Extra's Rise: I Stole All The Women In The Hero's Party - Chapter 104: It’s Just A Skill Bruh

In 2100 at the turn of the century the first full dive VMMORPG game 'Omega' was released

Mc unexpectedly got into a very funny accident during a mission and died then reincarnated in this new wonderful world.

Before reincarnating he met a very beautiful goddess who unexpectedly took him as a student under his one wish which the goddess decided to grant him.

He learnt various kinds of things under goddess teachings and spent 1000 years practising them by heart under her watch.

Mc wisely used those years to learn everything he can handle and was sure he would need them.

So that’s how he got the knowledge to become Op quickly with a bonus as an eternal companion, Aashi.

After reincarnating in this world he started to fulfil his dreams one by one like having a big family with multiple beautiful and capable wives, and along the way conquering multiple realms.

After fulfilling most of his desires he sat in a peaceful home and said, “Now I can say for sure, my wish as a lazy otaku has been fulfilled. I remember I haven’t seen the new anime, my lovely wives, do any of you want to watch this anime together with me as I starting so hurry up otherwise, you will miss it.”

Disclaimer:

This is the story of Lazy Otaku who got the chance to fulfil his long-cherished wish.

So come join our 1000year old otaku soul, in his journey to be horne..cough…I mean a journey to conquer countless realms and how he makes the strongest & largest family in all the realms.

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

When she was ten, she said, “When I grow up, I want to be the President!”“It's impossible, but you can be the President's wife,” he replied.He gazed at her tenderly. His youthful eyes filled with deep affection, as if he wanted to give her the whole world.When she was thirty-three, due to a leak of military secrets, she was imprisoned for treason, and she saw his signature on the death sentence document.She finally understood that the so-called undying love was fake, and that power and status were the true goals.Love is just like a ghost—more talked about than seen....Reborn and back to the age of twenty, she opened her eyes and shouted, “I must be the President!”“But, Madam... Your husband is already the President,” someone said.She was stunned for only a second, then viciously replied, “Then I'll take him down first, and I'll become the President!”A man gently pushed open the half-closed door, chuckling softly, “Did I hear wrong? Sweetie, you want to... take me down?”