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Li Qiang worked as a doctor at a gynecology clinic near a textile factory. Just as he was about to close for the day, a young married woman walked in. The married woman wore a white cheongsam that accentuated her curvy, sensuous figure, with her long legs accentuated by the high heels she wore, and her face was captivatingly beautiful with a sexy and mature allure. "I... My 'down there' feels a bit uncomfortable,"

In the fractured realm of **Everburn Labyrinth**, where ash falls like snow and forgotten gods whisper through cursed bloodlines, **Seryn Octavius**—the last heir of the soul-devouring **Emberdirge Dynasty**—barters memories for power. His family’s ancestral curse binds him to a grim truth: every drop of alchemical elixir he brews erases a fragment of his past. But when his exiled mentor, **Lady Eluinora**, is exposed as a traitor who sold his clan to the God of Oblivion, Seryn’s quest for vengeance unravels a millennia-old conspiracy: the very curses that cripple the ancient dynasties are shards of a slain primordial deity, and *he* is the crucible to resurrect it. To survive, Seryn must master the forbidden **Ashborne Alchemy**, turning his family’s funeral rites into weapons—distilling grief into corrosive mists, forging vows into chainblades, and weaponizing his own decaying soul. Allies become liabilities: a mechanized orc warrior whose heart ticks toward self-destruction, a moon-cursed assassin hunting her reflection, and Eluinora herself, whose lies may hold the only key to salvation. As the **Clockwork Throne** awakronsume cities into slag and the **Thousand-Eyed Abyss** hungers for his lineage, Seryn faces an impossible choice: embrace the erosion of his humanity to become the realm’s destroyer, or shatter the alchemical laws of the universe—and with them, every soul he vowed to protect

Takdir kelam nan abu yang menghantuiku mengharuskanku berkutat tak berdaya. Morphe sialan yang kubawa sejak lahir membuatku harus mencari jalan untuk menghindari takdir mengenaskan yang tertoreh untukku. Siapa yang ingin terlahir dengan Morphe langka nan berbahaya? Hidup puluhan tahun dengan was-was, khawatir tertangkap oleh para petinggi dan tetua klan harimau baik di wilayah boreas maupun notus. Segalanya semakin rumit ketika aku bertemu zaman dengannya. Aku berpikir sejenak, apakah takdirku dan takdirnya akan sama dengan para pendahulu kami? Apakah pertempuran berdarah yang menghabiskan seperempat populasi manusia fana akan kembali terjadi? Atau justru sebaliknya, takdir manis akan menghampiri kami selangkah demi selangkah?

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---Updates every Thursday noon (GMT) [You have been chosen to be the Dragon Slayer] There wasn't a single villager of the kingdom of Latime who haven't heard of the tale of the Dragon Slayer tale. One day Sodifery, a mercenary waiting for his knight coronation, was suddenly chosen to become this millennial's Dragon Slayer. Much to his dismay, he begrudgingly leaves to re-enact those before him: stab the slumbering Dragon, Gyric, forcing the dragon into hibernation was the only salvation against the Dark Minions which feed on its power. It was only when Sodifery suffered great losses did he reach the end of his journey, and when the guide ‘Light Deity’ backstabbed him, he finally learnt the truth of the Dragon Slayer tale… …tangled between a larger conflict between the Light and Darkness Dragons of who holds true reign of the dimensions. --- What to expect: Dragons, A sassy MC, slow romance, Dimensions --- First novel. This was an old idea of two characters that never seemed to fit in one world > thus I wrote them in many dimensions. Now with an actual plot. I'm in a rush to finish this story so expect fast-pacing. I use a quick grammar checker before uploading it. No rewrites or re-edits, I'm finishing this until I see the end. Story Updates are on my twitter @naphide1. Cover is AI generated.

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Where might fails, magic succeeds in this world. Yet there are beasts that mastered both raw power and the arcane. With wings causing gusts and cast shadows, with blades for claws and knives for teeth, with breath the flaming inferno the cold blizzard. They are wyrms, boon or curse to all creatures. And our story follows one dragon born under curious circumstances.