Twinks Asses

You know, out of all the things that could have happened to me, finding out I've been Isekai'd into Murder Drones by waking up in the body of a drone kid who got his memory core critically damaged and lost his parents in the same attack that axed Doll's folks was not on the list of things I expected. Still, it's evidently what happened to me, and now I have to DO something about it. So. I have about 9 years before canon kicks off to prepare for the apocalypse, help Uzi and Doll work through all their issues and trauma, respectively, and figure out how my unhinged ass is going to be able to commit deicide, because as a robot I'm theoretically immortal, so screw anything that wants to cut that short. Queue my plan to cheat like the world is ending (because it will) by abusing the hell out of my meta-knowledge, downloading entire terrabytes of data on weapons, combat skills, and engineering, befriending the main cast so I can socially manipulate them into being better able to stop Armageddon, concocting plans to turn the Solver's Murder Pets, and generally do a Batman level of overpreparation in order to rig the game in my favor as much as physically possible, because goddamn, I REALLY don't want to die.

Lanz Kuroda failed his Awakening Test in the most spectacular way possible, he didn’t just rank low, his ass got slapped with an FFF. He was locked out of the system entirely, and sent home like the rejected tutorial character that he is. But when a cracked relic crystal he bought from a sketchy street vendor activates, it boots up something the world shouldn’t even know exists, a hidden system that logs him into an old, forgotten alt account, one with no level cap, restrictions, and absolutely zero oversight. By day, Lanz is still the same guy that no one aspires to be. But at night? In the dungeons? He becomes Zero, an anonymous hunter operating outside the system, clearing high-tier raids solo, and slowly building a legend no one can trace. The world thinks he’s a joke. He’s about to become its biggest problem.

Z was a deadly assassin, feared in the underworld. On what was supposed to be a routine mission with his best friend, he was betrayed and killed. But death wasn't the end. He woke up in a new body—that of Axel, a delicate, fame-showered member of a popular boy band. And to make matters worse, Axel was what most would call a twink. Just when Z thought things couldn’t get stranger, he discovered that the leader of the boy band, Jayvaughn, was none other than the infamous soldier even the most ruthless criminals feared. Z tried to keep his distance, planning to quietly live out this bizarre new life. But there was one problem: Axel’s overwhelming feelings for Jayvaughn. Every time Z tried to ignore him, the emotional pull nearly knocked his soul out of alignment. Jayvaughn had never paid Axel much attention—until now. After Axel’s sudden personality shift, Jayvaughn found himself curious… then intrigued… then dangerously close to falling. Now Z finds himself caught between surviving in this new life and resisting the pull toward the one man he’s supposed to avoid at all costs.

'Ruth Danan is a simple girl who lives her life to the fullest, loving the company of her friends and bringing sunshine to everyone around her.' That's what Dylan thought about the cheerful girl In his class. Everyone liked her, and she liked Everyone. While for Dylan, being liked by someone or even talking his heart out to someone was impossible to even think aout Dylan's father was the leader of the Bravata gang So naturally, Everyone at school avoided him, as if he was invisible. He felt alone. But his sorrow soon turned into anger after seeing cheerful Ruth. To him, her jollyness seemed annoying, irritating; so he started to bully her out of spite. And somehow it made him feel better. He bullied her everyday, every chance he got. after a few months Dylan's father dies in an accident, leaving him with his entire empire and all his asses in the underworld. He works with the underworld, and no one dares to do what is against him, as he has gained a fearsome reputation for his ruthlessness and cunning in the criminal underworld. Dylan's newfound power and influence allow him to expand his empire even further, solidifying his position as a formidable force to be reckoned with. But in the underworld, life isn't a bed of roses; enemies are everywhere. Constant threats surround him. Years later, they meet again But, Things take a turn when Dustin Orgestsev, his fiercest nemesis, recruits Ruth and trains her as an assassin with the goal of killing Dylan. Something he had planned for years, ever since his father died. Ruth has transformed into an assassin with a goal to destroy her bully's life by impersonating his secretary and seducing him to bed while providing all critical information to her boss. However, hatred transforms it into a magnetic attraction, which feels bad in many ways, but when the ice melts at specific temperatures, they crave each other. Given what they have both been through, they must determine which road to choose. Ruth imagines herself falling strongly for her enemy, which will cost her life. she needs to make a decision. Quick \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ i will post this story on Royalroaad.com aswell https://www.royalroad.com/profile/488700

