'I know that I shouldn't have trusted them' as that bluish half translucent screen hovers above his head, Cale realized that he really should learn to stop jinxing himself every fucking time. 《Just one SSS-level scenario that's way too long to be put in [Constellation's Test/Musing]》

the credit for the cover image is @ilbpizja on twoucan. Just when he took a few steps he came to a halt after noticing someone standing at the edge of sea shore where the water was barely touching the man's foot. Maybe the man noticed Alberu, he turned towards him. Now Alberu was clearly able to see the man's face. He seemed young. 'Maybe 20?', he looked pale and under the moonlight, it looked like his skin was glowing almost as if he was a ghost. The man's red hair fluttered because of the wind, it truly looked ethereal. Before Alberu even realized it, he had taken his camera out and took a picture of the man standing in front of him.

Rowoon Kingdom's power expanded throughout entire world. Kingdoms feared it and some became subservient with it. "Find this Man." Lante places a portrait of the worst enemy that's hindering Agriche's deals with the Western and Eastern Continent. Deon stares at it and to Roxanna. He took the portrait and the mission he was given. One, Steal information about Rowoon Kingdom. Two, Assassinate the Man named Cale Henituse. Yet... "Haha." A sinister laughter echoed inside the room. It's worse than Lante's evil laughter or Roxanna's cunning giggles. "Tell me, fool. Why would I stand on equal ground with you when you're made to be under my feet to lick and worship me?" This red color that Deon Agriche's eyes mirrored. "Lower that head." This overwhelming madness. "You're a rag I can throw away." This is lust that Deon had been searching throughout his entire life.

Cale is seen as crazy by his family. (Rewrite) ----- English is not my mother tongue, this story may contain errors.

Alver always prioritizes his Best friend, Choi han rather than his lover, Cale. Disclaimer: This contains HEAVY angst. Read tags first Picture is NOT mine. if you know the artist pls tell me so I can credit accordingly also pls do tell me if the artist doesn't like his/her/them work being used. I'll take it down willingly ^^

•Chaotic 3k word oneshot, exactly as the title says. (Timeline is a few months before Choi Han beats Cale to a pulp) //Not a ship btw • edited • Rare fluff/no angst

What if there's no Kim Rok Soo? It's a story of the Trash Og!Cale who can see a glimpse of the future. Heavy cold air left Cale's quivering lips as he spit the blood left on his mouth. He looked far behind him where the bloody Basen was being healed by a priest. Cale pulled out the sword he stabbed on the blood crazy mage's throat. Red liquid splattered on the ice trapping the mage's body, and then giant Silver shield protecting everyone from the bombs started to disappear like a spec of dust. Everyone was too speechless and scared to move. The trash, Cale Henituse was covered in blood as red as his hair, and his eyes were shining like a crimson fire. The sight was terrifyingly beautiful. Choi Han gulped.

Cale's mother died when he was 8 and a part of him had died with her. He was so destroyed that tears could not fall from his eyes on the day of the funeral People began to think that he was a monster for not crying at his mother's funeral and for this the attendants started insulting him and hurting him. His father, on the other hand, drowns himself on alcohol and work rather than seeing his own son who reminded him of his deceased wife. In fact, the child looked a lot like her with his brown eyes and red hair like his mother's. The father also began to beat up the child and blame him for the death of the countess. All this happened without anyone knowing anything, neither inside nor outside the mansion, all continuous until cale was 12 years old. A mysterious voice spoke "my child, my poor child what they did to you" The gentle voice said. I apologize in advance for any mistakes that there may be, English is not my first language so I am using Google translate. Trash of the count's family do not belong to me

Due to a curse, Cale temporarily became a baby. Everyone was a victim of his cuteness. Fluff. Crack. Drama. Nothing major. Don't take it too seriously 😆 You can drop a comment or violent reaction as well lol

In the alleyways of Yiling, there was an abandoned child who did his best to survive. Everyday, he scoured for food and fought dogs who hurted him. It hurts. Bites starting to bruise his already blemished skin as he curled into a ball and hoping to ease the pain. The wafting smell of pie permeates through his nose as he looked at the another child in front of him, confused as he eyed the food warily despite it looking delicious. Soon enough, he couldn't resist as he scarfed the food down. The child also sat beside him as he closed his eyes. "I'm Wei Ying." The child who has the most peculiar hair color opened his eyes and looked at him, his reddish-brown eyes seem to be in deep thoughts. "What is your name?" The redhead opened his mouth, then closed it again since he doesn't know what to say. Records played in his mind to search for the right language that should be used. Cale Henituse, even as Kim Rok Soo, doesn't know how to speak Chinese. "Name...no." "You have no name?" Surely, Cale knew both his names will be quite weird in a world of cultivation, so he just nodded. "Then, your name will be Wei Xun! We are brothers now! You can call me gege!" 𝐃𝐞́𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐧.) -- 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐞.