Skinner Pathetic

Being adored by one's parents and hoping to achieve something that could bring them happiness, a child sacrificed their carefree personality and chose the path of books and knowledge at an early age. Without looking back to see how those they thought were their parents were, in truth, only pushing them from behind. Esme, a prodigy from an early age, excelled in everything, unlike her sister, who, though adored by both parents, always lagged behind. Finally, after saving the company from debts and restoring it to its former glory, Esme looked back at her parents in hope of recognition but... "You are not even my daughter, you pathetic fool." "Hehe, Sister, how about I take your fiancé?" "Um, you see, Esme, I love your sister." "Tch, insect, how dare you reject checks whenever I, your mother, asked for money!" Those words lingered in Esme's mind before she lost consciousness and woke up inside a prison. "What are you doing here, Aron?" Esme looked at a handsome young man seated in a wheelchair, gazing at her with amusement. He was her sole business competitor, and now, he was visiting her in prison. "Nothing, just came here for a proposal, Miss Esme..." Let's see what awaits the journey of an heiress who was wrongly accused of being fake, betrayed by her fiancé, and had to seek support from her business rivals.

Shao He, heir to a family renowned for medical and poison skills, a top special agent of the 21st century, unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of a pathetic Madam Marquis who had been tortured to death! And on that very night, she was thrown into the Mass Burial Mound! Looking at the newborn in her arms, Shao He resolved to live a splendid life in this foreign world! From then on! She was the Divine Doctor who aided the world! She was the fearsome Poison Queen! She possessed wealth to rival nations! She was also an astonishing scholar! And the Marquis, filled with regret, wished he could kill himself on the spot, "He'er, I was wrong, you...” “Shut up, I am now the Empress!”

Thorndike, a charming and respected young man, never expected to fall so deeply in love—until he met Blue. Mysterious, beautiful, and guarded, Blue carries a past she cannot escape. As their love grows, so do the secrets between them. Raised under the ruthless rule of her feared father, Mr. Skinner, Blue has spent her life hiding from his control. Thorndike’s world is warm and welcoming, but her past threatens to destroy their future. When love and fate collide with hidden truths, they must decide—will their bond withstand the storm, or will the weight of their pasts pull them apart?

In a world where magic has been commercialized and controlled by corporations, Zeph Cooper is labeled the weakest student at Everweave Academy. His pathetic power level of 12.4 marks him as a failure in their standardized system. But when he discovers a hidden section of the academy's library and a mysterious talking book, Zeph learns a stunning truth: everything he knows about magic is a lie. There's a deeper, truer form of power flowing beneath the corporate facade - if he dares to grasp it. Now, caught between the rigid control of the Houses and forces that would destroy them, Zeph must master this forbidden magic while keeping his growing abilities hidden. Yet as his power exceeds the corporate world's ability to measure, he faces an impossible choice that could reshape magic itself. Sometimes the weakest link is exactly what's needed to break the chains.

With a second chance given to her after a pathetic ending to a life she didn’t want, Irene Litharion decides that she will follow in her father’s footsteps and become a knight. Waking up in the body of her eleven year old self, she’s reinvigorated to follow her heart. She has the rare blood of ancient warriors in her veins and promises to not turn her back to it anymore. Prepared for the sacrifices she will have to make to live the life she wants, a new challenge is presented when the only way she can become an apprentice knight is to turn her back on femininity altogether. The years she spent being forced to attend etiquette lessons go out the window and instead, daily sword practice takes place. Her father does all he can to get her into the knighthood, but it’s up to her to show her strength and skill to stay in it. However, it’s different than she expects when the Monster War ravages her homeland, she learns the sting of loss, and secrets of her own blood present themselves the more she leans into the thrill of battle.