Rae, a perverted thief with bad luck and worse life choices, was caught peeping on a couple getting busy. Naturally, he got his ass kicked—and his life ended. Or so he thought. Just before his untimely demise, Rae had one last wish: to live like a king, surrounded by voluptuous women with big booties and even bigger breasts. Turns out, death wasn’t the end. It was just the beginning. Rae woke up in a fantasy world, and not just any world, but one where he was gifted a special system. A system... with some unusual tastes. [Ding!] [Quest: Drink breast milk from the source.] [Litres: 0/10] [Reward: Race Change from Goblin to a race of your choosing.] "Wait—what? I’m a goblin now?!"

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

“They say innocence is the most dangerous kind of temptation—especially when men are starving for control.” WARNING: This book is strictly for 18+ readers. It contains explicit adult content including strong language, graphic sexual scenes, BDSM, and dark erotic themes. This work is entirely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. It emphasizes the importance of consent and does not intend to offend or disrespect any individual or community. --- Summary: Hi, I’m Erica Madden. The second I turned eighteen, I ran away from the life I knew—and straight into a world of lust, power, and danger. I had no plan, no safety net, just curves and curiosity. That’s when I met him—Ezel Evans. Rich. Ruthless. Insanely hot. He paid me a shocking amount to be his personal secretary—but what he really wanted was someone who would stay close, obey, and give in. He praised my thick ass and full tits like they were his to worship… or to ruin. But Ezel wasn’t the only one watching me. His seductive younger brother had dirty fantasies of his own, and Ezel’s rival? He wanted to own me—marry me, breed me, and use me to destroy Ezel’s pride. Now I’m caught between three dangerously dominant men. Will an innocent eighteen-year-old like me survive in a world driven by lust, obsession, and control—or will I surrender to it all? Comment your thoughts—if you dare.

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina. I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner? Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist? 'Well it's just one way to find out...' Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back. At that moment, he activated his talent... [Mimicry activated!] [Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!] [Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.] [Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!] [Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!] [Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.] [Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?] "No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

Like the title says, an isekai book were yours truly gets reincarnated into the world of MHA as our green haired cinnamon roll, Izuku Midoriya. With the manga complete and him having access to that knowledge, watch as he tries to save Japan and maybe kick some HPSC ass (while getting some too, if you know what I mean). No way I can guarantee that this will be a great read, but hey, if you read it at least I tried.

The story of a jerk, insecure, unsociable, fuck-ass, and above all, down-in-the-mouth teenager, who one day dies and is reincarnated in someone the complete opposite of his pessimistic personality and physical appearance. To top it off, his new existence is that of a Dating Game protagonist. But, this simulation is not at all like a game of choices anymore, is it? It looks very realistic, and... it feels very plausible. “Huh? Well, how did that happen? What happened to the kid? And what the hell is up with that description in your novel?” Someone shouts fervently into my ears. Nevertheless, I play dumb. If you want to know, make the decision to take the time to read it, or not. I don't know! [Note: This is a translation and rewrite of my own novel on Wattpad. All rights to this story belong to ME!] [Other Note: Unfortunately, the cover is an AI image; however, I'm practicing my drawing skills to replace it one day, but in traditional since I'm broke as hell]

What do you do when the universe decides to flip you a middle finger? Valen Alarcon was a promising young footballer with the Manchester United U9s. He was supposed to be the next big thing and had a talent that was undeniable even at a young age. Unfortunately, an ACL injury shattered his dreams. From the golden boy at Manchester United's U9s to being unable to get scouted at a League One club's academy. Still, Valen worked hard and managed to get himself into Birmingham City's academy and was working hard to make it into the first team. And then the universe fucked him in the ass... again. He had another ACL injury and he was released. When all seemed lost and his football career down the drain, Valen got struck by lightning, and then something strange happened. [Ding! Synchronization complete] [Football System activated!]

