The Jester of Apocalypse
Neave is no cultivator, and if he can have his way, he never will be. His desperate struggle to free himself from his father's grasp eventually leads him to a book. A cursed tome he shouldn't have touched. After being trapped in a hellish time loop for umpteen years, he is finally free.
Oblivious to the horrors he had dragged outside.
Unaware of the apocalypse he would become.
Oblivious to the horrors he had dragged outside.
Unaware of the apocalypse he would become.
Chapter 146: Horror Too Vast
2 months ago
a very important update
3 months ago
[UPDATE] I'm cured (jk, but I am better)
5 months ago
I haven't burned out, I swear...
5 months ago
Chapter 145: A True Immortal Arts Practitioner
5 months ago
[Update] Am super sick and very sorry
5 months ago
Chapter 144: The Next Batch
5 months ago
Chapter 143: Golorgs
6 months ago
Chapter 142: Small Favor
6 months ago
Today marks precisely one year since I became an author
6 months ago