Intayaw_din_Dagem

A powerful Sovereign is attacked by righteous and evil cultivators which led to his men murdered, his treasures plundered, and his domain destroyed.

Against the overwhelming power of the two sides hunting him down, he fought a battle that inevitably resulted to his death.

Or so he thought until he woke up in a new world.

"Hm? What a waste... herbs like these are rare in my dominion. Why do these mortals not treasure them?..."

"Oh... Hmmm. Children with cultivation potential, abandoned by their parents, and treated too lowly by their society... 

"Come with me child, and you will have the strength to stand on top of the world..."

Cultivator in a World of Angels, Demons, and Super Heroes

"Ah… I can't believe I'm helping in clearing their name." Gin shakes his head after doing one last read through of the script he worked on for the past few hours.

"I know. The uh… detention of you has been rather excessive, but you were simply caught up between the politics, and clan bullcrappery." Fumio consoles Gin as he does a final check of the filming equipment.

"I know." Gin sighs as he fixes his suit and hair.

"Hey. You're getting skilled at that." He then comments on how comfortable Fumio looks in setting up the filming equipment.

"Hey. It's interesting." Fumio simply shrugs.

"Hey. How did you go back to the Kumagai unnoticed, film the things they've been doing, and come back casually like you didn't just trespass in a clan compound alone." Gin asks as he goes to stand with his back towards a wall covered in green cloth, and facing towards Fumio's camera.

Talismans, Sigils, and such