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 Alright, to be an elder brother in a dysfunctional family, I first need a little sister.
 Which begs the question; is the next Shadowlord a female? That'd be quite progressive if true, but more importantly, that would mean Azell knows about the Shadowlord from his previous turn.
 Kind of seems obvious, now that I think about it. Like, how else would he know that this dungeon is where the leader of Shadows of sealed?
 Wait, Azell is not the only one on this mission; Noelle's also here. How exactly did he convince her to participate in this borderline inane expedition?
 Like, raising the fucking Shadowlord herself so that she doesn't turn into a genocidal maniac doesn't sound like the best way to deal with the situation.
 Did he tell her the truth, that he's a Regressor who has come back to the past to right some wrongs, which more probably than not includes saving Noelle's life?
 Or did he make some 1000 IQ plays through which he proved that having such knowledge is not out of the norm for him? Like, maybe he told them he has some 'Premonition' skill which showed him the future?
 "Now that I think about it, how did you know there was the Shadowlord itself sealed here?"
 Let's ask the man himself.
 "A… fortune teller told me."
 "…"
 He clearly winged it while hoping for the best, and I honestly don't know why his comrades believed him.
 They either went along with him while thinking "Get a load of this idiot" or they trusted him because, you know, he is their comrade.
 Most likely, it's the latter.
 "You… sure do trust your fortune teller a lot."
 "Uh-huh. She's honestly the best."
 You know what? Fuck it.
 I'll deal with things as they come because that's what I do best; carrying my teams.
 Quite surprisingly though, our journey to the Shadowlord's holding room(?) was rather uneventful. I was expecting something spicy, like an attack by the other Shadows who had come to pledge their loyalty to their new leader, but it was just a walk in the park.
 That sounds highly amusing, now that I think about it.
 Imagine being a Shadow who's on a mission to greet the new Shadowlord and carry out a, I dunno, maybe a Coronation Ceremony or something? Except that when he gets there he finds three seedy looking humans are trying to kidnap their infantile Queen because they want to raise her as their, of all things, a daughter.
 That stuff would go down in their history books as legitimately the strangest they, as a species, had encountered.
 Wait, that's actually how slavery works, does it not? In many of my lives, there were groups who kidnapped children and sold them to couples who could not bear a child on their own.
 I imagine the literal Shadowlord would fetch for a really high price.
 This mission suddenly took on a not so wholesome turn.
 "Hmmm, wait, why exactly are you trying to raise the Shadowlord?"
 Let's do the mature thing and simply ask. I'm sure they'll reveal everything to a child they met hours ago.
 "…" Azell looked back at me with widened eyes.
 "I mean, I thought hard but I cannot see any point in doing this. You do not plan to kill her either, so why don't you just leave her alone?"
 Unless there is a subplot going on where the Shadowlord is the last Shadow alive on this planet. We should definitely take her in in that case because I don't think this world has an orphanage for Shadows.
 Azell stopped in his tracks and we followed his example because I was in no mood to attempt this mission by my lonesome.
 Some moments of silence followed where I was stared at by Azell and Noelle with peculiar gazes.
 "Do you know the reason behind the existence of the Shadowlord?" Azell finally opened his mouth.
 "The Shadowlord's main goal is to create a just paradise for the Shadows."
 The word 'Just' is actually crucial while describing the Shadow's paradise. Because they've been tormented by other races since time immemorial, they want to create a world where no Shadow is unjustly persecuted and no Shadow faces injustice.
 "And do you know how they plan to do it?"
 "Well, they're of the opinion that true understanding is impossible between the different races, so their plan of action is to eliminate every other race."
 And they're not exactly wrong, per se. Understanding between individuals is possible, but understanding between entire races is a different matter altogether.
 They're just too different from each other.
 For the humans, the Shadow's are just mindless monsters who kill their friends and families. For the Shadows, the humans are cruel maniacs who slaughter their innocent families and friends in the name of justice.
 Not all Shadows prey on others, and not all humans go out to hunt down Shadows, but the blood that has been already shed prevents them from comprehending this fact.
 "You sure know a lot for a brat." Noelle quipped.
 "I call that 'Being well-read'."
 "So you read all this in a book?" She furrowed her brows.
