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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

you_li_er · Urban
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204 Chs

Elijah's Interest Pt I: (HOLE DIGGING)

Moulan never thought that he would land himself in such a quagmire.

He was truly and thoroughly fucked.

And not in a good way.

He currently sat in a modernly designed office. The woodwork on the walls and the furniture was one that surpassed the times. It looked both ancient, modern, and futuristic at the same time, balancing them out well, though leaning more towards the modern side.

In fact, it looked like it could still be considered modern, yet classic centuries from now, no matter how the future of interior designed looked like, they would always leave a space for this space.

"So, what do you want to say for yourself?"

A clear and imposing voice was heard from right across Moulan's seat.

"That you're information was a little too inaccurate..." Moulan mumbled with his head lowered so much that his chin was touching his chest.

This was just too embarrassing.

"What do you have to say for yourself as a Master hypnotist huh?"