Weeb Cringe

“This mark tells the world the sight of your neck belongs to me, so, no one will ever dare to look. I hate sharing what’s mine.” He whispered low, then pulled back to look into my smoldering eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. With his hand still on my throat, his thumb brushed softly over the sting mark he'd just left on my neck, sending a jolt through my body before he pulled away and walked off. I hated the way his torment turned to pleasure, leaving my body craving more while my mind rebelled. Even Lucifer in hell would have cringed at the clash between my desire and logic. Hell no, I’d never give in. *** Money, power, desire—can you really have it all? What would you do if such an opportunity came? For Zara, working as a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant hasn’t brought her closer to freedom. Debts and the weight of her past keep her shackled in darkness. Not even in her wildest imagination did Zara think her passion for cooking would captivate an enigmatic billionaire, Ravier Auckland, to offer her a contract as his ‘atypical’ private chef. Fueled by a sense of betrayal from her loved ones and a desperate need to prove her worth, Zara sees Ravier’s offer as her way out. But will it lead to the salvation she craves or rather ignite a flame of raw, uncontrollable desire that consumes everything in its path? Very Mature Content!

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! Let us cringe a little more. Maybe a little less? Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

What is a city boy to do when he wakes up in a white room with nothing and no one in it? All that greets him is a blue screen flashing with one word. "Welcome" In this story of wise cracks and wide spread murdering, Drake is forced to face old traumas and find his way in the new world of a merged planet forced by the system. He will find enemies and allies aplenty. Even some he would have never expected. His decisions will shape the future of his planet and journey in this new wild landscape that the system has brought. With God and Anime on his side- Oh and some spotty game knowledge- he must forge his own path. But first. He needs to get through this damned tutorial in one piece, and figure out how his damned spell works. New Chapters are posted Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 6 PM EST. -------- Cover Art is done by my wonderful friend Caneera you can find her at https://caneera.carrd.co/ for all types of commissions. This is a story I've decided to write because my endless fantasies of chuunibyou like proportions could not stay in my head any longer. I've just wanted to make a story I can make some cringe jokes in and this is the result. I really do hope people will enjoy it as I really do enjoy writing it, and will keep writing it. If you can catch some of the references I would love to hear it. Love and Peace! Just not in this story. If you would like to read ahead, you can find my patreon at the end of any of the chapters! At patreon com/Arthur_Inverse You can also find the story on scribblehub and RoyalRoad if you wish, it will stay as up-to-date as webnovel. I would like to also mention that, this is essentially unedited work for now. More edited versions are on scribblehub. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/jJw54jd2GX

Edward Harding was supposed to be nothing more than a mob character for an otome game known as Doki Doki Magical Love! (*Author cringing SFX*), but due to an accident, he started having headaches that unwillingly gave him weird and mysterious knowledge, that he couldn't comprehend at all. With that more than often useless knowledge in hand, lack of sleep, and good ol' ad-libbing, he would go on to accidentally mess with the game's story and its pacing. The concept is self-explanatory, and I don't think anything else needs to be said about it. It was already published on Wattpad, mostly because I didn't know how many chapters I would end up writing, and now that it's past the 10 chapters mark, I'll be publishing here from now on as well.

How do I know that a goddess wrote that awful harem novel? don't blame me if i give a bad review! Inuzuka Kai thought criticizing a cheesy harem novel was the worst thing he’d do all day—until the goddess who wrote it appears, furious, and traps him inside her cringe-worthy world. Now, he’s forced to live out every cheesy romance trope he can’t stand. Can Kai survive the world’s most over-the-top love story? Or will he end up stuck as the punchline of the worst plot ever created?

