Chilled Cola Cat

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.
The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.
They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.
They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.
From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.
They were both the creators and the enders of stories.
Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.
"Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

In the director's office, Irene gazed serenely at the grey-haired girl in front of her.


Rishia, now the most outstanding among the many children of Daybreak Orphanage, was thirteen years old. Her ancestors were likely some Extraordinary nobility, possessing a recessive high-level power of Bloodline called the "Night-Eating Bird".


The "Night-Eating Bird" was not a magic beast but a mysterious being from the shadow world, endowed with the mystical power to devour others' shadows and petrify them.


However, what made Rishia remarkable was not her Bloodline, but her extraordinary learning ability. Almost anything taught to her she understood at once; she could learn anything quickly, surpassing even the once brilliant Daybreaker, Yeager.


Rishia was not a pure human but a dragon descendant, her clean, fair skin adorned with very few grey scales, her neat and tidy grey hair reaching her waist.


Chapter 146 3rd Rank "Preacher"!