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I'm The Son of the Heavenly Demon

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Shen Yuan wakes up on a stone slab with no memory of who he is, where he is, or how he got there. He learns quickly enough. He is the only son of the Heavenly Demon, ruler of the demonic sect's Sky-Reaching Fortress. Three days ago, his body was possessed by a demon he summoned using his own blood. The demon killed seventeen disciples before being expelled. The process burned out his memories and destroyed his cultivation, leaving him weak, vulnerable, and surrounded by enemies. His cousin Shen Wei wants his position, his power, and his father's favor. The elders want him dead for the massacre. And his father, the Heavenly Demon—a man who claimed a baby at the gates and never explained where it came from—has forbidden anyone from killing him. For now. Shen Yuan has three days before his father calls for him. Three days to recover what strength he can, to learn the rules of a world he doesn't remember, and to survive long enough to stand before the man who holds his fate in his hands. But Shen Yuan isn't the same reckless fool who summoned a demon and got seventeen people killed. He doesn't remember being that person. And as he navigates assassination attempts disguised as accidents, power plays disguised as family visits, and a fortress where loyalty is measured in knife lengths, he begins to realize something terrible: His father didn't summon a demon to punish the son who failed him. He summoned a demon to kill the son who was never meant to exist. And Shen Yuan is running out of time.
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