[ Invincible + Pure Body Refiner + Cruel and Bloodthirsty + Smashing Through Everything + Tall and Jacked MC + Monke Pet + Villain MC ] Wuji, a young man obsessed with becoming the strongest, was doomed by his own pathetic genetics. No matter how hard he trained, no matter how much willpower he had, he remained weak—a failure in both his own eyes and the world's. When he died, he thought his journey was over. But fate had other plans. Reincarnated into the frail body of a poverty-stricken village boy, he felt true despair. To live twice and fail twice? That was worse than any nightmare. Until Little Red, his strange monkey pet, handed him a tattered book. [ Ding! Body Refining Technique Detected! ] [ Ding! Infinite Body Refining System Activated! ] In a world ruled by almighty Devas blessed by the Order Gods, Devils who command legions in the depths of the Abyss, and Chaotic Evil Gods that seek to consume existence itself—martial artists were nothing but insects. But Wuji? He would refine his body beyond mortal limits. His flesh would become divine steel, his fists would tear through the heavens, and his ever-growing body would shake the cosmos. Annoy him? Die. Stand in his way? Be obliterated. Defy him? Your existence will be erased. Witness the rise of a being who will crush all in his path. ______________________________________________ Somewhere Beyond Creation… A chaotic void spanning infinite dimensions. Monstrous titans, so vast that even entire realms seemed tiny in comparison, lay dead in the abyss. The very essence of reality crumbled around their decaying corpses, their divine auras still gnawing away at existence itself. Atop the mountain of annihilated deities, a towering figure stirred. A shadowed colossus, muscles harder than celestial ore, veins pulsating with endless power. His crimson eyes burned through the darkness as he lifted a grotesque, pulsating sphere of dark flesh to his lips. With a grin, he bit down. The sphere twitched, still alive—still screaming—before it was reduced to nothing but nutrients. Wuji exhaled, his breath alone shaking the void. “Annoying little pests... at least they had some use.”

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes. A raging lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake, was bearing the same blood as that of his father. Broken and damaged by his father, a werewolf alpha, Agust hated wolves with all he had and didn't have. To him, they were pathetic beings that needed to be snuffed out, and like a mad king, he made their lives so difficult the only option the wolves had left, was to hide. So when he met Park, one of the strongest werewolf alphas, who didn't take shit from no one, hated him, and who was determined to protect the werewolf race, Agust knew he found his match. What he didn't expect, was for the alpha who hated him so much, to be his mate, and reject him on the same day they met. As if that wasn't bad enough, when his lycans attacked Park's pack, Agust sentenced them to mass murder, an action that triggered a revolution. But strangely, the only thing Agust cared for, was the one man who made him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. Would Agust win both wars?

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX

[Ding!] [System Binding....] [10...20...30...%&...@#,,,] [Unknown Error! Unknown Error!] [System unable to bind successfully] [Invoking the emergency protocol] "Hey, System!" "System! Where are you?" [Host bound to the Lotus World Providence] [Host has gained eternal life] "Hell yeah!" Sigh! "That was me... 10 years ago..." "Now..." He took a deep breath and shook his head dejectedly. Su Yen transmigrated to the Lotus World with high hopes after receiving his system and gaining eternal life. "It's my time to rule the world!" However, his grand ambitions came crashing down when he realized his system was nothing more than a knockoff. "Who on earth created this pathetic knockoff system?!" Sigh! "At least, I can live forever and enjoy my life without ruling the world." Once again, his naive thoughts were shattered when he realized the world was not as peaceful as he thought. He needs to increase the world's providence to enjoy this life or else... He'll be damned to eternal suffering. "System! I don't want eternal life again!" "Please make me mortal!" He cried. It was then he realized the importance of power. You need strength to get what you want, but too much strength is also a curse, especially when the Bloodmoon Envoy arrives... They start killing the strongest ones. Su Yen, being immortal, wasn't scared of the Bloodmoon Envoys, but what about his loved ones? And what about the world providence? Now, in the Lotus World where everyone is terrified of breakthroughs, What can he do? Too much talent is a curse. Lack of talent is also a curse. "What kind of a messed-up world is this?" Su Yen is in a dilemma about what to do with his life in this complicated world. However, everything changes when his clan is on the brink of destruction. He must make a decision. "Who cares about the world?" "But no one dares to touch my clan and loved ones."

