[Interstellar + Beautiful but Tragic Hero + Everyone’s Favorite + No CP + Coming of Age]
Seventeen-year-old Vicy was skinny and composed, with a hidden sorrow always lingering in his eyes. In the instant he was torn apart by a mental storm on the execution platform, all he could remember was the cold, silent crowd below. He turned to dust and drifted at the edge of a rift in the third-level civilization zone, like a sigh with no one left to claim it.
After transmigrating into a book, Mo Shi found his big brother hurling an enemy’s head at his feet. “Vicy! I tore their lair apart!”
His second brother came rushing over, carrying a top-of-the-line medical pod. “Little ancestor! Let me see your injuries!”
His mother rushed over to hug him, crying so hard she nearly fainted.
Mo Shi looked up, radiation dust still clinging to his lashes. His voice was as cold as ice. “What do you want?”
Later, the entire interstellar world was shaken. The Carlos family spoiled their seventeen-year-old castoff rotten and overturned the council table to clear his name.
Mo Shi survived the mental storm, but the false propositions hidden beneath all that beauty were only just beginning.
Fate whispered to the warrior: “You cannot withstand the storm.” The warrior replied softly: “I am the storm.”
The fast-writing author Mo Shi helped Vicy fulfill his wish, only to get caught in a massive whirlpool. This is a story about how I was made to suffer so many setbacks.
Great! The author has put a lot of effort into describing Mo Shi in that world. The emotions, colors, and scenes in the plot are described very appropriately, intuitively, and clearly. The memory descriptions in the chapters are very powerful. Great job! Keep it up!
What's with the names? One minute it's "Don't Lose," the next it's "Don't Ask."
I love this character, and the tension and entanglement of emotions amidst layers of conflicting interests!! Keep it up and update soon!!!