Popular girl Ari Cho is absolutely charming, leaving Yumi Kim, the school nerd, so gay to function normally. ** FOREWORD: Like any other day, I sat back and watched Ari hold court in the far corner of the school cafeteria. She was surrounded by her usual swarm of admirers, each one trying—and failing—to win her over. One by one, they crumbled under the weight of her gentle rejections, their faces painted with the sting of unrequited affection. Oh, what a marvellous sight to behold. The scene took a dramatic turn when two of the boys started arguing, throwing out accusations about who was making Ari more uncomfortable. The irony was almost too good—they were both so oblivious to the fact that their entire presence was likely making her want to bolt out the door. I took another bite of my sandwich, savouring the free entertainment. Poor Ari, trapped in the middle of a gaggle of hormonal teenagers who genuinely believed their cringe-worthy displays of “manliness” would sweep her off her feet. Pathetic. You might be wondering why I’m not stepping in to rescue Ari from that circus of admirers. Well, let me give you three solid reasons why meddling is a terrible idea for me. First, I’m no Superman—I don’t do heroic deeds. Second, I’m far too comfortable living my drama-free life to jeopardise it now. And third, let’s be real, my body is definitely not built for a catfight. As I happily munched on my sandwich, enjoying the chaos from a safe distance, I made a grave error, I locked eyes with Ari. Oh, crap. Picture this: while the two idiotic boys were still mid-argument, Ari—with a slightly shy smile—started walking towards my direction, her tray of food balanced in her hands. No, no, no. God, please tell me she’s not actually coming to talk to m— “Hi, Yumi!” she said casually, her smile so bright it could power a small city. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not So Typical (on going)

she can be anything, a daughter, a mother, but not a wife.... _______________ _______________ "marriage is not for me....... I am not the girl who have her parants back, I am not that female who do make up, wear high heels, set her hairs in beautiful shiny flowers rings. I am not the girl who can make you smile Sebastian....." said Elara as she look into his eyes, deep, for the first time, "you need to understand this Sebastian........ you are a prince, who lives in palace with your rich and healthy parants not like me, who's father come home once in a year, who's mother is in wheelchair..... we can't be happy together..... I will only gives you pain." ********* ********* Sebastian look into her eyes, and smiled. the smiled which no one had seen before, the smile which he didn't even show when he graduated from military, the smile which he never made when he was with his parants, the smile which he had forget how to make.... but today, even Elara's words were about the harsh reality, even she was saying something he can never imagine to be true he was smiling, like an idiot. he pull her close and hug her. Elara's eyes widin in the sudden surprising action from him. she had never expected him to do that, but as he burry his face in the crock of her neck, and the way he had cling into her, she realized that he don't care about anything, he don't mind these things it all. for him, he just wants her, and her only. "I am selfish Elara" he whisper, his voice muffled against her soft neck. ********** ********** "I can't live without you....." he finally said, finally those words which he had never imagined will say to anyone. She have changed him, she have changed him so much that the words which he used to feel are cringe is now coming from his own mouth. "I can't live without you..... you have teach me how to live Elara, you have give me the life which I had never imagined will look this peacefull..... I don't want to go back again, I don't want to go back to my cruel, selfless, darkest life again.... I want you, I want my light." ______________________________ ______________________________ he can be anything. A son, a prince, but not an husband...... ************************************* (now author here) this is the simple, romantic, revenge and marriage for benefits type of story, oh god! I am already spling the tea already...... anyways..... so if you are interested on dark romance, and on the type of characters which is the book cover then it's just for you, read it, enjoy it, but I warn you FIRST. *****" ATTENTION WARNING HERE!!! this story have so meny disturbing, and violent chapter ahead so if you want to keep your heart beat steady normal, then stay away from this. WARNING OVER ******** Now, first of all, I am an new author here, especially in this app. and I don't know how to engage more viewers or, make my story more popular among all the author great, artist and authors here. and if I try to do something I always end up seeing book here with 1000+ chapter. no seriously who writes 1000,4444+ chapters, and how they get that much time? don't they have any other stories to make? don't they have family or siblings? why they are making that long stories? I am new here I don't know about it. mine won't go that long but seriously? what are these authors doing here? and I am simple words person, I don't put that much difficult words on my story, which I even can't pronounce. but they....... these authors put words like they are from another world, and that long chapter, I think I will still be reading in my grave after my death if I wants to see the end. I don't know who is reading my book, cuz all I am finding in my data is that the all of your stories views are unknown or rather males. so I don't know what do do. i need an help of authors to know how this app work cuz I am new here. and if you are an author please connect with me so we both can improve in our work.

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.