Playboy. Lecher. Parasite. Pond Scum. The girls had a lot of names for me, but that never stopped the next one from spreading her legs. I never really trusted people, and given how pathetically I die, I don’t think I would trust anyone ever again. What is this? I’m still alive? What is this place? Why can’t I see? Species: Autotrophic Prokayote It looks like I have a long way to becoming human. Then again, why would I want to become human? To hell with humanity and the drama that comes with it. *Author Note: I am Whatsawhizzer, the original and only author of these books. This is a Whatsawhizzer Web Novel approved account. You can verify in my copyright here https://whatsawhizzerwebnovels.com/copyright/ which includes a link to these works. So, I appreciate the support, but please stop accusing me of plagiarizing myself and certainly stop reporting my account. Thanks.

I got completely hooked on this web novel, and suddenly, I was sucked into my phone! Now, I'm stuck in another world, turned into a pathetic level one bat. The system has made it clear: I can't go back home until I claw my way up to the rank of Dark Lord!

--- Ariana was rooted to the floor outside of Anthony’s door her heart raced in her chest, like something was preparing to break apart her ribs. She had not wanted to come to a halt, much less listen in on the conversation that was unfolding before her. But the sound of laughter that came from Rachel was not new to her ears which suddenly had her face the direction of the voice like a pupet. “…you’re so bad, Anthony,” Rachel whispered sexily. “I never lie to you,” Anthony countered sullenly then suddenly grew smarmy, “I’m only bad with you.” Reaching out Ariana braced her back against the wall and her mind whirled round with confusion. Glancing around the corner she stopped breathing as she saw them. Rachel resting on Anthony laps, having her hand resting on Anthony’s arm. He leered at her, and from even his bearing suggest that he wanted something more than friendship from her. “She has not realized it yet?” Rachel asked me in low tones as if Shareen was a hopeless case. Anthony chuckled. “He realized Ariana was smart, as well as trusting in his team. That’s her weakness.” Such words are a shock for Ariana as if someone slapped her. [His fists clenched.]His hands shook, and for a moment she considered; she felt that nausea could overcome herself. Trust. That was what she had delivered to them – what she considered they deserved. And now? Now they were laughing about it, about her . She wanted to rush into the room and meet them eye to eye, look them into the eyes and scold them for every single angry word that rises within her chest. But she didn’t move. Not yet. She held a strap of her bag so tightly her hands became gloved. Indeed, she retreated sensibly, her breathing becoming light. It was not so strange they did not notice her go ; of course they did not. Why would they, if they reckoned she did not know any better? And when she came to the door of the house, shutting herself out on the cold evening, when the wind caressed her cheek like a slate, then in her soul something leaped. The heartbreak was still there, but it was buried beneath a wave of something new,rage. But she paused and with her head held high she walked away leaving her legs give away from her. The frosty night’s darkness embraced her when she tripped outside, onto the campus and grass., but the freezing air was no match for the icy sensation in her chest. She began to ponder vigorously various questions, accusations and processes of retaliation in her mind. But she didn’t see the car. This blaring of the horn was too late. There was the pathetic squealing of brakes and a moment of unbearable agony that filled her from head to toe. The world staggered, and the last thing Ariana could make out before everything went black was the night sky above her. Everything went black. ---

A lifetime of training with swords with no techniques or even a sword art. Yet bruce has become the strongest swordsman this world has ever seen or so he believes. And now he is ready to exact revenge on the scums who killed his parents Can he do it? is he strong enough? nope, he dies. The enemies had guns now he dead Now what? He spent all his life practicing ignoring all the other things like socialising and now he has no friends, not even relatives who would mourn him after his death. it was a pathetic end But the story has to go on, so he is reincarnated to another world and this world has magic at that!! Now our protagonist, Bruce Mayne, has one more chance in life. But mana is the base of magic and he has none?

