Chapter 1108 Geniuses of the Three Dao's Store Pt.2
The haughty look on Araxus' face caused John to roll his eyes. He then stepped forward and inspected the other figures, then moved about the other rows. While perusing, he noticed a section that seemed to be dedicated to him. It was a table covered in books, scrolls, paintings and more, all depicting him on the art.
He reached out and picked up one of the books, a rather thin and flimsy one, and opened to the first page. He was greeted with a comic of him, one that he quickly flipped through the pages to read. The comic depicted him as a youth, seemingly an origin story of his. He was supposedly raised by a dark and mysterious figure, one that tasked him with the mission of destroying the Nine-Dao World. His first mission since emerging from his secretive training was to destroy the other geniuses in the Three Dao Tournament.
His eyes went wide as he flipped through the comic, which depicted him in quite a villainous light. "I never agreed to any of this!" John grumbled. "Are you okay with your likeness being used like this?" He turned and asked Araxus.
Araxus merely shrugged. "This is how its always been, so it's not worth getting worked up over."
John returned his gaze to the comic in his hand, which was suddenly snatched by a newcomer.
"No reading unless you buy the comic-" the newcomer said, then stopped immediately as he finally noticed John's face. The man, a man who appeared in this thirties and had a rather portly frame, went wide-eyed as he looked at John. His eyes went even wider as he noticed Araxus.
"Ah! It's you! And Araxus! What an honor it is to have you in my store," the man hastily said while removing his cap and wringing it nervously in his hands. He then noticed he still held the comic he had snatched from John, and hastily returned it.
"Ah, here you go. Apologies for my hastiness," the man said to John. The source of this content can be connected to n0v3lb!n★
"It's alright," John said flatly, then looked at the table next to him that held all the merchandise regarding him. The man looked as well, then looked at the comic in John's hands. He grimaced and quickly picked up another book from the table, then handed it to John.
"Here, you should read this one instead," the man hastily said. "This comic depicts you in a much, much better light. Not all the stories about you paint you as a...." his voice trailed off.
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