Worms Rumble

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was. Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary. Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three. However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then. But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole. Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

A fragile peace unites the seven empires, kept on the brink of chaos by precarious alliances and hidden ambitions. But beneath this facade of equilibrium, the struggle for power rumbles on. Zikron, heir to the prestigious Zeta family, enters the Academy of the Seven Stars, where future leaders and warriors are trained. It's here that rivalries are revealed, alliances broken and ambitions brought to light. But this is only the first step on a path strewn with trials, where every victory can conceal a betrayal, and where the slightest misstep can prove fatal. In a world where peace is but a breath before the storm, who will dare to rise to the top and risk everything to make history?

Alastair, a young boy, is at the school bus stop, feeling the weight of his father's disapproval and the constant reminder of his failings. He has been a victim of ridicule and isolation, with classmates teasing him about his appearance and hair. As the bus rumbles along the deserted streets, Alastair feels the weight of the world on his shoulders, knowing that his father treats him like a soldier. As he enters the schoolyard, he sees Eren, the school's poster boy for ignorance, loitering near the bike racks. Alastair feels humiliated and surprised that someone dares to stand up for him, and that it is a girl, Liana Castellanos. Liana's determination and strength make Alastair feel a spark of hope ignite within him, a warmth that battles the coldness of the rain. As they walk together, Alastair feels a sense of solidarity and hope, a feeling he had almost forgotten about having an ally. The weight of his father's disapproval has been a constant companion for so long, and Alastair's journey continues to shape his perspective on life.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Imagine becoming a god in a world creating you’re on phantheon,A world were you could either become good or evil or rather leave peacefully A world were you have the capabilities to destroy very planets if you reach a certain level A world were you would be able to create anything and everything with the righ materials a A world were you could be any race you want, either a worm or an angel because no matter what race, you can become something greater WELCOME MORTALS AND STEP INTO THE PATH OF GODS THIS IS GOD CRAFT WHERE YOU ARE YOUR OWN GOD PS:The pictures mine

This is a story about a Villain and a Witch. Please note that this work will also be made available on Scribblehub and Royal Road, in addition to its initial publication here. Three years ago, the sky over the magical world of Nethermere cracked, spewing spaceships from a so-called "superior" civilization. Their invasion? A spectacular flop. King Burn of Soulnaught—the most powerful man alive, a tyrant, and a genius—crushed them. Or so the legend goes. But the invaders stayed, hawking shiny tech and worming their way into Nethermere’s future. Colonization loomed. Burn wasn’t having it. If anyone was going to conquer the world, it’d be him. And he succeede—nope. She happened. A maddeningly beautiful witch reset time itself—seven loops—undoing everything Burn worked for. Her curse turned him into a pawn in her twisted game. "Why? You're wondering if I've trapped you in a time loop?" she taunted, all smiles. "It’s not just a spell but a curse! Dear Villain, you are now Witchbound!" Burn, furious and cursing her name, didn’t know what infuriated him more: her power, her schemes, or the fact that her presence tempted him in ways he didn’t dare admit. Usually, the devil did the tempting. But when the angel was this seductiv—COUGH—manipulative, even the devil felt the chill. What to expect from this story: A time-loop-checkpoint conquest story where the end goal is conquering the universe. The MCs? A genuine, unapologetic villain rocking the Lawful Evil vibe and a devastatingly beautiful Chaotic Good witch. Dripping with sarcasm, paired with slow-burning worldbuilding so you'll figure things out as you go. It’s medium-paced, tackling heavy topics like politics, war, and tight plotting—but don’t worry, it's squeezed in romance-comedy breaks to keep you breathing. Speaking of romance, it’s one of the major centerpieces of the story. One female lead, no romantic drama. But beware: this story might have too much romance for you to handle. If you’re afraid of that, well... only cowards skip out on romance! Expect a cocktail of classic high fantasy tropes blended with science fiction. Think modern isekai/gate/space vibes, featuring magic, mecha, strong-to-stronger characters, manipulative masterminds, and deliciously insane moments. Add to that: character growth, intricate connections, a Seinen demographic focus, kingdom building, military campaigns, world invasions, an apocalyptic tone, and sprinkles of legends, myths, world lore, and fairy tales. You’re welcome.

Rumble. I freeze. Rumble. I turn around. Rumble. “NICO NO!!!”

Reqiel is a sheltered Angel who just wants to live a little, he sweet-talks his way to being allowed to visit Earth and crashes into Andras, a demon on the run. Andras just wants to remain anonymous but the clumsy, bright youth that refuses to leave him won't let him be. Slowly but surely Reqiel worms his way into his heart but it's a love story that's never meant to be. ~*~ The Angels and Demons have always been at war and will always be at war so it was a fated tragedy from the start. Will their love remain strong through the ages as their very nature threatens to tear them apart?