 "I didn't exactly have anything else to do in that house."
 "Oh…"
 Hmm, am I gaslighting them? I seriously need to stop playing this victim card or I might traumatise them for life.
 "But Noelle is right. You know a lot of things. I expect great things from you as the R&amp;D Head."
 "You exaggerate." I shook my head. "Anyway, back to our discussion."
 "Right." Azell nodded. "So, what do you think about it?"
 "About what?"
 "About this whole Shadowlord having to create a paradise thing?"
 "Nothing much."
 What is there to think about it? It is a King's duty to work for their people. And if a mindless slaughter is what his Kingdom desires, then a mindless slaughter he shall give them.
 "Really? Do you not find it… sad that the Shadowlord is put into a role that they did not even ask for? That they are forced to fight for their people even though they never signed up for it?"
 "Isn't that what it means to be a leader?"
 "Isn't that a burden too heavy for a child that is just born? Look at it from their perspective; from the moment they take a breath into this world, they're expected to carry the burden of their entire race."
 "Well, they are also provided with the arsenal to carry out that duty."
 A Shadowlord is capable of thinking like an adult from the moment of their birth, while their powers rival those of the strongest Shadows. Needless to say, by the time they reach adulthood, they are already an absolute unit.
 "But they don't get a choice, do they? They exist solely for the Shadows. They're poisoned by the Shadow's wrath and pain and become twisted."
 Ahhhhhh…
 Now I see where he's taking this.
 This Shadowlord; the one we're trying to rescue from this dungeon, was most likely Azell's comrade in his previous turn.
 It's possible that she made some bad decisions which obviously led to horrific results, and as a leader, she was forced to live with her mistakes and ended up regretting being the Shadowlord.
 She might have wondered what would have happened if she wasn't born a Shadowlord. She probably thought about how happy she could have been if she started off as a normal Shadow where she would be free of the worries of being a leader.
 Most likely, she was young when this transpired, so she blurted out her thoughts to Azell in a moment of weakness.
 And so, our Regressor boi decided to save her by, dare I say, kidnapping her before she could be recognised as the Shadowlord.
 And, well I don't want to say this is one of the dumbest things I've heard, but it's pretty damn close.
 You don't take someone's raison d'etre unless you're capable of giving them a new one.
 That's like, the basics of 'Saving People 101'.
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 A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.
 He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.
 While looking forward to his new life, he died again.
 And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.
 Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.
 However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.
 Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.
 Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.
 As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.
 Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?
 However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.
 Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.
 The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.
 And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.
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 When he woke up, surrounded by zombies, Xiao Zhan was panicked, but fortunately he activated the fishing system. 
 “Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the zombies and rewarding Titanium Flame Taishou*1.” 
 “Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully fishing and obtaining S-level strength fruit.” 
 “Ding, congratulations to the host for his successful fishing and obtain the AK47 Fire Kirin*1.”
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 The king of assassins was reborn, mastering both alchemy and poison. Sitting inside the space, there was a ghost that loved crying. 
 Buying a sickly boy for a hundred gold coins, becoming the master of half a country for no reason. 
 On their wedding night. She slightly hooked her jade finger, “Come here.” 
 The man tried weakly bargaining, “Can I redeem myself?” 
 “No!” 
 “Can we wait for the bridal chamber tomorrow?” 
 She cast a cold gaze, “Give me a reason.” 
 “I…..My period is here.” 
 Her head was covered in black lines, “Do you think you would even believe that!” 
 After four hours—— 
 She weakly said, “I can’t go on anymore, wait until tomorrow.” 
 The man revealed an evil charming smile and turned her over before pressing down, “Want to run? Too late!”
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 Accidentally traversed the deserted ancient continent and turned into the weakest black demon snake…
 What’s more unfortunate is that he is still trapped in the thunder formation and cannot get in or out!
 Fortunately, the super evolution system is activated in time!
 “Ding! Congratulations to advance, evolve into a three-tailed mysterious snake!”
 “Ding! Congratulations to advance, evolve into a six-tailed black winged snake!”
 “Ding! Congratulations to advance, evolve into a nine-tailed swallowing python!”