In an alternate version of Earth where there's only 4 supercontinents on the planet... James Karawei, a boy living in Havok, Ryomania who had mental problems and wanted to "throw the towel in" got into trouble with a powerful and strange organization called "The Syndicate" which led him to make friends as he struggled to fight off their ranks and eventually this led him to awaken his "Divinity", one of the 12 pillars of creation, he will struggle and grow as he tries to find out more about "The Boss" and his strange connection towards him and the "Control" he has over him. ~-----------------------------------~ !WARNING!: This story contains fighting/gore/lore/cringe/breaking the fourth wall/If... you do enjoy it, share it with your friends, i don't like re-telling this story to other parallel universes, you wouldn't understand.... Anyway... Hugs and kisses, YMAM.

After the alarms, sirens and nuclear warnings, Kai wakes up in an empty white room. With no idea what to do, he just waits for anything to happen...hoping something will happen. Only when the voice of...something... breaks him out of the monotonous life of the white room, he realises the problems he will have to face just to survive. Note - First few chapters are slow, monotonous and downright terrible, I mean, just going back and looking at chapter three has me cringing. My writing gets better as the story goes on, but it still has a few info dumps. The first few chapter are the shortest by far, like chapter 30 is the same length as 1, 2 and part of ch 3 combined. Honestly, you can just skim the first five and then maybe read it a little more in depth. Thanks, and please, go easy on the first chapters, I already hate them. Schedule is new chapter every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday.

What happens when 19 year old weeb loses every reason to live? what happens when such person gets transported into a cruel fantasy world with a total stranger? will this broken soul entangled in strange twists of fate find the reason to live again? P.S. Warning! this story contains a lot of physical/emotional trauma, suicidal thoughts, self destructive thoughts and emotional comfort as well as loss of loved ones.

His lucid green-blue eyes refused to look away from the alluring sight before, feeling a certain stir in his lower insides as his instincts fully triggered. The air around was tainted with the provocating yet intoxicating scent that filled his sensitive nostrils, watching the bright red liquid slowly sip out of the broken skin on her shoulder. He gulped. Gingerly shifting his gaze to the pair of brown doe orbs, Leviathan immediately noticed the hint of mirth in her eyes. Kamyla grinned, "Are you really so desperate to taste it?" Leviathan didn't respond, struggling to resist the strong temptation of the woman lying underneath him; not to mention her lascivious features protruding from her barely clothed body. His fingers dug deeper into the sheet on both sides of her head. He grinned, "How cheap do you think I am?" "Then do it", her eyes glittered with mischief. "Taste it". Leviathan clenched his jaws, preventing his eyes from wandering back to her corrupting blood. Kamyla then let out a chuckle, raising her hand to cover her bleeding injury. His eyes slitted. "Levi..." The severally disapproved nickname rolled off her tongue, causing him to cringe in annoyance. "If you really want my blood so badly..." She slowly wiped the blood on her thumb, bringing it to her lips to lick it off. Leviathan bit his lower lip. "Then you'll have to earn it". • • • In the year 1503, One of the most powerful Empires in central west Africa, the Sah' Jangi Empire, began to experience strange unexplainable disappearances of their citizens in various kingdoms. To solve the mystery affecting their society, the Royal family alongside the chief priest, decided to summon an ancient demigod to come to their aid — only to accidentally summon a foreign demon god — one with strange pale skin colour different from theirs, but possessed with unimaginable powers enough to help them in their plight. But unknown to them, the arrival of the odd-looking demon prince brings nothing but calamity as dark secrets and lies buried deep in their empire history are brought into the light; causing great changes to all the lands and its people. Especially after he crossing paths with the strongest female warrior of the capital. Kamyla Odjafah. Tags: BWWM. Son of hell. African mythology. Black female lead. War. devilson. African historical fiction. Demons. African fantasy fiction. Ghouls. Witches. Giants. Spirits. Power Couple.