You ever die, wake up in some medieval fantasy shithole, and get shackled to a snarky-ass system that thinks it’s your babysitter? No? Lucky you. Name’s Nyx. Ex-street rat, full-time bastard. I died dirty and pissed off — now I’m alive again in a world where monsters roam, nobles play gods, and everyone thinks they’re better than me. Newsflash: they’re not. I’ve got a second chance. A twisted-ass system glued to my soul. Broken stats, buried rage, and no grand destiny — just blood, grit, and survival. They call this place a game? Fine. I’ll play. Just don’t whine when I start breaking the rules. This ain’t some heroic fairy tale. I’m not the chosen one. I’m just the crazy bastard who won't stay dead. The system’s a bitch... and so am I.

I just wanted a quiet life. A little cottage in the countryside. Maybe an apple orchard. A lazy dog named Bento. That was the dream. What I got instead? – A medieval fantasy world – A collapsing barony – And a debt the size of a dragon’s ass. Every time I try to quit, something worse shows up—trade wars, sword-swinging lunatics, princesses with investment portfolios, and demon lords pitching franchise models like it’s Shark Tank. I wanted a nap. Instead I’m reverse-engineering the economy, manipulating supply chains, and inventing products that shouldn’t exist in this world. Magic? Boring. Swords? Overrated. But a mana-crystal monopoly? Now that’s real power. I’m not a hero. I’m not some chosen genius. I’m just a tired bastard trying to retire… Without dying broke. Or accidentally founding an empire.

[Supreme Harem God System.] This was the Cheat Nux Leander, the man who transmigrated to a cultivation world, received. In a cultivation world, this cheat system allowed Nux to skip the arduous process that takes years, decades, or even centuries. All Nux needed were his lovely wives. The stronger the wife, the more benefits he receives. “What? You are a 100-year-old Grand Master Stage Cultivator? And you call this Unparalleled Talent? Unparalleled Talent my Ass! I am 18 and I am already a King Stage Cultivator, get better bitch!” As ridiculous as it already was, Nux’s cheat did not end there. Cultivation Talent, Special Physiques, Bloodlines, his System could inherit them all! All he needed to do was seduce strong Women. Accompany Nux in his journey as he promotes himself from a mere mortal, to a boy toy of a Lonely Noble, and then to Emperor of the strongest Empire in the world! All while he gets stronger while spending time with his lovely wives. ... Do check out my other novel, Primordial Vampire God System If you want to read revenge, war, blood, gore, vampires, and, the Return of the Forgotten Blood Empire ... AI-Generated Cover. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: SleepDeprivedSloth

"If you eat ass, you'll never starve." - King Barric Ironstorm the Vth In the land of Siriuhs sat a little southern Kingdom known as Ol' Tameria. Prince Barric Ironstorm always dreaded the day he would become King of Ol' Tameria as it meant the end of his playboy lifestyle, but on the day of his coronation a mysterious demon messenger would arrive just as he was crowned. The demon warned the king that the armies of the Demon Princess would arrive to conquer his beloved kingdom within a years time. The newly crowned King Barric saw this as his last opportunity for adventure before a boring life of royal duty. With his adopted elf sister Layla, The King would set out on adventure to stop the demon army!... (and seduce every thicc ass baddie monster girl, boy, they/them, etc. on the way!) All Rights Reserved

Apollo Musashi, the main character is a hard worker. Training each day to get stronger and stronger. He has aspirations of being above everything and has the will to make it happen. With this story I dream of bringing back old Shounen and characters that are mean in just the right way. I've seen many new shows try to make their characters as nice as possible, and although I'm making my character nice, he going to be a bit of a pain in the ass. I'm going to try to make the most realistic characters I can make within the confines of this verse. I watch most things nowadays realizing many of these character are just too unbelievably nice with no outbursts and I find that entirely unrealistic. No, I'm not going to have a harem for the main character, because that too I believe is entirely unrealistic from the real world. Without a further adue, I hope you like it.

