winterblossom

When Demon Lord, Syryn Nigh'hart, found that he had gone back in time and turned into his child self, he had assumed to do better with his second life - commit smaller crimes, keep away from burning villages and inciting other demons, contribute to society, abide by most laws, you know? But then the hero, his old friend, had to fall in love with him and ruin his plans. 

"Goddess, I cannot take responsibility for your champion, Rowan Windwalker, getting bent. Please don't strike me down!"

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#This story can get sus af (adults in kids' bodies forgetting their age or more like author forgetting it T^T) and is set in a fantasy world with different morals so please suspend your modern sensibilities and bear with the bull$hit. I can't with more comments throwing shade. I already know and I regret it so staph. #Characters are damaged and carry psychological baggage.Their relationships won't all be happy and lovey dovey till they've healed mentally # After like 150 chapters - Angst and Emotional damage.Your mental health may decline as the characters' mental health decline #Trigger warning for mentions of child abuse #World building #Demon Lord (shou/uke) is a shameless FLIRT#The Hero(gong/seme) is an extremely patient man for putting up with the demon lord's nonsense #Gay and sassy #Reformed and immature demon lord (but he's nice now okay. He isn't a psycho.) # MULTIPLE POTENTIAL LOVE INTERESTS I'm begging you please dont fall for the other guy cause some readers do be crying. Second male lead syndrome is real. #Slow burn Romance #Patience is needed#The cat is NOT the ML pls don't ask about the cat ಥ‿ಥ some of you are getting the wrong idea.#If You're commenting under the chapters, avoid using these words (harem, BL, porn, sex, lmao, sh*t, b*tch) that webnovel is blocking even though my book is rated 17+ 

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The Demon Lord and his Hero (BL)

The throne room was populated with mer nobility. Male and female mers in resplendent jewellery and polished scales made for a bright sight.

Being watched by so many hostile eyes had Syryn's skin crawling. The mage looked straight ahead, looking to the world like he wasn't bothered by his imprisonment and humiliation.

"Your majesty," the leading guard paid his respects as he bowed to the king.

The purple mer nodded and his gaze turned to Syryn. Strong hands pushed the mage to his knees, forcing him to look up at the king from a position of abasement.

"Do you understand the difference, human?" The king asked him.

Syryn stared straight ahead without answering. He was jabbed between his shoulder blades by one of the guards. The mage grunted in pain but otherwise remained composed.

"Your liberator, Syryn the human," the King told his subjects. The mer king spoke without much emotion. His eyes were like deep pits of darkness on a stoic face.

Judgement