A Note from Barnaby Twiddlepot Dear Reader, Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Barnaby Twiddlepot—inventor, dreamer, and, some might say, the architect of one of the most infamous culinary catastrophes in history: The Great Spaghetti Incident. It is a tale as tangled and twisted as the spaghetti it spawned, and I feel both duty-bound and curiously delighted to tell you my side of the story. This book is not merely an account of the absurd events that unfolded in Flipsville that fateful summer. No, it is a testament to ambition gone awry, to the sheer unpredictability of invention, and to the fragile boundary between genius and madness. What began as an innocent attempt to revolutionize dinner parties ended with an entire town engulfed in a wave of pasta-shaped pandemonium. Through these pages, you will witness my humble beginnings, the birth of the Spaghettifier, and the escalating chaos that turned my quaint little backyard laboratory into ground zero for an unprecedented incident. You will laugh, you will cringe, and perhaps you will even find yourself questioning your next plate of spaghetti. This is not merely my story. It is the story of a town, a machine, and a series of events that would forever etch the name Flipsville into the annals of culinary history. I have done my best to recount the events faithfully, but let me assure you, the truth is stranger than any fiction I could ever concoct. So, prepare yourself, dear reader, for a journey into the absurd. As you turn these pages, remember: no noodle is ever just a noodle, and sometimes, the simplest ideas can spiral completely out of control. Bon appétit... and good luck. Yours in tangled ambition, Barnaby Twiddlepot Inventor, accidental calamity maker, and reluctant chronicler of the Great Spaghetti Incident.

A sequel to the wobnovel, Soul Nite. It all started 2 years ago, a mysterious rock crashed into the earth and then... Dude! Stop yapping, everyone already knows this. Yeah Tom and stop talking like that, it actually sucks. Right, right, ok, So basically after Con got packed up, me and the boys got to chilling but then all of a sudden there where these evil organizations and groups, basically, they're the opps and they're all trying to take us out. But no worries cuz me and the boys goda save the day. Jerry; dude, that last part was cringe. Tom; well, how else was I supposed to end this abstract? Itona; literally any other way. Tom; argh! that's it I'm out. Jerry while leaving the room; Ait. ... Lisa; well, anyway, please enjoy, I guess...

So you want a story about a tortured poet with a heart full of drama and an ego to match? Wow. Meet Alden. He’s a poet, but not the kind that writes love letters. Nah, he’s the kind of guy who spends his nights contemplating the meaning of life while wallowing in his own existential crisis. Is he a genius? Probably. Is he a hot mess? Definitely. But hey, you can’t have one without the other, right? Enter this asshole—you know, the annoying, persistent stranger who has a sixth sense for getting under the main character's skin. He’s like that fly that won’t stop buzzing around his face, except... Hot, more cryptic, and just perfectly capable of unraveling everything you thought you knew about your own sanity. Together, they’ll make you laugh, cringe, and rethink your entire existence. It’s chaotic. It’s ridiculous. It’s tragically poetic. And you’ll probably question why you’re even reading this, but let’s be real—this messed-up duo is the distraction you didn’t know you needed. Welcome to "Fragments of the Fool Poet". It’s a disaster, but hey—at least it’s an entertaining one.

A boy that’s forgot his memories and only remember his name and that he was a weeb gets 3 wishes and got transported to a anime world.

Note: Warning, this book is written by people who just wants things to be as much chaotic as it can possibly get. This is Infinite Glazing Work. Are you tired of those troupes where the MC hides their powers? Or one where the mc wants or has to save the world for his loved one. Perhaps, one where the world just moves in a predestined motion. One where it's a sandbox for the mc to grow. Are you tired of those? Do you want to just throw your brain out the window and try something garbage for once. Do you want a scenario where something just happens for the sake of happening and not because it's for an overarching plot. If so, welcome. Take a stop here and read what a group of (crazy) people has to offer. Fuck it, we ball. Serious note: - Fast-paced: Chapters transitions to other ones in a blink of an eye. - There are multiple main protagonists - mainly four of them. - Names are mixed. We'll be mixing names from different cultures as we see fit. Call it cringe, but it is what it is. Reasons you should read this novel: "Just try it."