[ULTRA-SHORT VERSION] --- BETRAYED. FORGOTTEN. REBORN. Left to die by his crew, Donnes wakes up as a dead planet. Shattered, coreless, abandoned. Now, armed with a System he shouldn’t have and a rage that burns colder than the void, he’ll tear the cosmos apart to reclaim his place. Revenge won’t be enough. He’ll rule it all. [Short Version] --- Betrayed by his crew, left to die alone in the void. Donnes died, and woke up as a whole-ass broken, abandoned planet. Once human. Now a Shattered Planet with nothing left: no core, no warmth, no hope. But if the universe thinks it can devour him twice... It's about to learn what a twice-abandoned, twice-betrayed soul can become. [Long Version] --- He was the Ninth Planet of his Solar System. But he was abandoned by his brother and sister planets. Even his beloved moons betrayed him for the Eighth Blue Giant. The parent star—Oralen—never considered him family. Treated him like an outsider. So when Graveth, a planet-devouring cosmic horror, loomed over the Oralen System, they tossed him out as bait and left him drifting alone in the cold darkness of the void. Graveth found this tiny planet. To its endless hunger, he was nothing—just a brittle bauble of rock. Yet it stripped away everything: atmosphere, crust, even the meager molten core, until only cracked stone remained. Completely dead. No one knows how long that shattered amalgamation of rock drifted in the endless dark. Until Donnes awoke who was also Abandoned and Betrayed by those who he called family. Instead of being Isekai’ed into some random Noble Young Master in a fantasy kingdom, his soul had transmigrated into a whole-ass planet. A dead husk of a planet. Adrift in the cold, silent void.

Forty-seven hours of straight gaming, six energy drinks, and one massive heart attack later, I'm living inside my favorite game as the final boss everyone loves to hate. The good news? Unlimited power, incredible looks, and access to the kind of women who make porn stars look like nuns. I'm talking about curves that defy physics, tits that could smother a man to death, and asses that inspire religious experiences. The bad news? Everyone expects me to be a manipulative bastard who treats people like fuck toys and destroys planets for fun. The worse news? I'm discovering I'm really fucking good at both. My name used to be irrelevant. Now I'm Lord Raven Vex'thara, Crown Prince of the Dominion Empire, and apparently hung like a space horse with the kind of face that makes women drop their panties and men question their sexuality. Death, it turns out, was the best thing that ever happened to my sex life.

Okay, look—I’ll keep this short. No sob story. Just facts. I killed my boyfriend after catching him mid-thrust with some skinny bitch. Then I got kidnapped by the same man I screwed over two years ago—you know, the one I accidentally got demoted from heir-to-the-throne Don to just another capo kissing his family's ring? Yeah. Him. Apparently, I owe him. Like a whole lot of money. So, until I “repay” what I stole, I’m stuck working under him—dodging bullets, surviving betrayal, navigating shitty mafia politics, and avoiding my old pal Death… daily. All while chasing the one mission that brought me here in the first place: find the bastard who ruined my entire life… and end him. Falling for Rafe? Not. An. Option! But damn it, why the hell does he have to be so maddeningly hot while being such a total pain in my ass? Will I survive long enough to find the bane of my existence? Will I finally give in to this crazy attraction I feel toward Rafe? That's what I also wanna find out. You’re welcome to tag along—just… don’t say I didn’t warn you.