In a cultivation world where geniuses soared like dragons and prodigies shone like stars, strength determined one’s destiny. Empires rose and fell with the swing of a cultivator's sword, and immortality was the ultimate prize. Magical beasts roamed the wild lands, ancient sects guarded forbidden techniques, and the heavens themselves favored the talented. But Aayan was none of those things. A below-average student at the prestigious Skyfall Academy, Aayan was nothing more than a speck of dust in a world of blazing suns. Mocked by his peers, ignored by mentors, and overshadowed even by the most mediocre cultivators, he had no talent, no skills, and seemingly no future. His life was destined to be one of failure, forgotten before it ever began. Until that day. When Aayan hit rock bottom, beaten, humiliated, and left to rot in despair, a voice echoed in his mind: [System Initialization Complete."] [Damn Fucking God System Activated.] [Host: Aayan. Status: Pathetic Loser.] [Objective: Conquer the World, Dominate the Strong, and Build the Ultimate Harem.] With the Damn Fucking God System—a cheat-like existence capable of making the impossible possible—Aayan’s life took a dark, thrilling turn. No longer bound by the rules of cultivation, he rose from nothing, turning humiliation into dominance and weakness into overwhelming power. This is the story of how a worthless boy became the most feared man in the world, with powerful women kneeling at his feet—not out of love, but pure submission. Highlight Features of the Damn Fucking God System (DFGS) for Harem Building: Harem Domination Protocol: Analyzes a woman's deepest desires, fears, and weaknesses, providing Aayan with strategies to seduce, manipulate, or dominate them completely. Whether it's a proud princess, a cold-hearted assassin, or a goddess from another realm—no one is beyond his reach. Charm Enhancement: Passively boosts Aayan’s charisma, making his presence irresistible to women. His voice, scent, and gaze can stir emotions ranging from fascination to uncontrollable desire. Seduction Quests: The system generates personalized missions like "Break the Ice Queen’s Pride" or "Tame the Demoness in Bed," with rewards including new abilities, cultivation techniques, or rare artifacts upon completion. Dual Cultivation Mastery: Grants Aayan forbidden dual cultivation techniques that not only enhance his power through intimate acts but also make the experience addictive for his partners, ensuring their loyalty. Emotional Control Field: A hidden ability that subtly influences the emotions of those around Aayan, making it easier to create bonds, spark jealousy, or ignite passion when needed. How Aayan’s Life Changes: From a pathetic, ignored failure to a ruthless conqueror, Aayan’s transformation is nothing short of monstrous. No longer begging for scraps of attention, he commands respect, fear, and desire. His enemies tremble at his name, while the most untouchable women fight for his attention. But power comes with a price. As Aayan climbs higher, he faces not just external threats from jealous cultivators, sects, and even gods—but also the growing darkness within himself. This isn’t just a story of power. It’s a story of domination, desire, and the rise of a man who refused to be forgotten

There exists no obstruction for a one-track mind like Latona Cassel's. If there is no path laid at her feet, she will carve her own instead. With the meager life she struggles to endure, desperate measures are far more convenient and called-for. So when Latona sets her eye on something indispensable, she isn't afraid to seize it, even if it means clawing a prize out of another's hands. For the sky may be the limit, but her desire to possess goes beyond it. Yet one pathetic truth remains—she still foolishly holds out for Gideon Regis who has severed her hands before she ever had the chance. After all, Gideon is nothing without his rigid morals. He lives only to follow what have been established for him: obedience, honor, family values. If he were to step even an inch outside those lines, hell itself would be damned. But amidst lingering stares and tension palpable in the air, how do you brush off the scorching ardency that gnaws at your bones? Storms have been stirred. Nights have fallen. Do you douse in resolution, or do you let it all burn and consume? [Written in Tagalog and English]

Lady Adelina Ruelle Hearthorne. The infamous villainess that was doomed to an end from the start. As the screen flashed dark with the option to continue the game— My mind lingered on a single thought. A woman who dedicated her whole life to love. Just to be killed by that very love. It was a tragic, but a pathetic death. But... "What is this strange feeling?" Even if she were the Glory Villainess... What if there had been another way?

Aidan was thrust into this word of death and magic against his will. He was weak, Frail and pathetic but his unyielding hardwork led him to the peak where he sits unrivaled, Now he tries to find other ways to cure his unending bordom. Netorase—Netorare—Overpowered—Harem—Elf’s—Giants—Incest—

