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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · Fantasy
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459 Chs

|| Chapter 271 || A Get-Together?

A few weeks passed, the departure was near. Moulin had no memory of when he first entered the walls of Helios. He was unconscious then. Currently, he stood on the ledge of one of the viewing towers of the Veresyah training arena. His feet, an inch away from the edge. There was no fear in his eyes as he stared at the walls enclosing the city from the far-off distance. Like the earth was shielding it and the people within. But the earth was dead. The land rotting will not stop, and soon, with the barrier gone... not even these walls can protect them. 

"Moulin!" 

Striding towards the young man who stands at the edge of the platform, Ghana flicked the blue scarf around her neck over her shoulder. Her long platinum hair was pulled back and tied in a high ponytail behind her head.