He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer. "I need you to keep this a secret." He whispered his lips so close to mine, almost touching as he spoke to me. "I will," He punctuated my statement with a sweet kiss to the lips which came as surprise so much so that I pulled back from him. "On one condition though, we get to do this date thing again." I whispered back looking into his eyes wanting to see deeper than he was letting me. "Date is a strong word." He whispered back with a small laugh rumbling at the back of his throat. His words stung but I did not let it show instead I smiled at him bring my fingers up to touch his beard to distract myself from the sting. "What's the right word," I asked planting a small kiss on his lips. "A meet up." *** She knew she was the least to him yet she let herself get sucked into his life. A married man, happy with his family and beautiful kids and yet she could not stop herself from falling in love with him. To her, he was a sweet distraction from her routine boring life, some adventure, some love, something new to love on yet she knew it wasn't all mutual. The deal was too good and she drank of it, like the sweet poison it was.

What if your best friend were a ghost-and your soulmate? Buchi never imagined his scholarship to a prestigious Korean school would come with invisible princes, ancient curses, and dangerous rivals. As the only one who can see Min Soo, a Korean prince cursed to walk the earth unseen, Buchi becomes his lifeline to hope. Jealous students, power-hungry sponsors, and dark supernatural forces threaten to tear their connection apart. Will Buchi rise above the odds to break the curse, or will love be lost in the shadows of time? Buchi-egeun joheun hakgyo-e iss-eo-neun scholarship-eul jwahae, geu-eun gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun wang-ja-reul mann-a-seo, gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun ma-eum-eul mann-a-seo, Buchi-eun geu-ui ma-eum-eul bich-eo-neun sa-gwa-reul jwahae. , , , . Buchi-wa Min Soo-eun geu-deul-ui ma-eum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya hal su iss-eoyo. Geu-deul-eun eotteoke hae, Min Soo-eui jo-geum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya ha-geoyo? ########### "Guy why you dey look me like that?" His voice was steady, but the flicker of confusion and heat in his eyes made my chest tighten. At first he didn't say anything until l asked again but in korean (Neo-neun wae naege ireol geoseul hae-yo?) - "Why are you looking at me like that?" (Jeoneun aniya)"I’m not," I lied, though my gaze refused to move from the water sliding down his neck, tracing the hard lines of his chest before disappearing beneath the towel. (Eotteoke geurae?) " Huh! Really?" he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ("Neo-neun naege gyeoljeong-gwaui gwaje-cheoreom bolleo issna-yo) "Because you’re looking at me like I’m some kind of forbidden fruit." I swallowed hard, cursing the way my breath hitched. He wasn’t wrong. Something about him—his presence, his confidence, the way he stood there dripping wet like he didn’t have a care in the world—had me unraveling. ("Neo-neun ban-naj-eo iss-eoyo.") "You’re the one standing half-naked," I shot back, though the words lacked bite. ("Mwo neo-neun mweo-rae ganeun-ga?") "What do you expect?" He laughed, the sound deep and rich, like the rumble of a storm. "I didn’t expect you to be so easy to distract." ("Neo-neun joheun geol al-a-isseo.") ("Joheun geol an-iya.") "Distract? I’m not distracted." My words came out too quick, too defensive. He stepped closer, his damp hair falling across his forehead, and for a moment, the space between us felt electric. "Then wati dey make you dey blush?" I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Because he was right—I was blushing, my pulse racing, my thoughts a mess. And then, just as suddenly as he’d appeared, he was gone, leaving nothing but the memory of his smirk and the ache in my chest that told me this wasn’t over. --- Can you survive the pull of gravity when it’s not just the black hole that’s consuming you—but him? Dive into ETHEREAL BLUE, a tale of cursed ghosts, forbidden connections, and the kind of chemistry that stops time itself.

What would happen if you were reincarnated as the weakest thing in the world. A WORM?!??! Read as the MC, Quinn, struggles to survive in hopes of one day thriving.

