A chill engulfed me. It was a bone-piercing cold. The temperature of the place didn’t seem low, but the cold I was feeling – what was it? My mind was cluttered.
Right now, I was caught up in a Gate.
To explain how I got tangled in a Gate, I have to start with what happened before.
After joining Cheonrang, I had been having regular commutes.
It wasn’t entirely peaceful. Incidents and accidents always happened, and commuting during rush hours was torturous.
Still, the work was manageable. As I was unexpectedly fulfilling my role well, my colleagues seemed to appreciate me.
They never showed it outright, but they left canned coffee, candies, and chocolates on my desk.
Thinking back to the subtle ostracism at my previous job, I felt more tearful.
I had grown quite close to the team leader. She had said there was no need to call her ‘team leader’ in private and to call her ‘sister’ instead, but she looked sad when I refused.
Worried that I, as a newbie, might quit after feeling pressured by the Hunters’ intimidation, the team leader specially arranged for me not to meet the combat team. It seemed she planned to assign me those duties once I got more accustomed.
Of course, I was familiar with such things, but I feigned ignorance and smiled naively. I had to keep my connection with the Association a secret.
She often told me old stories, like how it used to be common for Hunters to threaten others using their skills within the guild.
She laughed saying it was fortunate those days were gone after the law was established, but her smile didn’t seem genuine.
“That law has been established for quite a while now… When did this happen?”
Curious, I asked.
“In the past… before I joined Cheonrang. At least, Cheonrang members only threaten with words, right?”
She said that in other guilds, administrative staff and lower-ranked Hunters are still often threatened with skills. She then laughingly suggested that I become a formal guild member.
Since I can’t just decide to join as I wish, I just smiled in response.
Two weeks into the job, I had become accustomed to the hellish commute.
But it was still tough. I would sit on a bench, drinking coffee during lunchtime, and let out a sigh of exhaustion.
Fatigue was building up. As a short-term admin assistant for three months, I couldn’t just move my house, so I had to endure.
I often indulged in baseless fantasies.
What if I really became a formal member of Cheonrang? Could I look for a place nearby? The land here is expensive, so the rent must be enormous. I’d have to look for somewhere reasonably distant.
A future that hadn’t happened yet unfolded effortlessly in my mind. I even inflated my hope of finding a pet-friendly house and adopting a cat.
My imagination took off and flew to strange places.
If my parents hadn’t passed away, if my brother had been alive to welcome me back…
If I had a family.
If there was even one person to support me.
“Huh? A new face here.”
“……?”
“What, hey. You’re an Unawakened. Hey, you. This area is off-limits to outsiders. How did you get in here?”
“Huh?”
Lost in thought, I was suddenly accosted by a stranger.
It seemed like he tried to access my Awakened information. It was annoying.
The man with an irritating expression frowned.
“What are you? How can an outsider just wander in here?”
“I work here.”
“Work? Don’t lie. The efforts I had to make to get in here… Oh? Really?”
Showing him my guild member card, valid for only three months, his eyes widened in surprise.
“Does that make sense? Hiring an Unawakened? Cheonrang? That Cheonrang? Hey, be honest. Are you from Amwol, or are you also perhaps…”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Sorry, but I have to go now.”
“Hey, wait a minute!”
I decided to avoid further involvement before things escalated. This man was clearly a nuisance.
My long history of part-time jobs set off my red light alarm. Regardless, the man roughly grabbed my arm and held me back.
“How dare you run away while I’m talking to you!”
“What are you doing! Let go of me!”
Just when I feared that the situation might escalate, a bizarre ringing sound filled my ears.
It was less of a sound through the ears and more like an unpleasant and discordant noise scraping directly at my nerves.
[Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error!] [System:: Normal access is not possible. Error!] [S§ste∞:: ¿Accessing Awakened Œ₡ information….] [Error!] [System:: This is an abnormal access.] [Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error! Error!] [Syst∭:: ∾φ entering the ⭅ of the ₱ king….] [Error!]Indecipherable windows floated before my eyes. A strong headache pressed down on me as if someone had rummaged through my brain.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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