2025-09-26 01:53:00Chapter 115: The Coffin-Shadow’s Bargain Beneath the Moon
A handful of weeks earlier—though time in this world slithered like smoke through fingers, bending perception and reshaping memory.
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“Since the subject has already spun around Lilith,” Ryan began with that usual shameless grin, the kind of grin that screamed I know I’m full of shit, but you’ll listen anyway, “then obviously the proper choice to float is Lilitu. A classic. Exotic, seductive, full of that dark-night charm. But, hear me out—my personal guilty pleasure? The undead vixen of eastern myth: the jiangshi. Whenever I pick up a novel, a webcomic, or some manga, it’s always the same—they slap in a jiangshi who’s absurdly badass, irresistibly hot, dripping with menace, and somehow manages to be sexy even with stiff limbs.”
The Sphinx’s jaw tighte
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