Evil MC, Psychological, Vile and Gore Content BEWARE: In 2000, Earth was Hit by a Cosmic Ray of unknown origin, This Ray had a drastic effect on the earth as The Cosmic Energy was trapped inside special Rocks throughout the world These Rocks known as Cosmic Krystal's were harvest upon knowledge of their capabilities to grant one a unique Superpower Temporarily From that Day on for the past 30 years Humanity was ushered into an Era of the unprecedented clash between Good and Evil, heros and Villian With the Dynamic of Society shifting and evolving to New Rules thay thrived: The strong are to be feared and obeyed While the population dwindled under strife and chaos, those with knowledge of greater power searched of the Cosmic Divergence Spheres 7 Spheres that held Godlike powers Governing the Cosmos in each Domain of the Mind, Reality, Soul, Power, Space, Time, Energy.... Kaelen is one such individual in this turmoil striving for the essential which is power.The power to Rule the Cosmos like his Playground That is the way of the Malevolence....The ways the Embodiment of EVIL BORN INTO REALITY. HI EVERYONE, If the Synopsis hasn't gotten you hooked or intrigued yet I personally suggest you still try out at least 30 chapters of the Novel before Deciding, You will come to realize this Novel is one those novels you search for all night on Web Novel but never Find #No Power sharing #No Fluff #No poison #No childish Mc in front of Females of any kind #No low IQ childish MC #No cringe actions #Super intelligent, Realistic side characters with brains etc

Everly the main character finds being single is peaceful. Although, every time she sees a couple she cringes but also feels lonely. ^_^

Beyond Immortality: From Mortal to Divine Wang Weixiang, a 21st-century college student and devoted weeb, sought refuge in the enchanting realms of fantasy novels and anime, yearning for a life beyond the ordinary. His reality shifted abruptly when a truck accident transported him to a hidden cliff on Mount Hua, a place steeped in ancient mystery. Awakening on the secluded cliff, Wang, a mere mortal, set out to build a modest wooden house amidst the rugged beauty of the mountain. Unbeknownst to him, the mountain held secrets that would unravel the fabric of his existence and lead him on a transformative journey towards immortality. As Wang settled into his solitary abode, the mountain's energies intertwined with his being, awakening latent potential and granting him newfound insights. His days were filled with contemplation, exploration, and the gradual realization of his untapped capabilities. After completing the construction of his wooden house, Wang was surprised by a sudden reward from the system: "Ding! Congratulations to the host for building a wooden house, rewarded by a Supreme Divine Body." The system described the body as transcending chaos and primordial chaos, a supreme entity that resided above all. Intrigued by the system's revelations, Wang pondered the significance of strength in achieving godhood. The system's panel displayed a significant enhancement: "+99999% Perception and Learning Ability, Attack Bonus, and a Cultivation Boost that promised breakthroughs with a single breath." The question lingered: "Can you be an Immortal God if you're weak? If you can't, are you still the main character?" As Wang ascended towards his divine destiny, the system unlocked the Supreme Body, marking a minuscule yet significant progress of 0.1%. His journey from a mortal resident to an Immortal God at Mount Hua embodied the fusion of human resilience, divine revelation, and the timeless allure of the mountain's hidden depths.

Literally just a bunch of old journal entries of mine. Cringe along with me as I relive these days. It's been at least 15 years...some of these are as old as 20! How bad could it be? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

This Isn't really a novel or anything, i just made this as a hobby cuz i really like making cool and op power system. it may sound cringe but i like making these power system. So i made this to make different and unique power system, powers or even unique paths of progression/evolution. If any of you reading this like any of the content then feel free to use them. Also you can comment and request for any specific power system you want made or something. Anyways guys thanks for taking your time reading this large synopsis.

Due to some unfortunate circumstances, Aster found himself in the midst of a cosmic energy storm. He was supposed to be migrating from Earth to another place called Gaia along with millions of people. He was supposed to have a world of possibilities for his future, literally. But instead, he was going to die. 'No, I won't accept an ending like this!' With the massive amount of energy mixture overcharging his soul and destroying his body, he desperately searched for a way to live. And he found it. What is the most powerful thing in the entire world? A lot of people would say dragons, demon kings, humanity's heroes, shadow sovereign, gods, etc. Aster would say the system. What is the thing that can make an average weeb a world conqueror? What is the thing that can make the smallest of ants into the king of heaven? What is the thing that can turn ugly people beautiful, weak into strong and mortal a divine existence? It's the system He found his way to survive. He channeled all of his excess mana into his system, mutating it... evolving it to something unprecedented, something unforeseen, something that has endless potential. Armed with a new responsibility and a goal, he sets out to enjoy his new life in this new world. *** The cover is ai generated. Edited by me on Canva Some stuff -No romance -No harem -69 chaps in and no young masters so far -The mc might be a bit of a pushover in the first volume but bear with me, the overpowered and the weak to strong tags aren't there for nothing. 20 powerstones- extra chap for the week. 40 powerstones- extra chap for the week. Try out "Apocalyptic Ravager!" It is my other novel.

