In a world where war smudged the lines of borders like a toddler with a crayon, Dravos Community Prison stood tall - not just as a building, but as a bustling microcosm of power plays and stubborn resilience. Within its walls, it wasn't just your garden-variety criminals and rebels; it also housed disgraced nobility, including Eira, the last princess of the now not-so-royal realm of Ildoria.
With hair as dark as a starless night and eyes sparkling with a cocktail of defiance and wisdom, Eira was no ordinary prisoner. She turned down every marriage proposal from the invading country's high officials like she was swiping left on a really bad dating app. Her refusal landed her in Dravos, a place where hope was as thin as the prison soup.
Yet, instead of succumbing to despair, Eira rose like a phoenix in a yard sale - as the undisputed leader of the inmates. Her blend of brains, brawn, and natural charisma made her stand out in the noisy, desperate crowd. Dravos echoed with the sounds of freedom dreams and plans, and possibly someone practicing the spoons.
Commanding with her striking presence and strategic mind, Eira not only earned the respect of her fellow prisoners but also buddied up with the guards. Soon, she spearheaded an elite squad: her right-hand man, a strategist who could plan a birthday party in a warzone, and her left-hand man, a combat expert who knew fifty ways to use a spoon as a weapon. Along with a motley crew of loyal commanders and soldiers, they even stockpiled secret weapons and war tech, ready for a revolt that would turn the tables.
Eira's arrival at Dravos was a game-changer. She ignited a new vision among the prisoners - a burning hope for freedom and a life worth living under her leadership. Just as they were about to roll out a daring escape plan, the prison screens flickered to life with an announcement that would change everything... again.
Posesión de la muñeca de algodón del maníaco obsesivo
102 parts Ongoing
102 parts
Ongoing
Park Yul fue transportado al mundo de una novela.
Bueno, seguro. Ha leído muchas novelas de fantasía hasta ahora, por lo que no era sorprendente que fuera intolerante con tal cosa. ¡Vive un poco, transpórtate a una novela! ¡Y luego vuelve! Así se vive, ¿no?
Pero, ¿por qué poseía la muñeca de algodón que se le dio al personaje que se convertiría en el protagonista masculino loco y obsesivo en el futuro?
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"Levi, la muñeca que me diste parece moverse"
"¿De qué estás hablando?"
Yul soportó la mirada del Archiduque que lo miraba fijamente.
Ten paciencia, ten paciencia. Si respiras ahora, estarás jodido.
"Mmm. Sí, debe ser mi imaginación"
El Archiduque luego se dio la vuelta y dijo rotundamente.
Yul vivió. Había sobrevivido a una vida tan miserable, y hoy también.
"Leví"
"Sí"
"Quema eso"
"¡¿Qué?¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡!
Mientras gritaba de pánico, los ojos sorprendidos se volvieron hacia él.
Oh, estoy jodido.
CREDITOS A SU RESPECTIVO AUTOR.....