"Sissy, I brought you a gift." He shuddered in fear the moment he heard her voice. Whenever he heard her voice, he knew nothing good ever came out of it. "Please, not today." His voice made it obvious he was scared. She laughed, then touched his shoulder. He flinched, but she held him down. "Please." he said in almost a whisper. ***** "HI." she waved at him. "You must be the Riley everyone's talking of, right?" He was left dumbfounded, hearing her say she had heard about him. Everyone who had heard about him made sure to keep their distance, so just why was she trying to start a conversation with him? "If you are doing this to become popular, then you are very well welcome to be my friend. But if you are just naive, I would advise you to keep your distance." he said to discourage her. "We do have something in common. You get bullied, so you hate bullies, while I hate them just because they are bullies." "Hating them does not change the fact that you will get bullied if you befriend me." "Then I will have you watch me kick their asses if they try messing with us." "Are we friends now." she asked after they both laugh at her former words. "We are, as long as you are ready to kick some ass." "Bring it on."

“You wore red” he murmured, eyes dragging her over like a threat. The silk clung to her body like a dare. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. His lips crashed into hers, hungry, rough, devastating. It wasn’t a kiss; it was a warning. His hands slid beneath her dress, cupping her ass. He spanks her, HARD. She lets out a throaty moan. “You like that huh ? be a bad girl for daddy” He says. His hard-on, throbbing as brutal as ever, poking her dangerously as the longing kiss continues. “I'll break you” He whispers against her skin. “And when you shatter, I'll keep every piece.” And God help her… She wanted to fall. ********** Sapphire Blake thought her life was hers to live, until a long buried debt ripped that freedom away. Forced into a marriage with Mason Peterson, the cold, arrogant heir to a dangerous empire, Sapphire finds herself caught in a life she never chose. What begins as silence and rejection soon unravels into tension, obsession, and something far more consuming. But, in a world ruled by power, betrayal runs deep and love comes with a price. She was given away like a pawn, but she might be the one who flips the entire game.

“The least a person born into this world can do is take care of themselves.” “I’m no one’s hero.” All I want is a peaceful life—a life where I can sit around doing jackshit. I, Sigurd, refuse to be a martyr. The village’s safety? My ass! They can all burn for all I care—my only obligation is to myself and myself alone. That’s why I ran. I’ll run as far as my legs can take me. I won’t let them throw me in that pit with those monsters. I’ll tame a beast of my own choosing. Ambition? I don’t have any. You want compassion? Then tough shit. If selfishness is a virtue, then I’m a goddamn priest!!

(I'm not good at writing synopsis so please excuse this one even if it's a pain in the ass) deep at the northern side of the globe, a forest where shadows and phantoms reside, was thought to be sealed off by a powerful sorcerer for centuries that passed. strange cases of unusual sightings and accidents started to appear all over various countries. Cyrus vonstien, the second son of the king of Lendorr, one of the prominent and influential countries, puts together a group of odd outcasts to put a stop to this disaster and seal off the forest once again.

I woke up in an unknown place, unaware of where I was and why I was here. Was it even fair that I just popped up in the middle of nowhere? One day I was a normal citizen, completed my military and living a normal life, and the next day I am running for my life from strange creatures and beings who control elements. They say it’s magic, but I say it’s mystery. The world is strange, weird. I don’t know who I am. Get your ass to hell—this isn’t even my body!! But you know, everyone loves a fantasy, and you know what? I’m in for that fantasy.

[COMPLETED] On the first day of their divorce, he said, "She'll be back before midnight." The second day, "She'll be back in three days. It's just one of her stunt to make me mad". The third day, "She cannot do without me so she'll be back in seven days." On the seventh day, "She'll definitely come back within two weeks." After a whole month... "Boss she's really doing it, she's kissed a stranger at the gala." "Catch her and bring her home." . . In her past life she was the good and enduring wife, in this life she became his little devious sin. A pain in the ass and his little ass kicker. "No one dared treat Mr Hamilton the way she did, do you think he would forgive her?" . . Harlow Blackwood was accused and wrongfully killed in her past life by her family and husbands family. But fate had other plans for her. When she returned, Harlow swore to take revenge on the people who killed her children and ended her life. But there was something else in this life. The husband who joined her enemies to attack her in her previous life turned out to dot on her more than ever before. In her past life Harlow was a mighty cook and would prepare food for the entire family, she turned into their slave to please them, yet no one liked her. But in this life... "I am useless hubby, I can't cook, clean, have kids or take care of you... Her hubby smiled. "None of those matters. I can cook, clean, take good care of you, and most importantly, give you children. How many are you willing to have?" In her current life, her husband has a huge secret too, what could that be? . . For more info on the book follow me on Instagram @Sspears and Facebook @kourtneysspears.

