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... othing more than pawns on a grander chessboard..." His violet eyes dimmed. "And unfortunately, I learned that far too late."

For the first time since I met him, Trickster felt... human. Too human.

It was as if the mask had slipped, just for a moment and I was staring at the regret underneath.

And then, just as quickly, the smile was back, sharp, mocking and too wide to be real.

I always thought of destiny as a bitch with a personal vendetta against my handsomeness ...

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I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess

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Xiao Ran transmigrated to a fantasy world. As a dungeon guard in the Celestial Dungeon, with a special floor called the Purgatory meant for powerful demons and martial arts experts, he faced a huge challenge from the start. The Eldest Princess acquired a forbidden martial arts technique and was banished to the Purgatory. However, no one was powerful enough to restrain her. All the dungeon guards were defeated. Xiao Ran stepped up and declared, “Your Highness, it’s better for you to behave yourself on my territory” and effortlessly subdued the Eldest Princess.

He progressed from imprisoning the Eldest Princess to delivering the Great Xia Kingdom from the evil clutches of various demons and evil martial arts experts.

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Xiao Ran was the mastermind behind the scenes.

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Martial Arts Ain't That Big of a Deal

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I fell into a wannabe murim.But apparently martial arts is supposed to be difficult?Hm… Is it really that bad?

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Fairy Tail Destiny

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Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?