Dude has no dream, dodges truck-kun. What?! Theres a new arrival?, what do you mean his name is airplane-kun... Roped into a series of events, join the Mc as you explore this lazily fleshed out world(I'm sorry, lmao) Disclaimer: Start from volume 4. Volume 1-3 is cringe draft, bewarn. Also it ended. I don't know how to change the status ;^;

The coveted Power Stone, a sacred gem in their world, is destined to be captured once more. "I know I was defeated in this timeline, but in the future, I will ensure my success," a dark creature with evil intentions used to say this phrase two millennia ago. Ebieria, the heiress of the kingdom of Elementia, walked over to the dusty bookshelf and retrieved the book she had been referring to. She flipped to a particular page and showed it to Rovina. "How can you be certain that the information here is real?" Rovina asked, her voice filled with uncertainty. "I have traveled back in time," Ebieria replied confidently. With the assistance of the time stone, Ebieria had discovered what had transpired with the Dark Lord 2000 years ago. However, little did she know that the same fate awaited her in the present, intertwining her destiny with that of her ancient predecessor. "I cannot evade what is destined to happen," Ebieria admitted, a hint of resignation in her voice, "but I believe it is possible to change it." Rovina, who was Ebieria's cousin, questioned her, her eyes filled with concern. "Ebieria, do you think history will repeat itself?" "If it does," Ebieria responded with determination, "then this time I will bring an end to all darkness. I will ensure that Princess Avria's sacrifice was not in vain." - - [The novel is to be rebooted]

[WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT] In the lore of the popular full-dive VRMMORPG game for the hopeless romantic called "Cosmic Nomenclatures," the Goddess of Identity became so bored and decided to expel Her divinity throughout the world, whereas the awakened ones were granted extraordinary powers through the variety of manifestations of absurd-sounding [Title] that any chuunibyo would certainly love. The Darkness Shall Consume Thyself, BUWAH HAH HAH! The Dragon God Shall Descend In Me, RAWR! BEHOLD, I Shall Conquer my Ex's Heart! Ryder, a shut-in gamer with social anxiety constantly played this game of insanity until he's knocked out cold. However, on one fateful day, upon opening his drowsy eyes, Ryder eventually realized that he had transmigrated within the same game world. What's more, he received a Divine [Title] that's more like an eternal curse rather than a divine blessing. [Come to Daddy, Chupapi!] Its effect? Randomly attracts WOMEN! *** 500 POWER STONES = 1 Bonus Chapter. 99 Golden Tickets = 2 Bonus Chapters. BIG GIFTS = 3 Bonus Chapters. Take note that these bonus chapters will be gradually published on the next week. *** Author's Note: I added the R+18 tag because of the likely explicit content, but I'm more concerned about my readers feeling cringe to the point that you'd want to pull your hair. Kidding aside, it will be my reins just in case I thought of something truly, truly explicit! So brace your soul. ;) † NO CURSE OF NTR! † YES HAREM, maybe. Shh! † Vulgar Words † Warning: CRINGE LEVEL: 999!

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.

Rei, your common weeb, died and was suddenly reincarnated into a world full of magic! Read as he encounters many opponents and have some awesome op moments. Disclaimer: I do not own the art, nor do I own the moves that are taken from other works. These are just references to those works.

A kingdom glorified by lies, murder and other inhumane deeds our protagonist is transmigrated into their 4th prince who is six years old. ________________________________________________ If you can get past the cringe first chapter you can survive anything on webnovel. [No Romance,Arranged marriage,No Harem] [1 chapter a week]