“We’re all unredeemable wrenches that wish to protect our light from the inescapable darkness.” An era full of despair and insanity, hope and excitement, love and hatred, betrayal and death. The fog that forms through history has been altered and reshaped. An era of wondrous devolpment in machinery and the secrecy of mysticism. Yet, full of dangers and hidden plots. In this era, who can truly break away from the insanity and gaze at the unaltered truth? Who can resist the eyes and voices within the darkness to become a wonderful lantern? Finn, a hopeless historian that holds secrets that eclipse most legends finds himself torn between this choice. A choice of either succumbing to history’s insanity, or freeing himself from the supposed shackles of humanity. So, in an unexpected situation, he declares, “God? I am God! If the delusions of other paint me as God, than I shall be God! If the delusions of others misinterpret my pathetic history as a mountain of secrets that make up of a Myth! I shall be a Myth! A tale, a glorious truth!” This is by no means a legend or a simple mythology. This is the journey of the False becoming True, the journey to be immortalized as the “Zodiac” * WSA 2025 Entry, so show me some love!!! * *P.S Your socks might get blown off, so you better come toasty and ready to be blown away by this world of insanity, despair, hope, and action!!! * * RELEASE SCHEDULE * 1 Chapter on every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

**Tag:** R-18, Harem-seeking protagonist, Evil protagonist, Perverted protagonist, Handsome male lead, Cruel characters, Special abilities, Eastern and Western settings in a SciFi world, unhinged comedy, tragedy, slightly above average intelligent characters and plot twist. Synopsis: Zachary "Zach" Walters is the ultimate nerd: 22 years old, perpetually unemployed, and perfectly content to spend his days locked in his room, devouring fantasy novels. Living off rent from a shop his late parents left him, Zach believes the world outside is overrated, especially when he has his trusty laptop and an endless supply of energy drinks. But after spending weeks reading Chronicles of the Archmage: Arkanis Ascends, Zach hits his limit. The novel's ending—was shit, the power of friendship nonsense—pushes him into a full-blown rant. He tears into the author with an unhinged, scathing comment in the forums, mocking the novel, the villain's pathetic defeat, and even the author's "beady eyes" for writing something so cringe-worthy even saying he who isn't a author can write better. "You think you're better than me as an author? Better than my protagonist? Let's see how you fare in my new world." Suddenly such text appeared. Before he can reply, Zach is yanked into a very similar fantasy universe he mocked, reincarnated as a disgraced prince banished from his kingdom for sleeping with the king’s concubine. Stripped of his royal status but not his charm, Zach quickly realizes that fighting villains or becoming a hero is overrated. Instead, he decides to focus on the finer things in life: building a perverted waifus harem and indulging in every smutty fantasy he’s ever dreamed of. But in a world of cunning regressors, overpowered plot armour characters, arch mages and scheming heroes, Zach's carefree antics might just land him in hot water—or worse, dead. Can this trash-talking keyboard warrior survive his own delusions, or will he end up as another failed side character in someone else’s story? When fantasy meets debauchery, chaos is sure to follow.

Marie always thought her life was meant to be spent as an afterthought. As a girl whose parents favored her boyfriend, whose final sacrifice to save him led to her downfall, and whose life ended in a painful haze of regret, she'd convinced herself that her existence amounted to nothing. Even her own death was a decision she made—not out of courage, but despair. But death, it seems, wasn’t the end. When Marie awakes, she’s no longer the broken girl on a hospital bed but Elisha, the young daughter of a fallen dukedom in a world unlike her own. With beauty and noble blood, Elisha’s face is a reflection of a life of privilege and expectations, in contrast to her sad and pathetic life from before. However, this new life of hers is at risk. The dukedom teeters on ruin, enemies close in, and her position as a noblewoman shackles her to the whims of others—this time in a medieval aristocracy. Will she be able to protect her future and great life once and for all, or will she befall the same fate she has already faced?

