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Ruthless, beautiful, strong, and tragic shou x obsessive, devoted attack
This is an age of scarce Guides. Sentinels, unable to find comfort, die in violent madness.
Gu Qingshi is the only SSS-ranked Guide raised by the Tower.
He sits on an absolute throne. Beneath his white robes, countless Sentinels prostrate themselves. A curl of his finger is all it takes for them to crowd around, just to breathe in the faint scent of his sleeves and quell their burning urges.
But on the day he turns eighteen, when everyone is about to claim him, he dies.
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Ten years later, a team of Guides rises in the underground black market. Led by a dark Guide, they take control of the city's entire underworld in a single month.
Some say their leader is a cold, breathtaking beauty. Others call him an alluring mandrake flower. Still others say he's deadly poison wrapped in honey, and anyone who approaches him will be reduced to bones.
People revere him and don't dare show him the slightest disrespect, yet secretly let the darkness in their hearts grow without end.
Only Gu Qingshi knows he is none of those things. He's just someone who almost became a plaything beneath every Sentinel.
He brushes the mud from himself, steps over sharp thorns, and dons the crown that belongs to him alone.
When Gu Qingshi stands atop the bones of a million Sentinels, the blood soaking his white robes is the loyalty and submission everyone has offered him.
“Farewell, so-called Tower.”
Behind him, a pair of hands curl around his pale neck. Gu Qingshi tilts his head back to look at their owner.
Half in shadow, the person's sharp features cut through the night. He murmurs seductively, “Don't forget what you promised me in return for rescuing you, Sentinel Lu.”
Gu Qingshi trembles, closes his eyes, and lets tears fall. Slowly, he loosens his grip on the man's hand. “I remember. Sentinel Lu, I'm yours.”
The instant Lu Ling lowers his hand, the broken beauty before him abruptly drops the act. Rusted chains wrap around Lu Ling's neck, forcing him to his knees.
Gu Qingshi lifts his chin with the tip of his shoe. “I hate it when people look down on me.”
Lu Ling's disheveled hair hides his helpless disarray as he pants, breath hot.
Gu Qingshi yanks the chain tight, forcing him to look up. “Now you're mine.”
Lu Ling coughs softly, then suddenly laughs. “I like... this reward.”
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On the day the new Tower is established
People catch a glimpse at the foot of the Tower of Gu Qingshi dressed in black, the fitted clothes outlining his slender figure. He casually lets the man once hailed as the top Sentinel pull on his black gloves, covering the intimate red marks on his pale skin.
His cool, distant eyes reflect the dark clouds gathering on the horizon, and the old Tower faction's last struggle beneath his feet.
Gu Qingshi loosens the chain in his hand. “Had enough pretending?”
At that, Lu Ling closes his eyes slightly and flicks a finger. The collar around his neck shatters on the spot. “Even if I haven't, I don't think I can keep pretending.”
Before them, the calamity that truly brings suffering is born from the fall of the old.
The coat billowing in the wind falls toward the origin of it all
The nameless thing buried deep beneath the old Tower.
Theme: Say no to injustice.
Leave a comment I like the character very much
The copywriting is very touching. I followed it to read the plot, but I feel that the copywriting has not been updated yet 😂
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