The Farmer's Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket - Chapter 1787: Sweetheart

On the distant Tianxiu Planet, there exists a group of unusual and intelligent beings. They consist of neither children nor elders. They have neither birth nor real death. They are born into the world through an extremely special process and have managed to keep their fundamental memories of survival through their endless reincarnations.

They are the Tianxiu people.

For every Tianxiu person, if they find someone they like and want to bind as partners with each other — then they would have to go through a life or death Adult Ceremony. The winner of the ceremony will become the absolute dominant in this spousal relationship.

While the defeated one will be referred to as — Qizi.

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Betrayed and discarded to die by the one whom she loved the most, the former empress of Akea, Amelia Volemont finds her self in the body of Amelia Cosgrove, the first daughter of the Cosgrove family who was unwanted by her family and basically had everything taken from her including her fiance, Ace Blackwood, by her step Sister, Lilac Cosgrove.Determined not to repeat the mistakes of her past, Amelia decides to abandon love and live life on her own terms. Breaking off her engagement with Ace should have been a step toward freedom, but fate has other plans. To maintain their family’s reputation, her parents hastily re-engage her to Kai Blackwood, the so-called useless, unwanted son of the Blackwood family.Amelia reassures herself that this engagement won’t last long after all, Kai seems just as disinterested as she is. But six months later, she finds herself watching in disbelief as he eagerly helps her choose a wedding dress.A month later, she sees the headlines announcing the downfall of the once-powerful Blackwood family only to turn and find Kai smirking evily, a gloating glint in his eyes.Wasn't he suppose to be the useless son of the Blackwood family? Why did he seem to be a big boss instead?Disclaimer: The Cover and character Photos were gotten from Pintrest. If you are the artist and wish for it to be taken down please do inform me.

Existence was divided into three realms. The Heavenly Realm. The Earthen Realm. The Infernal Realm. Below them, countless minor realms of all types existed, none able to match the might of any of the Three Fundamental realms. The Celestials led the Heavenly Realm, The Immortals led the Earthen Realm and Demons led the Infernal Realm while the Rulers controlled all the minor realms. Together, they formed The Myriad Unity and allowed peace to reign supreme. The mortals were allowed to cultivate and reach for the Heavens as a balance was installed between the Heaven and Earth, all according to the Heaven’s Will. And yet, among the billions of trillions of living beings within the Myriad Unity, one seemed unsatisfied. “They are lying to us.” This man went against all known truths and contradicted the very gods. “We are in a false world! Mere pawns used to study an outcome!” And so in search of freedom and truth, this man committed the ultimate taboo. He rebelled.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family.But fate doesn't follow orders.Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything.A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness.She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist.But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed. She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing.They told her different names.A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.”Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.”A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.”Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?”The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul.Lara Norse Kromwel.Daughter of General Odin Norse.Empress of the First Empire.But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty.“This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!”