Domineering Beasts

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Morning there, Here is a lil sumn-sumn, to hold onto while Art of simping jade beauties is a bit slow to the update.... it is not really an interactive story or text rpg though..... It it just like linear and stuff (this is for those who had wanted to read a cultivation/xianxia/wuxia/eastern medieval type story that also has a female pov).

So if you would like to read it, you can just download the epub and you should be able to view it through any epub reader..... HOWEVER.... if you are on android OS and you would like to support the Lazy Reader App by using it to read the epub, then would appreciate if you read the following steps and entered code >" j1cxdaeb0h "< instead. Arigatou.

SOME SCENES:

A small fishing boat makes its way down the narrow river, unstirred. The two humans occupying it for transportation wouldn’t be able to even if they had wanted. One sits fully hunched over from a thousand wounds, delivered by a thousand swords that have been infused with mana.
He let a weary breath part between his lips, as he stares at the second human, who is on the boat with him.
A baby, who had only seen a few months lay fast asleep, completely undisturbed by any fierce-some battle that might have taken place while swaddled in fine luxurious cloth.
His eyelids become increasingly heavy to keep open, and after hours of fighting through the forest, he decides to keep them close for only a moment.....that will unknowingly become an eternity.
The last words to leave his lips are:
>"I have failed you, little prince......" (If you want to read from the POV of a male protagonist go to a chapter titled: The Fisherman (prince))
or
>"I have failed you, little princess......" (If you want to read from the POV of a female protagonist go to a chapter titled: The Fisherman (princess))

An old fisherman peers across the gentle quiet river leading onto his tiny wooden dock, and notices the silhouette of a small fishing boat.
The full moon allows his eyes to make out the figure of an adult human, even in the dark. He squints his eyes towards the approaching boat, while reminiscing of a time, when he could make out the hairs of a blade of grass with just one glance.
The boat finally comes to a halt against his dock, it's hall colliding against it and seemingly wakes up the baby that had previously rested completely undisturbed.
Its cries pierce through the once silent night, but the old man's gaze lies elsewhere..... He eyes the features of a student that he hadn't seen in over two decades, and slowly approaches a boat.
A wrinkled palm is placed on the student's left battered cheek, and a single tear trickles down the old man's face as if he is joining the toddler in mourning.
"You can now rest little Ronqu....I will handle the rest from here." He spares once last glance at the student, he had taught to raise a sword here in this little village before turning to pick up the wailing toddler.

Old age had softened the fisherman, and despite not having a child of his own, he manages to flawlessly imitate the soothing actions that he had seen being performed by the women in his village.
Rocking and patting the toddlers back.
"There, there...." He adds a few soothing sounds while staring at the moon that is fuller and brighter than usual.
"Hmmm...." At the sight, a thought seems to form behind his lips. "I shall name you, Muunqhu...."
He starred sadly at the little girl, who had now quietened down.

Thanks for reading so far.... I hope you are well.