Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The Blood God fell in a pool of blood.

A small foot, wearing slippers stepped on his head.

Khorne's divine kingdom had fallen apart.

The fireball that hit him burned everything.

The hatred and anger accumulated in the divine kingdom over countless years burned in the flames.

That cut off the blood god's source of strength.

But the real fatal thing was the foot that stepped on the Blood God's body.

Even so, that was only an afterimage.

Many years ago, that afterimage was left behind, an afterimage that stepped over from the other side of time.

That afterimage seemed ordinary, but to be able to leave a mark on the other side of time, this was already a legendary thing!

That foot was wrapped in the power of laws. It was so vast and terrifying, and it was also so great and sacred.

Two Worlds