Mei
Stories
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Chapters
23
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48.3 K
Comments
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Reading
4 h, 1 m
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The Cieran Empire. The country where I was reborn was but a smidge smaller than the Great Ming Empire. The continent took on the form of a massive butterfly, or a bird ready to take flight, with the Cieran Empire claiming dominion over its eastern wing. North of the empire lay an expansive mountain range, serving as a natural barrier delineating the Demonic Boundary. Here, both monsters and creatures alike roamed in search of food, often targeting civilian homes. To the west, there stretched an…-
20.7 K • Ongoing
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Woonu sat with his hands intertwined and his head bowed in silence. He didn’t even ask where we were going. He seemed pretty set on doing whatever I asked and, once my business was over, bid me farewell and leave. “Where are you planning to board the boat? Busan or Incheon?” “What?” “If you don’t have a passport, you must be trying to smuggle yourself over. So, where’s your first stop—Japan or China?” Receiving no response, I cast a fleeting glance to the side. Woonu…-
27.5 K • Ongoing
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After the three-day-long birthday celebration came to an end, my training began. In the beginning, I ran around the training grounds, relying solely on my body. I had a lot of fun knowing that, being in the body of a young child, I could recover quickly even after pushing myself to the limit while running, as long as I took care to wash up and have a restful sleep afterward. When the morning sun rose, I practiced Qi Breathing and waited for the servants to dress me before then running fifteen laps…
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20.7 K • Ongoing
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Since I was only permitted to use the training grounds starting the day after I turned five, my birthday party had to be held before my training commenced. Young children in this world died just as easily as those in my previous one, so it was strictly prohibited for them to roam outside the mansion before reaching the age of five. Additionally, I had heard that grand birthday celebrations weren't a common practice either. I had also heard that it was often the lady of the house who hosted these…
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20.7 K • Ongoing
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As we left the restaurant, I heard a trembling voice behind me. “Doctor.” “What?” “You said before that I was pitiful, right…? Are you doing this because you still find me pitiful?” What did he want me to say when he asked in such a straightforward manner? Should I say no? The tongue that shot out words one after another, the glaring eyes, and the rough hand that grabbed him. I want to pull them out, stab them, and cut them off. “Yeah. I think you’re pitiful. You’re…
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27.5 K • Ongoing
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I always thought that no matter how many strange fates there were in the world, none seemed to intersect with my own path. Throughout my life, I’ve never stumbled upon any precious martial arts manuals hidden in peculiar cliffs or caves, nor have I encountered anything beyond rumours of that famous Great Rejuvenation Pellet of Shaolin or the Purple Cloud Pellet of the Mount Hua Sect. I’ve only had fleeting glimpses of the Ten-Year Fleece Flower or Hundred-Year Fleece…
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“Have you eaten yet?” “I’ll eat later.” I was at that stage where, as indifferent as I was, I slowly started to learn Woonu’s language. “That just means you haven’t eaten. Let’s go have lunch. What do you want to eat?” “I’ll pay. In return, I can’t buy you anything expensive. Let me go get my money.” “Stop messing around.” “I owe you a lot, so I really want to buy you this.” “Do you even know what I like? And what if I'm in the mood for something…
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27.5 K • Ongoing
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The me who had spent sixteen years with my family had been spending the last seventeen alone. My maternal uncle and aunt would be sad to hear this, but if we’re talking about real family, this is the reality. Even now, my uncle mourns the loss of his younger sister, niece, and brother-in-law. I’m glad to have a relative who can cry on my behalf. Thinking about my mom led me to wonder how Woonu was doing. I’ve never waited, so I’ve never been disappointed. All I did was scoff, wondering, what’s…
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27.5 K • Ongoing
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“Here.” The bare-looking branch, with all of its blossoms having fallen off, trembled beneath the fingertips holding it. “It looked pretty, just like you, Doctor, so I broke it off while thinking of you—” “I told you I’m not a doctor.” I snatched the branch and stole the bag off his wrist as well. Inside was an oily, ochre-coloured paper bag containing several donuts of various shapes, each caked in sugar. I took out a twisted donut. It smelled of old oil that’d been used…
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27.5 K • Ongoing
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What am I supposed to do with a steamed bun that's frozen solid like a rock? Just the fact that he didn't think of such a scenario beforehand, even though we were in the middle of the winter, told me that he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He seemed to be under the impression that I left the house every day because, after the persimmon incident, the things he left for me kept increasing, ranging from carp-shaped bread to even rice cake sticks. With each new item, a strange sense of guilt began to…
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27.5 K • Ongoing
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