Dangerous obsession Themes: hate love, obsessions,greed betrayal,sex, secrets high school , bad boy good boy and many more Don't miss out SYNOPSIS Have you ever heard of a girl who is a nymphomaniac but still a virgin?? That is Emma a for you.a 19 years old girl who lives her with her mom Actually she attending the high school she hate the most " SPECTRUM ACADEMY" which motto is Said to be : Empowering minds, illuminating future: But the crazy ass student formed it to.... (Sorry Not gonna reveal ) This school thrives with rich spoilt brat which is rumors that no student is innocence......most girls or anything feminine have been fucked by Red a proud egocentric heart breaker, sex addict and also Emma's worst enemy He's rich and have everything he ever wanted, but everything tho Will Red and Emma later fall in love or will they Hate each other for eternity.

In that dreary tower, do you see it? Those stars. Lathell is an aristocrat from the Caileid Family, he was given the golden spoon since birth. From that, he turned into the worst, a playboy and a narcissist, rampaging every bar and brothel he can set his eyes on. His family, enough with his antics kicked him out of the mansion and disowned him. After he got banished, he immediately gets attacked by gangsters. But fortunately he gets saved by a blue haired priest, which introduces him to the mercenary guild, the 'Daydreamers Corp'. Can he redeem himself with his new allies? Or will he fall into more despair? So uhh guys this is my first time writing a novel not a fanfic, so uhhh wish me luck and send me some stones if yall have em!! Rizz. hehe, also also this guys name is lathell, from brown dust, cus hes originally the mc of a brown dust fic i didnt write, so i jst use him here Rewrite cus first one was ass

Lin Yunfeng screwed up. Big time. One mistake. That’s all it was. A stupid, drunken mistake. So why the hell was Ren Muchen chasing him down a creepy-ass abandoned hallway like a maniac?! "You slept with me and ran? Fine! Let’s see how long you last!" Uh, yeah. No thanks. Yunfeng ran faster, heart pounding—until he skidded to a stop. Right in front of a half-rotten zombie. "Oh, come on!" Before he could even process his impending doom, the thing lunged. His life flashed before his eyes. Then—WHACK. A massive axe took the zombie’s head clean off. And just like that, Muchen was grabbing his collar, hauling him up like a ragdoll. "You’re not dying," Muchen said, looking way too smug for someone who just saved his life. "Not today. Not anytime soon." Yunfeng barely got his breath back before Muchen dropped the biggest bomb ever. "Because we’re having a baby." Wait. What?! Yunfeng clutched his stomach. "H-How do you know?!" "You KNEW?!" Muchen shook him like a damn rattle. "And you still ran? Take responsibility, you bastard! We made a life!" Well. Shit. There was officially no running from this.

Forty-seven hours of straight gaming, six energy drinks, and one massive heart attack later, I'm living inside my favorite game as the final boss everyone loves to hate. The good news? Unlimited power, incredible looks, and access to the kind of women who make porn stars look like nuns. I'm talking about curves that defy physics, tits that could smother a man to death, and asses that inspire religious experiences. The bad news? Everyone expects me to be a manipulative bastard who treats people like fuck toys and destroys planets for fun. The worse news? I'm discovering I'm really fucking good at both. My name used to be irrelevant. Now I'm Lord Raven Vex'thara, Crown Prince of the Dominion Empire, and apparently hung like a space horse with the kind of face that makes women drop their panties and men question their sexuality. Death, it turns out, was the best thing that ever happened to my sex life.

I deleted the first one, because of my scripting was ass. After reading and watching movies, I decided to redo all my stuff. That's about it, I'm (Redacted) and I'm out.