The Dragon of Dreams - Chapter 374: Death

When Li Xianyu was 20 years old, he received his father’s inheritance, an 18-year-old great-grandmother who was incredibly beautiful.

Li Xianyu: “Great-Grandma, why are you so young?”

Great-Grandma: “That’s because I died when I was 18 years old.”

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The world is a place full of mystery, and many ordinary people live their entire lives without ever glimpsing even one percent of its truth.The fate of one family was destined to be average until one rainy night, when a family member arrived at the newly married couple's door with a child born out of wedlock.Terra was about to undergo an upheaval because... the strongest was born!---------------------This is the story of Kaizer Lunin, a young man born with a special ability that causes him to suffer from mild antisocial personality disorder.A brush with life and death awakens this power fully, turning him into one of the strongest Espers in the world!However, this also thrusts him into the hidden parts of the world, where secret societies, powerful factions, and the government clash in their bid to claim the empty title of 'strongest Esper'—a void left by a certain someone.And maybe, if he doesn’t die prematurely, Kaizer has a shot at that title himself!

Imagine having the opportunity to be able to enter different worlds created by numerous novels and stories. Which kind of role would you like to play?

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.They were both the creators and the enders of stories.Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.“Step over my corpse and go on,” he said.