 “Ding! Congratulations for having acquired a new skill: Face Slap Invincible…”
 In this life, I want to be the foremost existence of the food chain! I also want to transform the dragon to make the people fear…
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 Residing within the dense forest in Nore are the beautiful elves of Elune Forest. After the young elves began to be hunted by the humans to become slaves, the Queen of Elune decided that young elves could not leave the forest until after their adult ceremony at fifty years old. When Hai’an’s ceremony finally arrived, he was excited to be able to finally travel away from his home and see everything the world had to offer. However, he got more than he bargained for.
 What was supposed to be a simple ceremony turned into Hai’an transmigating to the body of… a plant?!
 Stuck as a small sapling called Shaking Grass, Hai’an was bought and given as a birthday gift to a retired Starfleet Marshal named Auguste.
 After retiring due to political conflict, Auguste spends his time trying to find more of his missing race, the ancient dragons. Unexpectedly receiving Hai’an, Auguste believes him to be nothing more than a rare, exotic plant. To his surprise, he finds that this little plant is intelligent and learns more and more every day.
 How will this stoic, unfeeling dragon fall in love with the little transmigrated elf who lost his body?
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 The demon king, who was betrayed by his relatives, was taken to the lair of human beings. His heart was full of humiliation and resentment towards humans.
 “Despicable human beings, how can I be their servant? I am the great demon.”
 “Shameless human being, how dare you touch my tail? When I regain my power, I will tear you to pieces.”
 Surprisingly, the woman took him in for several days, fed him fragrant food, brushed his hair, bandaged his wounds, and brought him back to the mountains. The human released his restraint, touched his ear, and told him, “Go. I’m setting you free.”
 Yuan Xiang had just completed her Taoism studies and entered the Demon Forest.
 She wanted to capture a little demon as an apostle.
 A wolf demon was injured by the attack of other demons. He was lying on the ground with blood stains all over his body. Yuan Xiang couldn’t bear it. So she took him home, tended his wounds, and took good care of him. The wolf demon was untamable and often growled at her everyday, extremely vicious. Then she let him go.
 Thereafter, at times when Yuan Xiang returned from outside, she would find some strange gifts by her door.
 The demon king, who was hiding secretly, was tickled with hate: That woman made a binding contract with a demon cat! Besides that beautiful face, the cat is useless! She actually touched that fox’s tail. It can’t be better compared to mine. My tail is the best!
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 Within the dream of the dreamer, the one who was dreamed of awoke.
 … Borges
 “I exist in the sunlight, the wind, between the heavens and the earth, and also in dreams.”
 One night, Yu Hao, a college student who was at his wits’ end had an unexpected encounter with a mysterious visitor – “General” – who had dream travelled. He led Yu Hao in solving the countless riddles that abounded in the realm of the conscious, and lit up the fire beacons on the meandering Great Wall.
 Thereafter, the darkness retreated, the sun rose, and when the long night was thoroughly lit up, the him who existed in reality was reborn.
 The black dragon that roared, the lighthouse and demonic eye on the coastline, the rain forest before Chichén Itzá, the fierce beasts that wreaked havoc in the Colosseum…the bizarre projection of reality in one’s consciousness reflected the hidden place that the sunlight in reality couldn’t touch – the innumerable sins of the human heart.
 The journey of seizing dreams continues, and one can only hope that the sun will continue illuminating the human heart.
 …
 Fire beacons on the Great Wall were lit up to signal a border invasion.
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 In a world where ghosts and monsters are rampant, Lin Que meets a beautiful lady in red, who smiles and shows 28 teeth: little brother, am I good-looking? 
 Ding! The system is on! 
 Option 1: Don’t answer, try to escape, and call for help loudly to inform the surrounding spiritists to kill the rift girl. Task reward: One big return pill, which can increase cultivation base for 30 years. 
 Option 2: The answer is good-looking, the corner of the mouth is cut by the slit woman. 
 Quest reward: a pill for washing the marrow (as the name suggests, washing the essence and cutting the marrow, can increase the physical talent to S grade, and the martial arts will be smooth in the future). 
 Option three: Die under the flower on the other side, and be romantic as a ghost, don’t talk, kiss her. 
 Task reward: Activate the SSS-class martial arts spirit-Demon God Chi You. 