Transmigration and beastmen story. Struggling to deflect the Murim cultivators hot on her heels, Cheon Soo-yeon, who was an S-rank hunter, and sole apostle of the Heavenly Demon constellation, had no choice but to jump into an unexplored abysmal space. However, instead of falling into a pit, the heavily injured lass finds herself landing on the nest of a mythical beast called vermillion bird. Scared stiff, the girl starts to question her life, if it was her retribution eating too much fried chicken. "Why is... there a flaming chicken the size of a building here?!" "Am I gonna be a samgyupsal after surviving a horde of Murim bastards?" Had she known this would happen, she would've endured eating carrots and cabages, opting for a vegetarian life! "Kyuu~" "Huh?" A soft chirp from the dumb-looking newborn chicks made her shudder. "Hey! S... Stop drooling while looking at me! If you're hungry call your mother. Guys, I'm not a worm for a bird feed. Hello? Hello?!"

A crew of six members are sent in space for an year to keep safe the riches of the rich as the Earth fell into a nuclear war. Half way in time, they are left without any food. Simon propose to use the space worms from the ship walls -known to speed up the process of healing- for a “harvest”. Alice and Serena are left to provide them.

His eyes were throwing flames. It was crimson now. Smoke was coming out of his ears. He scrunched his nose, gritted his teeth, and chided, “what do you think about yourself?” His fangs started showing. She squinted her eyes and smirked, “The girl who beat you.” “Why did you come back? You ran away, then why did you come back?” he yelled. “To rub it in your face,” she replied. Her every word was like a dagger to his heart. “I won. I won and you lost, at last.” “I was so happy you were not here,” he chided. “Maybe that’s why I am here because I would hate to see you happy. I want you to cry and be sad all your life,” she snapped. “Cry, in front of you? You are the one who will cry. You declared war, now get ready to rumble,” he barked. ***** Can one fall in love with a Vampire twice? In a world where all the paranormal creatures, vampires, werewolves, and humans live in harmony, A vampire and a human fall in love but suffer a drastic breakup. Now they have a new relationship, stronger than their love – they are now enemies, business rivals. And now years later their siblings fell in love with each other. To get their happy ending they have to convert the archenemies into friends again. Will they succeed or will exes remain exes? Do any of the pair get their happy ending?

The sound of the wheel turning echoed through the full-moon night, each rotation carrying the scent of damp earth into his lungs. The wind crept over his skin like worms as eyes appeared on the walls, watching him. The road narrowed to almost nothing, and a voice whispered his name. In the thick silence, the clock’s hand began to tick again, each beat slow and foreboding, as if something awaited him at the next stop. 'When will this stop moving?'

*Thunder rumbling*, *breeze blowing heavily*, sound of things breaking*, * screaming*, *running down the stair. "Why?why? Why can't things stay perfect for once? Why do i always have to go through the trouble again? Why?. "You know not everyone has it easy as you , I've been through a lot" l said to him yelling. "My mother was murdered and no one believed everyone claimed she was killed by my father" He walked closer to her "let me ease your Pain let me fight your battle ,allow me help you revenge" he said wiping her tears away but what happened when she figure out he his the cause of her pain? , will she still be blinded by her revenge or will she allow her love for him take over? Find out

Trailer "'From now on I shall be your Emperor ' Said a Koborai" "hehe" brother come to play with us. 'Clip-clop, Clip-clop, Clip-clop," Kids get to side you are blocking the way "Sorry uncle" in group of Kids shouted 'hehe' 'catch me stop don't run wait' 'Neigh!!' "Thundering hoofbeats" 'Rumble rumble' "hyah" "'Attack!!' the army said" 'Swoosh swoosh' arrows flying "Sheild!!" 'Thud thud thud' "The commander said'Archers!!!'" "'This is your second life' said by golden dragon" "The world is in turmoil 'In a rough voice'" 'boom, rumbling' "'Run! wWaah mommy!'The crowd is shouting" "'Spearmen at the front a blonde commander in silver armor commanded" "'Who are you state your business?' the elves asked while surrounding from everywhere" "War happening in a plain area" 'Slash! Slash! tang! ' clip clop clip "'This world sure is the cruel old man said " Let's See the rise of this Emperor

It has been 10000 years. The tide of spiritual energy has returned. The prosperous Tokyo has returned to the Edo Period and had hordes of supernatural creatures roaming the streets. In the desert, the Pharaoh was leading his army and awakening from his eternal slumber. Vampires and werewolves were locked in a constant battle in the Eastern European plains. Witches and evil spirits were traversing through the markets of Europa. The feathered serpent was stretching its body on the American Continent, opening its eyes during the cycle of death. Humans had fallen from the top of the food chain as they remembered the fear that the legends carried. In this world where demons and monsters roamed, Lester looked at the shadow of the ferocious worm cast on his body and told his system. ""Please give me a set of Sunfire Cape, Randuin's Omen, Frozen Heart, Spirit Visage, Warmog's Armor, Thornmail, oh yes, and the Gargoyle's Stoneplate, Force of Nature, Adaptive Helm, as well as Righteous Glory..."" He then brought his hands together against the trembling monsters. "I am not talented, but I am going to bust your heads open today!" "Grasp of the Undying!" Life Value +5 "Dark Harvest!"Damage Growth +5 "Overgrowth!" Life Value +2% "Gathering Storm!" Spell Strength +100 What? You want me to eat these mutated creatures? Let me tell you! I, Lester, will rather die of starvation or jump down from here than to... System: "Life Value +40" "Wow, it tastes great!" PS: This novel can be easily read even without gaming knowledge. Feel free to have a read."

