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//Phantom//ghost..or demon?

Shi La. Shura as her real name was wacky, maniac a crazy girl. "Don't bullshit about me, I'll take your head!" Shura spoke to the writer, pointing his knife. Then he kicked the writer off the stage and started speaking. "I am Shura. The most perfect creature of the entire Realm. Intelligent, smart, brave, beautiful, the best, the most beautiful, the most perfect-" "Is it over ?" The writer, who was thrown off the stage, could not help but ask. "Why are you lying to the readers?" Shura sneered and said, "How would you know, ignorant?" "I write, I won't know, but who will?" he couldn't help but say. Shura froze as soon as she heard that. Then, slyly, he pointed his gun at the writer and said, "You will write me as the most perfect, richest, most beautiful and strongest creature in the universe!" he threatened. The writer changed the fiction he wrote by crying in a corner and trying so hard. The character that had to grow up, like Chinese novels, was the strongest from birth. "We didn't get it, if there is no innocent girl, bad boy, tradition, religion and mafia, what taste is fiction?" said the readers. "Shut up, you bastards" Shura continued with disdain, "Will you find someone more pure-hearted than me, better than me? Traditions? It doesn't bind me. Rules are made for me to break it! Religion? Ahahaha! What does the devil know about religion? Mafia? Please don't compare those brats with me! And bad boy? There can only be two kinds of men who skewed me! One is not yet born, the second is dead!” ___ Cover belongs to me.

_Kazuki_Kirigaya_ · Fantasy
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234 Chs

Bonus Episode: 11# My History

Experimentation has been stereotyped in many fictions to draw sympathy for the main character. The drug-tested characters were pathetic.

That is, at least in the fictions her sister read.

But the organization he's in isn't all that cool. He fell into a carrion that was soaked in dirt up to the ankle.

It's not hard to guess, that was the beginning of the race. Shura, one of the first subjects and lead subjects, saw her experimenters die, but she herself still stopped at this age.

18 years old.

He did not grow old, he did not get sick, but every night he suffered from excruciating pain.

The cells, which were renewed every night from scratch, were dividing and multiplying so rapidly that even the bones cracked with change, his body ached as if it were intertwined.

He worked illegally in many laboratories by not giving up on this job. He was anonymous, so he took on many identities.

His new drug is a rapidly adapting gene regenerator, perhaps the result of tens of thousands of failures.

The moment he injected it himself, several newly released gene-modification drugs were popular and available on the market. But it mostly had simple functions such as hair and eye changes. He wrote his gene from start to finish, and the next moment he said goodbye to his ghostly profession.

His true identity is now the first and only demon on earth.

-To be continued-