My Knowledge Of Cultivation Is Completely Shattered 23 Dear Diary

It was my fifth birthday today, a major day in my life. I wake up in the morning, knowing that it's my fifth birthday. I didn't tell or ask anyone about it, and kept on waiting for them to wish, but till evening no one wished me.

I was very angry and on the verge of crying; I went to the dining hall for some snacks. When I entered the room, I found it very dark; I was very scared. Even then I went inside like a blind man. Then suddenly someone shouted, "Surprise Aryan!! Happy Birthday". I was both angry and happy at that time. Tears came flowing out of my eyes.

Mom, dad, gramps and many other people were there. They have prepared many tasty dishes for me, and the center of attraction was a seven layered cake with seven different flavours.

We celebrated my birthday, with various types of tasty food, it was so fun. It was a memorable day of my life.

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My one and only friend, dear diary, everything I have written above is something that every normal five-year-old MC of a novel would write.

For me, I am the unluckiest MC of my novel.

Damn seven, seven die, die seven, fickle minded whimsical seven die.

You must be thinking who is seven, who else can it be, it's the damn author of the damn novel "My Knowledge Of Cultivation Is Completely."

I was a cultivation prodigy in ancient times, I would have reached immortality in a few years, but god knows why that devil writer chose to make me MC of his novel.

I was happy at first, who wouldn't want to become an overpowered MC, but that thinking was my first and last mistake in that life. He killed me first, then trapped in an unknown space for two millennia.

I wasn't that angry till then; I mean I was thinking that he will create a future world setting, where the ancient knowledge of cultivation would be lost, and I will be an overpowered MC there, with at least a medium-sized harem.

But that naive thinking of mine betrayed me like a bitch.

I was born into a wealthy family, that's all I knew, till I was five, A WEALTHY FAMILY.

And these events are not too old, only a few hours before events.

I was of the idea that I would get a high level cool armor or protective gear on my birthday, but I didn't get something like that. I got a pair of protective dress, but not that cool.

You must be thinking that why am I fussing around this matter, cause I want a cool one, and got a simple one??

No, absolutely no my dear friend, I am not a kid to do something like that, it's that damn writer's fault.

He made my doting mom and gramps anime cross-dressing fans; they made me wear a myriad of girls dress, starting from maid dresses, followed by cat girls, bunny girls and some other anime dresses.

You are thinking it was the end of this event aren't you??

No, it's not, don't think lightly. When you are dealing with that writer called seven, he is a demon king with an angel body.

They made me wear miniskirts, high curve qipao and many other skimpy dresses. I was thinking that the skimpy dresses were the last, but no, what to say, my good luck was on honeymoon at that time.

Lolita fashion, gairu fashion, and girls lingeries were on the queue list, after defiling my pure mind and body, when it was time to throw me away, something unexpected happened again.

Mom had kept some of her youth time swim suits in her spatial ring, god knows why and how she remembered it all of a sudden. After that you can guess what happened next.

Starting from one-piece maillot, followed by monokini, then some classic bikini swimsuits and at last the one-piece slingshot, these were some dresses that defiled my virtuous soul.

Cross-dressing Event was nothing before the things that followed after.

As I have mentioned above till today's morning, I only knew that my family was rich but how much reach I found out today.

Today I descended to three different floors. On the second and third floor some people introduced themselves as city heads, then came some who introduced themselves as state heads, I was so shocked, but happy too.

I mean if all the state head were respecting gramps, then gramps must be a country head, was something I thought initially, but no, my bitch deduction too, eloped with someone else.

You wanna know why and how??

Cause after some time came a person who introduced himself as a country head, at that time only one name was in my mind stupid seven, that fuc*** idiot seven at least give your MC some event to shine, but no, what can I say to my creator, that bull-headed continued to give me headaches and heart attacks.

So, it ended at state head right?? Is what you want to ask right.

Sigh.....

I would be have been happy, if I had sold my soul to a devil or demon, but little did I know when I agreed to become this novel MC, that instead of a lesser demon, I have sold my soul to a Tyrant Demon King.

Who is that? You must be thinking by now, right??

Who else can it be other than Seven THE author of this novel.

Even after giving my heart 9.0 magnitudes earthquakes he didn't stop, he kept practising his devious works.

After a country head came another, followed by another, then another, another again, I don't know how many times this cycle continued; I was thinking then my Gramps must be a head of a continent, but what to say my luck was still in his honeymoon, there came a person...…..

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