Cethin stared at the empty table and the few fruits that they nibbled on when he came back. He felt hungry again. Since when did he start yearning for food? Or was he hidden foodie the whole time?
His gaze stopped on Kendra. He lived like a fool for over five hundred years. In the eyes of his father, he was just a small chick and he realized he really was. Kendra changed his view to the world around him in so many ways that without her, nothing would be the same.
Ever again.
Feeling his eyes on herself Kendra's cheeks suddenly felt hot. Strange. She is a cultivator. A powerful one, such simple emotion... even hear heartbeat became quicker.
Weasel stared at her in curiosity as she nibbled on her lips. ''Can your kind become sick? Or shy? What is in your mind? I am dying of our curiosity. Your every change is effecting everyone as well. you need to handle your powers better.''
I can't believe I wrote 300 chapters and this will still need to go on. I plan to add some fluffy and cute moments as well as some destruction and death. I hope you don't mind. It's not like it would be the first time. Well. Now is just starting. Literally.
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Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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