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Aisle Fantasy

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Alexis Lockwood, a passionate wildlife photographer, well-known for her never ending travels and adventures around the world. Her life seemed perfect, carefree from outside. She was known for her free spirit. But not everyone knew she was bound by her own memories and inner turmoils, constantly fighting with them inside, desperately trying to get free from her past. And her destiny, keeps entangling her with a name she wants to forget, Stefan Ashford. Her escape led her to the door of new anomaly of her story. She found the escape soothing, but not so from the inside. Arthur Davenport. Who is this anomaly? Why does she keep running into them? And why it's so easy for that anomaly to remove the shackles of her heart she once thought that only existed in her mind? A heartfelt romance yet filled with antipication, a twist of love triangle, the dilemma between the first deep love and a second chance - dear readers will get to see all the combined in this very book!
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This is a fan translation of 求你让我上英灵座吧 The original author is 洛州白马 Art is by @km_mechi Edit is by ClayTL Please support them! === "I transmigrated into the Nasuverse and gained recognition from the Root itself. As long as I can manage an unnatural death, I’ll ascend to the Throne of Heroes—becoming its master, stronger and freer than any of the Seven Grand Servants." "So, I started courting death all across the Nasuverse." "I openly insulted the King of Heroes to his face, challenged the almighty Zeus in Greece, abducted Scathach in broad daylight in the Norse realm, declared in Israel that Solomon was a demon god rather than the Son of God, and in Britain, I went so far as to publicly side with Morgan..." "But tell me—why am I still alive?" ... Fuyuki, 1994. A man of many names: the third companion of the Oldest King, the First Vizier of Mesopotamia, the favored of the Greek gods, King of the Giants in the Norse lands, the divine incarnation who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the prince’s right hand in Camelot... Rovi, whose face was young but whose eyes carried the weight of ages, sat atop the Fuyuki Bridge. With a weary sigh, he looked at the people before him. “So, where do you think it all went wrong?” He lowered his voice, half-pleading, half-desperate: “How about... you kill me? Just let me ascend to the Throne, please—I’m begging you!” Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette, glancing at Artoria beside him, who’d raised Rhongomyniad; at Gilgamesh, whose Gate of Babylon shimmered ominously behind him; at the blood-red spearhead emerging from the shadows of the Land of Shadows...The hand holding his cigarette trembled, just a little. === discord.gg/wisetl
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