Tale of Conquerors - Chapter 125: Act I / The Shape of a Nation

A dramatic, eventful love story between the Crown Prince and the Supreme General of the Heavenly Empire!This is an Omegaverse story (A/B/O) with a lot of knives at the beginning. Stay away unless you are used to reading danmeis like 2ha, MDZS, etc..Following the Heavenly Emperor's death, Crown Prince Xie Jianyu's Fuxi Palace was attacked by a combined force of Longjing Palace and Wuyang Palace. The confrontation between Supreme General Zhang Fengxi resulted in Xie Jianyu's death, after which Zhang Fengxi found out that he did not know Xie Jianyu at all.First, Xie Jianyu was an omega and not an alpha.Second, Zhang Fengxi slept with Xie Jianyu before.Third, Xie Jianyu gave birth to Zhang Fengxi's son.When given the chance to return to the past, will Zhang Fengxi be able to undo his mistakes? Will Xie Jianyu be able to escape his tragic end?Let this author take you on a fascinating journey (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

A man found himself mysteriously reincarnated into the universe of Against the Gods.The good news: He was conscious from the moment he was a sperm.The bad news: His parents died when he was born and he was left in the wilderness to die.The good news: He was saved and adopted by the Medical Saint, Yun Gu.The bad news: His master was killed by some villains who wanted to steal the Sky Poison Pearl.The good news: His genius is almost frightening!

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world.Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!”The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears.Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing.Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable.His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next.After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual.“It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.”Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open.“Atticus? W-why are you here?”The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.”****Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren.Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

I used to think that my stealing skill only worked on what was worthless to a person.But just before I died, I realized that I could also steal the skills.So I stole the regression.