A Fleeting Life in the Thorn Garden

The title has been changed to I Sleep Among the Flowers, and the author has moved to a new account. Please read the rest on the new book page.

[New life, old bones; ten thousand tribulations await in the life to come]

[Some feel-good moments + not mindless + unhinged + male lead adored by all + a touch of ensemble cast + Cthulhu + cyclical ending + max-level expert returns to the beginner village + nonhuman? + gender-bender]

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[Male-oriented worldbuilding, female-oriented romance]

[Two-faced, gloomy female ghost / sunny puppy × unknown strength, incredible acting, unhinged / slow-witted deity]

Luo Mu lived another life, only to die in the way he hated most: thirty-five thorns pierced his body without striking a vital spot, and he died in unbearable agony.

As the laboratory’s strongest test subject, “LM1033S,” his five senses were far more sensitive than an ordinary person’s, and his sense of pain was magnified as well.

In this world, apart from those thirty-five people, no one remembered his suffering.

Only the white-clad young man, famous throughout the world, stood before the deity with graceful manners and a deep gaze. Smiling, he said:

“Your Majesty, I am a deity who deceived an entire age.

You may want to familiarize yourself with my name: Luo Mu.

But you’ll probably prefer to call me by another name,

‘Mad Emperor’? Or… the Heavenly Dao, Luo Kefu Luo.”

An Shiyu: (hugging him and nuzzling into the crook of his neck)

Luo Mu: (sincere) Is your neck cramping?

(Note: Apologies for the elementary-school-level writing. Please don’t mind the cover.)

“He isn’t the kind of protagonist from a wish-fulfillment novel who can easily defy fate and change his destiny. His soul will vanish, his body will crumble: that is his fate. He can’t change it, and he doesn’t want to.”

“I know what the world wishes for. I only lament the suffering of all living beings; even the gods suffer.”