who said things had to be the way they were? Who decided what power truly was?Why could he not stand over the tallest mountain and declare exactly what power was as he saw fit?!Why did he have to follow the set path of cultivation? Why were others born with Land and Sky Physiques while he was not? What prevented him setting up his own rules and his own paths?!