They exist. Beasts capable of performing god-like feats. With a stomp of their feet, the earth rumbles and with a single cry, the air shakes. Exotic and mysterious beasts have lived in this world for more than a hundred years since the Descent. And it is this new world that humanity with their diminished population struggle to survive. Bryan, an innocent transmigrator from Earth, finds himself saddled with the destiny of two lives and a fate that not even the new world is ready for. But he is not alone. For there are others who have come bearing a similar burden and a place created for those who share the same fate. Welcome to Beast Tamer Academy.

"So this is the new girl Tammy got fired for." A deep male voice rumbled. My blood felt electrified in my veins giving me goosebumps. Who was this? The chair spun around revealing a very drool worthy man. His hair was a chocolaty brown, and looked silky. is face was extremely angular and fine cut, like I could prick my finger on his jaw. His eyes were amber, but the yellow was clearer in his eyes than it was in Devon's. He was huge. Definitely 6 something. His shoulders were broadly set. A hand covered my eyes. "Stop oggling my cousin." Devon growled. I scoffed at him, batting away his hand. "I'm merely eying my new opponent." I can't believe I was just caught staring. What was wrong with me?

Some random guy that made a build from Lt ouroumovs Worm CYOA v17 and is now in the world of Arknights with the powers of Reinhard Van astrea from re:zero on steroids

basically our Protagonist made a Mazinger ZERO on steroids Build from the Lt Ourmouv Worm CYOA and is now in TYPE Moon and must beat ORT

That twilight was the starting point of the meeting, as if fate said that she was the Savior for the Western Knights. Being the only one alive made her little heart move to help and care for the man who was covered in reddish spots all over his robes and clothes. If he hadn't quickly fled somewhere with his body reeling from the wounds that covered his entire body, he probably wouldn't have met her. This meeting was the starting point for the turmoil of feelings that rumbled in my head every day, very noisy! Author: Lekha Raveena The book cover image is not ours, we just edited it a little.

An 11-year-old boy suddenly woke up, "...wait, where am I?" "...I see, so this is the so-called transmigration." "hahaha.....hellll yaaaahh." "It's my time to show the world who the boss is." But he didn't realize what he caused, "Wait, this isn't what should be... why is he here, and where's that prostitute? And why is my lover with him?" "Fuck, what the hell is happening here? He shouldn't be here, and that guy should be dead, but how is he alive....urgh," he grumbled. "This is MY FUCKING WORLD, why are these guys interfering...aahhhhh," he shouted. A transmigrator who thought 'doing good deeds and fighting against evil will make him a hero and ruler of this world' now made a very small mistake which leads to, "My wife....is a wonderful woman," the mob character. "Why? Why? Why? Why......" the mob character rumbled. "Do you....believe in god?" the mob character questioned with a messed-up expression. "S-Shall we get m-marry?" "..." the mob character was shocked. "I don't know why but I like you, I guess." "...." the mob character was too shocked. "I like you, so be my son-in-law?" "...." the mob character was too-too shocked. "How about marrying my daughter and me at the same time?....what do they call that hmmm...'oyakodon,' right?" 'cough, cough.' "What?" the mob character was finally snapped. "Big Brother, when will we get married?" "........" Transmigrator never expects a certain 'Mob character' and how that 'Mob character' becomes a great disaster for the entire world because of his single mistake. A/N: This is my first time writing, so give me your honest opinion whether it is good or bad, but please don't be harsh on me... okay, I will try my best. CHOTTO MATTE....The first five chapters, The Transmigrator will be one to explain everything about this new world. I know I am not introducing the MC suddenly, and it's hard to info dump, but it's just for the first few chapters, so don't be harsh on me. If you wondered who will be MC then, MC is just a 'Mob Character.' Additional Tags: Harem, Male MC, Beautiful Female leads, Vampires, Dragons, Elves, dwarfs, Mermaids, Revenge? Deadly Yandere, Incest, Tsundere, Kuudere...Slow-paced ///...Alternative Title: For HER, I am Only one...///