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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Description of Gore, Gruesome Scene, Blood, Violence, Self-Harm, Harrasment, Sexual Harassment, Manipulation, and other dark issues/themes.

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[BL] The Diabolic Cultivator Thief

"You will not tell me - the King of Lower North Heaven - what to do," the King said word by word.

The silence spread in the Royal court like a cold night.

The queen touched her cheek with trembling fingers - not believing what just happened. It was not the first time her husband raised his hand on her but it had been a while since the last time he got this angry.

The king saw the pale and flabbergasted appearance of his wife and sighed before gently touching his Queen's cheek. Her eyes were moist and red as she looked at him with fear and anger when he rested his hand on her hand. He smiled with a twisted satisfaction. "Forgive me, I should have not hit you," he said looking in his wife's terror-filled eyes and pulled her into his arms. "It mst have hurt you. I did not mean to do it. Looks like I am quite exhausted."

Chapter 82. The Prison and The Child