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After living a 'carefree life' and dying a tragic death, Advik thought that everything ended for good. But life is full of surprises and heaven likes to play with everyone. Hence, when he was ready to meet Yama in the netherworld, he opened his eyes in a place called Lost Soul's Realm and met three gods who told him that he died two thousand years ago. As if that was not enough to shock him when he was told that he is just a wandering soul and the only memories he has left are about or related to His Highness Shwet.

Advik: "What the hell did I even do in my past life to deserve this?"

Heaven: "You destroyed the entire empire of the person you loved the most and killed him."

Advik: QAQ

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Slow Burn, Action, Adventure, Romance, Drama, Martial Arts, Supernatural, Ancient Times, Carefree Protagonist, Cruel Characters, Death of Loved Ones, Demonic Cultivation Techniques, Demons, Enemies Become Lovers, Evil Gods, Fantasy World, God-human Relationship, Hiding True Abilities, Long Separations, Love Interest Falls in Love First, Manly Gay Couple, Misunderstandings, Playful Protagonist, Puppeteers, Strong Love Interest, Tragic Past, Angst, Multiple Couples, Devoted Love Interest.

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Trigger warning:

Description of Gore, Gruesome Scene, Blood, Violence, Self-Harm, Harrasment, Sexual Harassment, Manipulation, and other dark issues/theme.

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The cover artwork is drawn by me as well;)

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[BL] The Diabolic Cultivator Thief

Advik's heart thumped as if someone hammered it ruthlessly. Only one word came to his mind after seeing the injured man:


But he immediately put that thought far away from himself.


The injured person was leaning against the boulder. Most of his wounds and scratches looked like some kind of beast's fangs and claws tried to rip off his skin. His clothes turned vermillion due to the blood on him; disheveled hair, unstable and low breathing, his closed eyes made the sight of him even more miserable and worse. 


Advik frowned and squatted down against him. His eyes were glued on the person ahead of him who was unconscious. Advik calmly asked, knitting his brows even more, "Are you alright?" with a slightly trembling hand he touched the pale forehead of the person, it wa cold.


Chapter 24. Feeling Warmth Through The Coldness