CHAPTERS
Chapter 1 - Countdown to Death Shhhhhh… The faucet in the restroom was turned on to its maximum, and water gushed down in torrents. A pair of slender, fair, jade-like hands caught the stream of water and then splashed it onto the face. “Hoo…” The owner of the hands braced himself against the edge of the sink, exhaled deeply, and looked up at his reflection in the mirror. The face in the mirror was exactly the same as his former self, but the overall aura had undergone a dramatic…- 70.1 K • Ongoing
Black Weasel, who had been laughing heartily, patted Red Eagle’s shoulder. “Prince, there's only one way. Explain your intentions to White Deer, get the money, and return to Atania. As for me, my duty is simply to deliver you safely to White Deer. Beyond that, I couldn't care less.” “There really is no other way...” Red Eagle replied listlessly. Wolf frowned. He wasn't some nanny soothing a child; he doubted a powerful tribal chieftain coveting the throne would willingly abandon her…- 124.7 K • Ongoing
- “Then are all the pirates here addicts?” “As you can see.” His cheek stung. Stuffy-Nosed Mouse was staring at him. “What’s your problem?” “I was wondering if you were doing drugs, brother.” “I quit.” He used to, occasionally. On boring nights. When memories of the past stung his vision. “I quit after coming here. You know why without me having to tell you, right?” “That must not have been easy. You’re amazing. But your name, brother.……” “I am…
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- The moment the door opened, the pirate captain’s spirit exploded. Wicked moans buzzed through the hallway. “Oh, ah—! D-darling…! I love it so much! Nghhh!” With the bedroom door left open and the curtains thrown wide open, the couple was engrossed in intense physical labor. The iron bed creaked. The pirates who had entered the room shouted along with it. “Charcoal Bear!” “What! What is this! I’m in the middle of conquering! Spread your legs wider, you bastard!” “Hggh!…
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- 4 “What are you taking off?” The man flinched. Silver drew a dagger from inside his robe. “You were about to ask where this is, right? Answer: Pirate Island.” “Oh. I see.” The man’s tone immediately became deferential. Silver pointed the dagger at him. “You. What’s your…
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- It wasn’t just any ordinary seabird. From a distance of about twenty paces from the wreck, it really stood out. It was a bird he’d never seen in Stoll before, and it looked exceptionally cute. Could it be a pet bird from Atania that had escaped from a wrecked merchant vessel? Silver’s heart started pounding. Right now, beneath his human skin mask, his face must look no different from the expressions of people seeing Starry Eyes for the first time. I-I want it! I want that bird! The bird might…
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- The boy traced a cross in front of Wolf's face with his dagger. "You don't seem to be good at distinguishing races. If you wander around enough, you'll start to see the differences. Even the seven races within Atania look distinct from each other. Even among Stolls, half-breeds and purebloods look different. You're definitely a pureblood Stoll. Especially that amber hue in your eyes, it's famous as a rare color, even among the warrior class." Wolf was speechless. The boy was right; his parents were…
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- Black Weasel did not exist in this world. He was not a human who had died and vanished; rather, he was a human whose very existence did not exist. No one knew Black Weasel, not the regular innkeeper, the regular tavern owner, the regular blacksmith, the owner of the inn where he had stayed for over a month, the assassin middleman, or even that old hag Erem. If you asked, "Do you know that wandering mercenary named Black Weasel?" the only answer you received was, "Who is that?" And one more thing.…
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- boot strap://experiment_begin The sunny day was drawing to a close. The late afternoon sun was doing its best to cast its light out over the sea. Perched like a bird’s nest at the edge of the coastal cliff, the farmhouse was enveloped in the sound of the waves. On top of the orange roof, a rusty whale-shaped…
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- Several rafts were scattered across the beach where the funeral was being held. Damn bastards. Silver flipped his middle finger inwardly and turned away. If Black Weasel were alive to see this scene, he would glare in shock, but there was a reason behind this submission. Article 3 of the 'Shark Tooth Gang's' regulations. If caught slacking off, one must pull out their own teeth. For some reason, all the pirates strictly observed this rule. From the senior pirates to even Charcoal Bear, there was not…
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