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... was a tall and burly black man.

He had no eyebrows or hair, as if he had undergone long-term chemotherapy.

His eyes were filled with chaos, and his skin was covered with lash marks.

There was a number on his forehead, ss-006.

The second to break out was a man with silver hair like Akasi’s, slightly curly, with handsome features that made him look like a pretty boy straight out of a comic book.

There was a faint sadness in his eyes, and he seemed somewhat ...

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Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

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“VILLIAN!? Is that what you call me? Do you know what I have been through?

FATE dealt me this hand, and I'll find peace in it. Even if I have to end the world, I'll sit a king on its ruins.

I'm not a good guy. I won't even pretend that I am. But then again, who in this world can truly claim that title?

At least I know my heart. What about yours?”

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Chiron lived an unfortunate life, but his problems only got started when he was reincarnated in his dangerous Hit novel.

Behold, a lesson to all authors... MC's have it difficult too.

Chapter 20 - Your Son Is Already Dead

My Comatose Husband Divorced Me After Waking Up

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Five years, Nan Xia devotedly cared for her husband who was in a vegetative state. After finally waiting for the man to wake up, what she got was: “She's pregnant now, wanting a divorce is a bit difficult, just throw her into the lake and let her fend for herself.”Five years later, Nan Xia changed her name and identity, with three adorable children, she sets out to punish the scumbag man, trample on the white lotus, and vows to make the scum man and the vile woman pay in blood!Yet the man pulls her into his arms, softly coaxing, “Honey, be good, let's not divorce.”Nan Xia's expression is icy: “Sorry! I don't know you at all!”