The Billionaire's Contracted Wife [English] - Chapter 402: A Friend Showed Up...

Sky is not born of Shen Huan, millennium is like night.

This is a rebirth who wants to release himself, and has an interesting life story after getting a less serious system.

- Description from Uukanshu

With A Tale of Blades & Blood, the world of Avalion takes shape in the form of an all too familiar world. Filled with morals either clear or grey, war is inevitable while peace never lasts. Fifteen centuries of watchful peace and subtle tension have finally boiled, and the conflict rises once more, now filled with more bloodshed than ever before.Beyond the mountains of the Nortenhein, the Weslands arm themselves to take back their lands and bring forth to the south and the east A Bloody Winter. To the east, over hills and through forests of old and past the waters of the Red River, The East Plains stand tall with the Spire as its center, ready to fulfill their Dream of Vengeance. Deep in the south where the cities stand and to the west where the walls never crumble, steel meets steel as brother fights brother in A Dance of Fire and Swords.Witness the adventures of Orevian Ballister, Norien Ravenhan, Forien Strix, and Loran Aelond as they face battles of wits, blades, honor, glory, and tragedy in a story that shall never be forgotten:A Tale of Blades & Blood.

In this world, there are people living in misery, they die full of resentment and the end of their despair, they beg the devil, even at the cost of their souls, to witness the one they hate descend to hell.

This is commonly called, “making a deal with the devil.”

In the new age and new life, the newly born little incubus, You Ning, started his first deal as a devil immediately after graduation.

But what’s up with this archangel that’s chasing after him?

#Don’t fall in love with me; I’m an incubus. I don’t have feelings.#

The beautiful little incubus X the handsome, domineering, and scheming archangel.

- Description from Novelupdates

I smile. I know I smile. I just don't know when.“Entropy?” After all, the blood in my veins dried up decades ago, only dust remains.“Ephemera?” My begging longingness—all of my dreams, devoured by void. Left is but an empty shell—hollow inside.“Life?” Paradox.“Death?” Cold, but equal for all. Just like the blood in my heart's arteries and veins— frozen—time immemorial.“Universe?” Its fabric—time and space, wrapped around like some illusion, a grand simulation—just like that dream...faint, but there.“Dream?” I couldn't tell...very...disorderly like chaos, like silhouette in the mist, hard to capture, it's memory very faint.“Home?”“Home?”“Are you there?”...***Reality fiction.