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Dao of duality

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"Martial Lord of Insanity" A novel about a transmigrator who wakes up in an unfamiliar place with no memories of the body and his life from his past He cultivates hard with his overpowered bloodline and body, but he didn't reach the top as he died. But his story didn't end there. He regressed to the past with his memories from his past life returning, and with his future knowledge, he sought even more power to return to his past life. "And me? I'm just a normal person who reincarnated in this shitty novel. No, I'm not saying it's bad, but it's a shitty place to be reincarnated to." "Urggghhh, why did I have to reincarnate here?" "Wait, what if I got overpowered bloodline and body too?" "Hehe, then wouldn't I be able to overpower that dense guy?" The protagonist of Martial Lord of Insanity was great, but he was dense, and it was his flaw. It was the thing I hated about reading the novel, so I should probably avoid that guy, as he brings chaos, but I want to beat him, though. "He! I reincarnated in this novel, so as in the novels I read where the characters start doing whatever they want, I should do it too!" "My past life was just me lying in bed, but in this life I'll be lying on a throne." "But before that, do I even have a cultivation body?" I thought that nervously. *** 3-5 chapters a day I currently have 100 created chapters but I still haven't edited it yet so I'll post 3-5 a day
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As Lex Luthor's Son in Young Justice/DC With Archangel Grace

To be born anew... One would think it a blessing, but to me for the longest it was a curse. A mighty soul they called me, and I was - I certainly still am. For I was a soul that the dying grace of a fallen archangel latched onto. I was reborn with might virtually unending, yet it was still a curse. I was born too strong. My body could not handle my strength, and it fell into a deep sleep. A sleep that was only physical, for my soul did not rest. There was only darkness for so long, and were it not for the echoing hyms of Heaven that my grace hummed I would have perhaps gone mad. That is, until like a dim pinprick a light began to appear within the darkness. It grew brighter day by day, year by year, and with it, I could hear more of the world beyond. I could... I could hear a man calling to me, his voice a incoherent murmer, yet always recognizeable. Always there, everyday. Until finally one day I could understand him. Lex Luthor. My father. His son. That is who I was. Who I will be. ---------------------------- (Author note: This is about a guy, from our world, reborn in DC, but with the grace of Lucifer as he died against Michael!Dean in Supernatural Season 13 episode 22. He was born in a body that couldn't handle his strength and was in a coma for 19 years, till he finally awakes. He's very overpowered, but can't really exercise it, since using too much power will destroy his body, and leave him only as an archangel that can't interact with the physical world. This story will have a lot of slice of life in it, action will be there, but real heavy fighting isn't gonna be a focus as he can't besides in special circumstances. Though, do know, he is Luthor's son. He is a anti-hero and not a hero, as he is the son of a villain, and an archangel who is quite cold to the world when he sees things from such a higher perspective, so will act only in ways that he wants and not out of a sense of duty fo help others or the like. There are more things to say, so please read the auxiliary chapter, well, I hope to see you all later, Bye!)
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