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Books by Yun Wang121
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Hazbin Hotel: The Angel of Death Born in Hell 地狱客栈：诞生于地狱的死亡天使
There is a pairing: Angel Dust. Chaos, madness, and blood were all Vanlos had in his earliest memories. Then one day, a blush of soft pink, carrying a faint, sweet scent, quietly wandered into his dark world. From then on, whenever chaos and pain tore at him, a gentle song would always soothe him. “Sleep, my little fallen star… Dream of skies that once were yours… Hush now, pain will be no more…”
1.1kReads—Score130Shelves
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Hell's Hotel: The Other Me Inside My Body 地狱客栈：身体里的另一个我
Angel thought he had long since gotten used to life in Hell. He was used to Valentino’s cigarette smoke and orders, the red recording light on the camera, and never knowing whether he would open his eyes again after closing them. He was used to enduring, to pleasing others, to turning himself into a docile commodity, struggling to breathe in a cage made of contracts and debt. Until one day, he suddenly lost consciousness in front of a violent client. When he awoke, the demon had been reduced to
571Reads—Score100Shelves
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A Journey Through Helluva Boss 极恶老大之旅
Helluva Boss meets Hazbin Hotel and more Kejiafeisi was the fourth child created by the world's consciousness. After living in Hell for many years, he unexpectedly lost some of his memories, and the child's anything-but-ordinary ordinary life began. Kejiafeisi looked at the bald, block-shaped man in front of him and asked, “What do you mean, ‘your world’?” “No, no, I mean Minecraft.” “Isn't that the same... damn it.” “Angel, call me big brother. If you do, you won't have to keep living l
269Reads—Score116Shelves
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Naruto: I'm Human, Not a God 火影：我是人不是神
In the light and in memory, countless figures emerged, and myriad voices intertwined, shattering the eternal silence: A cool, determined woman’s voice hoped the Divine Tree would find a way to stabilize him, its words hiding both possessiveness and concern; The Tailed Beast roared in a fit of rage, condemning humanity for avoiding harm and chasing profit. It alone understood his turmoil, and its words hid a lonely plea for him to stay; A proud, low male voice spoke with unwavering certainty, say
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