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Spirit Master of Sealed Divine Throne/Throne of Seal (Fanfic)

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The Holy Demon Continent.... a place where constant battles rage between the Temple Alliance and the 72 Demon Gods, a young boy by the name of Feng Jingsheng was unexpectedly reincarnated with abilities not belonging to this world. Guided by the Wisdom Spiritual Stove of Fate & Knowledge, Feng Jingsheng takes the path of a Spirit Master in a reality known as the 'Throne of Seal'. Will his choices bring him greatness?... or will they bring about unexpected consequences?... or perhaps this world was not as he thought it was. [Author: This is merely a fanfic I'm writing for to relieve some stress from work... Main Setting will be an alternate version of Sealed Divine Throne/Throne of Seal however there will be many elements from Tang Jia San Shao's other works like Soul Land....(and maybe some elements from the Fate Series and others too 'NOT SURE!')]
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The Devil Who Claimed Me

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”
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