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A Cinderella Story in A Cultivation World

[Two love interests, slow burn BL romance] Lee Wooyun had always been a fan of romance fantasy books and films, especially those set in historical times with kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, and the like. His friends were well aware of his obsession and recommended a book that had recently been making waves on social media. The book was titled My Charming Demon Lord. At first, Lee Wooyun was hesitant. Unlike the fantasies he usually read, which were often set in Western historical settings, this one was different. However, his friends assured him he would enjoy it. Not wanting to reject their gift, he decided to give it a try. That night, he found himself unable to put the book down, reading almost the entire thing in one sitting. "Those guys were right! It’s amazing! A Cinderella-like fairytale set in a murim/cultivation world? It’s too good!" He couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would be to take the female lead Han Seo-yoon’s place, starting from such a miserable beginning only to end up in the arms of the surprisingly sweet and gentle demon lord. I wish I could take her place. That night, as he drifted off to sleep, the book he had left open on his desk began to emit a golden glow. The pages flipped backward, returning to the very first chapter, and its contents began to change as well. The title My Charming Demon Lord pulsed with a piercing red light, and before Lee Wooyun could even react, his surroundings shifted. The next morning, instead of waking up wrapped in his expensive velvet duvet, the one he had spent hundreds of dollars on, he found himself in a dimly lit room, lying on a pile of hay and straw. His back ached horribly, like he had actually slept on a pile of hay and straw. "What in the world…?" he muttered, rubbing his sore muscles. "Where in the hell am I? And why does it smell like cow dung in here?!” *** This is the story of how a fantasy-genre enthusiast ended up inside one of the books he had wished for, without realizing just how dangerous that wish would be. "I guess it’s true what they say: Be careful what you wish for."
NSCHAN · 345.4k Views

Back to India 1987

Reborn in 1987 Mumbai, failed graduate Rajendra gains a system connecting him to a multiversal auction house. Starting with garlic and Bollywood tapes, he builds a dual empire: the shadowy MAKA syndicate, using divine theatrics to mask sci-fi tools, and the legitimate MANO conglomerate. As he trades Earth's spices and stories for cosmic wealth and blueprints, he navigates caste politics, corporate wars, and a crumbling Soviet Union, where a pragmatic army captain becomes his most dangerous ally. From back-alley smuggler to merchant-king bridging worlds, Rajendra must balance building a business dynasty with surviving the attention of interdimensional powers—all before the 20th century ends. When Raj Verma, an exhausted young man fresh out of college, finally fulfills his late father’s last wish, fate rewards him in the most ridiculous way: by dropping a 400-liter water tank on his head. His story should have ended there. Instead, as his consciousness rewinds through every memory in seven brutal minutes, Raj wakes up in a completely different era — Mumbai, 1987 — inside the body of a stranger named Rajendra Shakuniya. Confused, unprepared, and still mentally standing in 2025, Raj finds a glowing text-only virtual screen floating in front of him. Cheerful, playful, and utterly tone-deaf to his panic, the system greets him like an overexcited assistant: “Good morning, Host! Let’s rule the world!” In a world without smartphones, shortcuts, or safety nets… one young man from the future might become the most dangerous variable of 1987.
Shaku_007 · 9.9k Views