Park_Nambyul

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

Just a moment ago when Advik turned his back at Shwet, a fear that he would disappear crept to his chest and tightened it so strongly that the air around him became insufficient to breathe.


His mind blanked as he subconsciously sprinted to stop him.


Advik's eyes widened by the sudden and unexpected touch. His body froze for a moment before he braced his heart.


He looked at the place where he was grabbed as his heart thumped. His sight followed up and met Shwet's captivating gaze.


The man's face seemed troubled - unlike how he was before while dealing with those monsters. His glistening black eyes broadened with panic as his lips quivered to say something. 


Advik sensed the trembling of the hand holding him. The touch was warm and pleasant. It was soothing like the autumn breeze.


Shwet saw the man looking at his grip with an unfathomable look. His fingers opened with a start after the realization and he retreated his hand hurriedly. 


Chapter 52. Was His Highness Waiting For A Heartfelt Reunion