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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

Vismay looked at the firefly with a soft smile, "Tara, go back to the palace of Lost Soul's Realm and keep an eye on everything that's happening there. I will come back after finding Advik."


Tara twinkled seamlessly and flew away in a blink.


He carefully looked at the firefly from behind, "Advik will be worried when he'd notice Tara is missing." He sighed thinking he would explain everything after he met Advik. When he became assured that Tara left, he took a step in another direction.


Carrying his lustrous golden sword, Vismay was running on a dark path, through the trees when he sensed something. His feet paused, and an ambiguous yet calm smile appeared on his lip. After turning around, he asked, "Which friend is giving this poor one the grace of their presence?"


The ghastly forest seemed frozen as though even the air stopped blowing there.


Chapter 36. Not Suitable For Ghost Lord