My Suitors Are Fuel for the Doomsday Array
By @john1208
Told in close third person, the story begins on the blood-soaked deathbed of Maliwan, the tragic cannon-fodder younger martial sister of the Chedi of Seven Dawns. Just as she dies of a broken heart, her blood seeps into the floorboards - revealing a forbidden, continent-spanning Mandala formation ticking down to absolute annihilation in three hundred days. Snapping back to the start of the year, Maliwan abandons the petty romantic plotlines of her peers. She has the world to save, and she needs hands to dig the ley-lines. Endlessly kind-hearted, Maliwan cannot bring herself to explicitly reject the sudden, inexplicable advances of the arrogant original male lead, Prince Virote. Instead, she cheerfully hands him a volatile demonic core to stabilize for twelve hours. Soon, every powerful cultivator in the realm is vying for her affection by enduring excruciating manual labor for her ancient magical research. All the while, her panicky sidekick Gawin harbors a bittersweet, unspoken love for her, knowing her heart belongs only to the structural integrity of the realm. But as the hidden doomsday clock ticks closer to zero, will all this free labor be enough to rewrite the apocalypse?
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A White Lotus Demands a Death Match
By @john1208
When the delicate, perpetually weeping 'white lotus' Bao Yaolan is publicly humiliated and dumped by the Crown Prince at the Altar of Ascendance, she finally snaps out of her plot-mandated daze. Realizing she is trapped in a tragic romance, Yaolan immediately executes an ancient identity-swap array with a passing, heavily armored sect executioner. Free from her doomed destiny, she retreats to the gloomy disciplinary pavilion to pursue her true passion: researching highly illegal, explosive magical formations. Unfortunately, her new persona's cold, ruthless competence accidentally attracts a horde of masochistic admirers. Even worse, Yaolan's brain has completely deleted the concept of romance. When the regretful Crown Prince offers her a thousand-year jade hairpin, she assumes it's a concealed weapon and beats him senseless. When Lord Shenjue, a Supreme Deity of the Upper Realm, descends in a shower of golden light just to court her, she excitedly interprets his romantic display as a legendary boss-fight challenge. With a floating, array-eating carp as her only confidant and a Supreme Deity constantly trying to woo her while dodging explosions, can Yaolan complete the ultimate World-Severing Formation before the plot forces her back into a romance?
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