Ancient Dual Path Cultivation system where both the body path and Qi path are combined into a unique system . Our Mc (Bai yuan ) gets reincarnated into a World of Immortals with Memories of his previous life intact from birth. .........But something ......Happened!!!!! well there is no need to get hyped up because he was trashhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! So obviously he was banished from his clan on the order of stingy Old Great .....Great Elders ..... . Our Mc was not only banished but also crippled by his clan ( Well there was not much cultivation in him in the first place ). Not Only this but our Mc had a Bonus --------Assassians were sent to killlllll his miserable pathetic Dog shit ( it is not me but those old hags ---Great Elders ) life. But when it felt he reached a dead end and thought that he was gonna die...... ..Then a Myst[ Read it in the Novel ^^] And there is a sole reminder for u guys that this story has medium pacing( not too fast or slow like a snail).... Harem ????--- Yesss......( Love stories will not be idotic and Senseless ---) Note : Mc is still in the beginning stage of cultivation so dont expect him to woo girls from the start . >Healthy criticism is fine suggestions are acceptable If you like the Novel and wanna support me the gimme all that 《Power stones》 ^^ and at the last....... I hope you all enjoy my Story ---- heavensaint ( well an unholy saint )

Adam's life has been a huge disappointment. Growing up, he was a shy kid with no confidence; he had no ambition; he had no plans for the future. He didn't realize the time flowing by until one day he hit rock bottom. His wealth was taken away from him. He had nothing. Now he lives in a single-room apartment, he is making barely any money; he has no friends, no family, and no lover. He is all alone living a pathetic, miserable life. He is so pathetic that he died in his own apartment, slipping on a beer bottle. But fate has other plans for him. He didn't die but ended up back in the past with an upgraded body. Now, with another chance in life, he is determined to strive for greatness. ____________________ A/N - This is a smut-focused story. Expect a lot of sexual scenes.

"I, who was once the King of the Seven Kingdoms, hailed as the strongest of all men, now find myself trapped in the body of a loser—and, to add insult to injury, a rapist. The fact that I can't just buff up this pathetic body with a bit of exercise and become strong again is another cruel twist of fate. Why, you ask? Because I can't use the very magic that people in this world rely on. Tsk, how on earth am I supposed to regain my former glory now? Guess I'll have to get creative with this 'loser' body of mine."

She believes in true love. He doesn’t believe in love. But what is love, really? She is the epitome of success—a star people look up to and admire. To him, however, she is merely a business transaction, a partner chosen to enhance his status. To his friends, she is just a fool in love, a pathetic figure begging for affection. Then shocking news emerges: her first true love returns, throwing him off guard. He realizes he has been nothing more than a substitute for her first love. He should be angry, but instead, he finds himself overwhelmed by emotions he can’t express or understand. Is this possessiveness, or is he finally learning to love her? She is determined to return to her first love, but inside, she is torn. Did she really treat him as just a substitute, or did she actually come to love him? What are they supposed to do when love is a question mark?

Life is full of up's and downs, hero's teach us to never give up when life gives us the harshest treatment Villain's also tell us to never give up because of their dream and revenge But a normal person isn't a hero or villain so they can give up, right? Well what will happen when you give up on life thinking you're pathetic but it was only the beginning... Of so much more

