Memory of Heaven:Romance Written By Fate Through Beyond Infinity Time - Chapter 592 - 593 Umbra-Khalid The First Entity Who Seeks No Will

Seo Tae Hyuk, jailed after being falsely accused.

Gu Jin the boss of a top mafia organization was stunned to find that she had suddenly arrived in Magic World. She thought she transmigrated in a novel about Magic, and she became a supporting character who would die protecting the Female lead, and this is all due to her incompetency in magic.Gu Jin laughed 'incompetency?' She can die in every possible way but not due to incompetency.Before transmigration, she was the queen of the mafia world, a strong-willed iron lady.After transmigration, she became a good-for-nothing? She was nothing but a potential mage.She took an oath to become a Heaven Rank Mage.Every colleague of hers despised her until one day they got to know about her potential.Incompetency? She has a special body type which grants her power to have multiple elements while others only had few.Not talented enough? While others were cultivating and having trouble learning alchemy, she cultivated, made formulas of her own, and learned other things too.Is poor? Sorry with her talent in business and alchemy, she had built a business empire of her own and ranks among the top rich individuals!Does she have no supporters? The citizens of Fujio worship her like a god. Her popularity is more than that of the female lead.Has no family? So what! The little boy she adopted is Beast Tamer, the little girl she rescued was a Mystic cultivator.But the drama began when her biological family picked her up. Turns out the Female Lead was the fake daughter and Gu Jin was the real daughter.The Female lead warned her,“Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Third Sister are too cold, if they ignore you and you feel hurt I will apologize on their behalf, after all, I am their beloved person.”Gu Jin didn't have much hope from her biological family, since the female lead was so lovable... she was sure that they wouldn't love her.However...The Eldest Brother of the family patted Gu Jin's head,“I bought this Star Level Artifact for fun you can have it.”Gu Jin: “...”The Second Brother of the family who had a cold nature chuckled,“Who dares to taunt Gu Jin? I will chop off their finger...I mean I will have a civilized talk with them! ”Gu Jin:“..” The Third Sister of the family secret sneaked into Gu Jin's room every day and claimed to have a headache,“Sister Jin~ Let me sleep with you~ I am having a headache.”Gu Jin: “...” Was the female lead telling her the truth? Why was everything so different?

To care for her ailing sweetheart, college student Lu Chenchen gave up her white-collar office job and chose the higher-paying caretaker profession instead. Going around in circles, she ended up at the Mao family’s home.

The Mao family background was complicated. Old Madam Mao was not her son Yanning’s birth mom, but his young aunt. His wife was Old Madam Mao’s first love’s daughter, spoiled and pampered. Despite over ten years of marriage, husband and wife were distant.

To repay Old Madam Mao’s kindness in raising him, and for the sake of his three children, Mao Yanning endured again and again – not just a loveless but outright destructive marriage.

Lu Chenchen walked on eggshells among these people – carefully serving young and old, currying favor with the lady of the house without offending the man of the house, while also worrying about his sweetheart’s illness and missing “his” elders and children back home. Her heart was like a cookie flattened between the pages of life, living a difficult and cautious existence.

However, as the saying goes, “You reap what you sow.” A life that has been polished will eventually shine with a brilliance that ordinary years cannot compare.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”