Shock! The Su Family's Idiot Is Actually the Demon King

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Su He had been a bit of an idiot since birth. He went about his days grinning happily, as if he had no worries at all.

His parents were very worried about him, so they hired a Daoist master. After performing a ritual, the master said, "His soul is incomplete. He might recover only if he finds his other half and fuses with it."

The Su family sighed. How were they supposed to find that half of his soul and fuse it with his?

Su He knew nothing about it. He kept smiling foolishly, but a voice in his head scolded him. "Stop smiling, stop smiling. You look like an idiot. You're so stupid. I can't believe my other half is a little dummy."

Su He had a secret, too. When he was ten, another voice had suddenly begun speaking in his head. "Hey, little dummy, did you know your soul is incomplete? I'm the other half of your soul. My name is Helan. You can call me the Eastern Nether Emperor."

Little Su He was confused. "But you're already so powerful. Why do you still need to find me?"

"You think I wanted to come find you? If it weren't for the space-time turbulence, hmph." But Helan was hiding part of the truth.

He had a shortcoming, too. He wasn't an idiot, but he couldn't control his emotions and was quick to fly into a rage. His lifespan fell along with his temper. People in the demon realm normally lived two or three hundred years, but he could only live fifty. That's why he had come looking for the little fool, hoping to fuse their souls.

"Here's what we'll do. I won't take advantage of you. I'll lend you some of my power when it matters. But remember, you can't let your emotions get too worked up. Got it?"

"Got it."

Then let's go out and make our way in the world together!

Reader's Guide: In this story, my definition of an idiot is someone who reacts slowly, has questionable intelligence, and is almost completely unable to be wary of others, but still knows right from wrong. He'll gradually get better.

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Coming soon: "A Thousand Threads in My Hands, Your Dad Is Me (Infinite)"

On July 10, 2033, a criminal known as No. 13, "Spider-Man" Rong Qiu, was successfully captured. At four in the afternoon, the plane transporting No. 13 crashed on its return flight. Nobody survived, yet they couldn't find No. 13's body, leading people to suspect he had escaped.

But Rong Qiu had merely arrived in another world...

Here, order no longer existed, and death was commonplace. Everyone had a chance to gain an ability. The only difference was when it happened and how powerful the ability was. Human nature was evil. How could anyone remain normal in a chaotic place like this?

"Rong Qiu" was perfectly suited to this place.

The name "Rong Qiu" is being used as a common noun here, meaning...

Please don't get your hopes up about this story. I don't trust my writing skills to do it justice.

Check out my author page to read it. The main point is the sentence above, but I still hope this story makes it onto my little angels' reading lists. Love you all, mwah!

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