I Cultivate Passively - Chapter 627 - Blood Lock!

In the bustling city of Eldoria, nestled between ancient forests and towering mountains, lies the renowned Celestial Arcane Academy—a hub of magical learning and the central setting of the revered fantasy novel, “Aetheric Chronicles.”Unbeknownst to the residents of Eldoria, a young Earthling named Alex awakens in the academy, a place he recognizes all too well from the pages of his favorite novel.Gifted with an OP ability yet unable to use it properly, Alex quickly realizes that he is not merely a student but a living embodiment of a character from “Aetheric Chronicles”, an extra or a side character to be more precise.As he navigates the grand halls of the academy, he's met with a surprising twist—characters deviating from the expected plotline, unforeseen events altering the carefully crafted narrative.Eager to maintain the balance between the known world of “Aetheric Chronicles” and the unpredictable reality he finds himself in.However, the unpredictable nature of his presence in the novel's universe sparks whispers of prophecy and conspiracy among the world's inhabitants.Guided by his knowledge of the novel's lore, Alex faces dilemmas that challenge the very essence of his character. Will he follow the prescribed destiny laid out in the novel, or will he forge a new path and risk unraveling the delicate threads of the fantasy world?Will he find answers to the questions he seeks for?Will he reach the ending of the story? If there is one...

Everyone loves the protagonist, many read countless manga, watch countless animes and adore the protagonist of the story.

They feel happy when their protagonist wins, feel sad when their protagonist loses.

Everyone takes fancy to reading a novel and wished to get a chance to relive in the world of their favourite novel.

But what happens, if thier wish comes to be true.

Is reincarnation as easy as it sounds? Are the person who reincarnated can really change the world to their wishes and can survive easily in tow the world that reincarnated into while in their previous world, they were just simple people without any power.


This is the story of a boy who died only to find himself reincarnating into a novel he had read 'Dawn of legends'.

Moreover, unlike in another story, he had reincarnated into an extra who is just cannon fodder in the novels who are just present to be used by the Villains and Protagonists to achieve their goals.

At first, he was in despair, shocked and confused about what to do. He racked his mind and tried to survive in this harsh world. He was in a pinch whether to stay low key or use his future knowledge to get stronger or befriend the protagonist.


But will everything occur according to his plans? Will the future event follow the same route as described in the novel? Can he overcome all the crisis that is about to happen in the future with the future knowledge?

Does the work have other plans for him? Is his reincarnation is just a coincidence or does someone or some other forces have a role in it?


It is the tale of a simple boy, a boy who is not like other reincarnater who adapt to this world from the very first day and established their dominance, rather it is the tale of the boy who rises up and climbs higher step by step.

Accompany Lucas on his journey, who with the help of his future knowledge and the help of the system transverse the obstacle in his path to fighting against the world which is and isn't similar to what he had known and find out the mystery behind his reincarnation.

Hey, my luck is pretty good… I have transmigrated into the body of a rich young master!

What’s this? A brat who told him not to look down on others… WHAT?! Did you say that he’s someone of discipline and determination? Why does that sound so familiar?

What’s that? A cripple who came from a fallen clan whose fiancee just broke off the engagement?! Wait a f*cking minute…

Huh?! I’m responsible for his broken engagement? His supposed fiancee seems to be looking at me with a…

Am I the villain of this story?! No, no, no. This won’t do. I’ll suppress them all before they get the chance to mature. I’m not going to commit the same mistakes as those losers in the novels I read in the past!

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They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.