 Lin Que looked at the answer given by the system and swallowed secretly. I wasn’t greedy or afraid of death. I just wanted to awaken the spirit of martial arts. Lin Que silently accepted option three…
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 Lin Sui wore cannon fodder in a book of cultivation, and the cannon fodder furnace was full of physique, destined to be inferior. How could Lin Sui be willing, so he seduced the Son of Destiny, and when he cut off his Dao bone and transferred it to himself, he was blown up by the Heavenly Dao. 
 The Dao bone on his body became a system that restrained him, and issued an order: You must retrieve all his souls, worship him as Lord in every world, bow down for him, and die! 
 Lin Sui smiled and squinted, but he hated people most in his life to teach him to do things. 
 Thereupon...... 
 In the first world, he was an arrogant and arrogant young master, and the other party was a poor and lowly bastard. 
 He humiliated him and gave him only shoes, and spoke love in his ear when the crowd was boiling. 
 System: Your mother xxxxx [beep-] 
 Lin Sui innocent: I am not following him as the Lord. 
 In the second world, he is the new top of the entertainment industry, and the other party is the silent movie emperor after the accident. 
 While laughing and suppressing him, he said that he deserved to come back, and kissed his scars at night, leaving resources to fly away afterwards. 
 System: [Beep -——] 
 Lin Sui Stall Hand: I am not enough to bow down? 
 In the third world, he is an S-class Alpha, and the other party is a mentally damaged former SSS Alpha. 
 He said with disdain that waste is also worthy of the battlefield, and when no one was there, he said that since you can't smell the pheromone, then I will do your omega, and I almost died for the other party. 
 System:...... 
 Lin Sui smiled: Is it enough to die and then die? 
 Although he was finally hidden by the rich upstart Jinya, appropriated by the Three Golden Shadow Emperors, and completely marked by the Imperial Marshal, he was still happy. 
 The system wept bitterly: the big brother begged you, never teach you to do things again! 
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 In the third year of the Kaihuang era, as the Great Sui began to unfold between the fall of the Northern Dynasties and the rise of the glorious Tang Dynasty, Emperor Yang Jian created the House of Blades – an intelligence agency for strategies and conspiracies – in preparation to unify the world.
 On a snowy night, a convoy of tribute from the Kingdom of Khotan was raided. Not one soul survived the attack. Feng Xiao, Second Commandant of the House of Blades, was ordered by the Emperor to investigate the matter in person.
 On the distant border, a storm brewed as major forces gathered from all sides in Liugong Town. The strong rubbed shoulders with the strong; the skilled crossed paths with the skilled.
 Here, the ever-successful Second Commandant Feng ran into a wall for the first time – all because of a feeble Taoist priest with ailing health.
 Some things would never be known if no fights were ever picked. Only through their skirmishes did Feng Xiao realise that this sick bastard seemed to have way more aliases and personas than he himself ever did.
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 Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder! 
 However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds! 
 An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you! 
 The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~ 
 A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President? 
 Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!
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 The unlucky young man was taken away by a wave of meteors and reborn in another world.
 Was born in a wealthy Xiling family? Overjoyed. In this life, I can finally feel the days of raising a few wicked servants to take to the streets and molesting the good girls.
 Huh, wait? Is this world all practising martial arts?
 Then I have to exercise hard and feel another world. The youth looked strenuously upward.
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 Some people transmigrate into Emperors, others become wangye.
 They live in luxury; their hands covering the Heavens.
 Some people transmigrate into shizuns, or sect leaders.
 They would have the respect of all, their powers supernatural.
 Some unlucky souls become villains, but even with their terrible reputations they would still have enough power to summon rain from the sky, maybe even manage to kill off the protagonist.
 But Li Changtian, a stand up young man from a good family, who died on the battlefield protecting someone, widened his eyes.
 He! Transmigrated!
 Into a person everyone wanted dead, with an unabsolvable crime!
 Li Changtian: “??? Wait wait, did something go wrong somewhere?”
 The magistrate of the Imperial Justice Bureau, Yan Shu, who hated injustice more than anything in the world had just stepped onto his head and said in an ice cold voice: “A life for a life.”
 Li Changtian: “&amp;%%%￥&amp;￥#@”
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