Zade Krinson is a talented young businessman. Although he is only nearly 30 years old, he owns a large real estate company with many branches. Lee Seungmin is his contract husband. Of course, he has no feelings for this contract husband and is often cold to Lee Seungmin, however Lee Seungmin is always devoted to his family and he is still faithful to his husband* Zade has a little lover, her name is Laura Vance, she is pretty and always acts cute but in fact she is a scheming and cunning person, she often has affairs with many other men behind Zade's back. Even so, Zade didn't know that and still hung out with her ... Today Lee Seungmin brought lunch to the company for Zade as usual, when he was walking to his office, he bumped into Zade's little lover, she wouldn't let him go and wouldn't accept Lee Seungmin's apology. Laura made cruel sarcastic remarks to Lee Seungmin and even insulted Lee Seungmin, not stopping there, she threw the food that Lee Seungmin had painstakingly prepared for his husband to the ground and stomped on it When she heard Zade's footsteps approaching, Laura slapped herself in the face and cried, pretending to be the victim. When Zade came closer and saw this, he didn't seem to listen to Lee Seungmin's explanation and slapped Lee Seungmin hard in the face. “Ahh..oush..!” my tears fall a little Zade Krinson rushed over, his expression darkening when he saw Laura crying and Lee Seungmin on the ground. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and delivered a harsh slap across Lee Seungmin's tear-stained cheek. "What the hell is going on here?" Zade demanded, his voice low and dangerous. He glared down at Lee Seungmin, who was now clutching his reddened cheek, fresh tears spilling from his eyes. "I don't want to hear any excuses. You've gone too far this time." Laura sobbed loudly, burying her face against Zade's chest as if seeking comfort. "Oh Zade, darling! This...this man attacked me out of nowhere! I was just minding my own business when he shoved me to the ground!" “But..but..I dont do that…” i look at the Laura and Zake Zade scoffed, wrapping an arm around Laura protectively as she continued to sniffle dramatically. "Don't give me that bullshit. I saw what happened with my own eyes." His gaze hardened, fixing Lee Seungmin with a icy glare. "You're nothing but a pathetic liar. I should fire you on the spot for assaulting someone in my building." Laura peered up at Zade through watery eyes, her lower lip trembling. "Please don't be mad at me, baby. I'm sorry for causing trouble..." She trailed off, letting out another pitiful whimper. Zade sighed heavily, shaking his head. "It's fine, sweetheart. Don't worry about it." He glanced back at Lee Seungmin, who was still sitting on the floor looking utterly defeated. W-what..? Baby and sweetheart..? shocked “U..u..u are cheating on me..?” Zade's eyes widened slightly at Lee Seungmin's shocked accusation. For a moment, he seemed taken aback, his brows furrowing together in confusion. Then, realization dawned on his face and he let out a harsh bark of laughter. "Cheating? On you?" He shook his head slowly, his lips curling into a mocking smirk. "Don't flatter yourself, Lee. We may be married on paper, but we both know it means nothing more than a convenient arrangement." Laura shifted uncomfortably beside him, her earlier bravado faltering under the weight of Lee Seungmin's devastated expression. She bit her lip, glancing away guiltily. Zade, however, remained unfazed. He took a step closer to Lee Seungmin, looming over the smaller man with a cold, imperious air. i flustered sigh “Oh..” i throw ur lunch on the floor and walk away while crying

Here was the era when the game descended into reality and all the people changed classes. Everywhere were dungeons and secret realms rampant with demons. By killing monsters and gaining experience, one could upgrade and become stronger. Enemies and treasures coexisted, and so did danger and opportunity. Song Chen transmigrated and became an uninspired death wizard! Obtain SSS-level talent, 10,000 times increase. Increase skill book, and increase mana value. Increase the level of summons. Skeleton minions evolve into skeleton monarchs! Increases the number of summons. One sorcerer became hundreds of millions of sorcerers. Ordinary death mages: skinny skeleton minions, pathetic skeleton knights, and a few skeleton mages to hold the place together! Song Chen's death wizard: the skeleton monarch leads being followed by hundreds of millions of sorcerers. Undead Bone Dragon flies in the sky. Under his chanting, the gods turn into white bones, and hell descends!

"Asher, no." She said weakly. She sounded needy and pathetic according to her but that would have to for the moment. "I can hear the need in your voice, you little liar." He whispered as he came even closer so that his breath was tickling her neck while he spoke in her ear. She herself could feel the need as it made a bead or two of sweat to form on her brow. She was excited about it much more than she could ever tell anyone. She however knew better than to do it on the day her sister was meant to get engaged. "At least not today." She whispered back with her eyes shut trying to calm her racing heart down enough to reason with him. "So you saying if it wasn't today and we were in the same position you wouldn't hesitate?" He asked so close to her ear that she shivered in delight and a small giggle left her mouth at the same time as it was her tickle spot making him chuckle at the feeling.

They deserve what happens to them. Ever since they enslaved us, ever since they shackle us underground to bring them their ore or chain above ground to harvest their grain. We suffered, while they fattened their bellies. No more, now we deserve justice. We will ravage through their countryside, we shall burn their homes, and slaughter their young. For now, our rebellion has begun. The time of my people’s slavery ends with me for I will lead my people to greatness. The Cinari will do anything to stop me, with their ancient war machines and pathetic armies. But I will push them back and claim what is rightfully mine. We built their Empire with our blood and tears. It is time we take it back. When I was a slave, they called me M-24:6. But as a free man, they know me as Marak. Content warning: This story mentions and features mature content. Which includes sexual assault, torture, gore, genocide, slavery, racism, and more. (Book 1 of 2 of the Capital series) (New chapters every Thursday)