Fortune Teller Master - Chapter 3.2: Poor fortune teller Part 2

Taking a quick peek into life on normal planet earth, a vicious alien race called the Xollante attacked the planet with their nuclear weapon. But that's not the story...Shortly before the alien attack, the story was based on an orphan boy named Leo Rayden who somehow discovered that he possessed interstellar communication ability. With this ability, he communicated with a being from a planet friendly with Earth. The being told him that he must warn earthlings of the attack from the Xollante race. But Leo saw himself too young and too weak to carry out this assignment. So, neglecting the warning, the Xollante finally arrived on Earth's atmosphere and just like that, Northern Earth became destroyed... The Space Guardians of Earth couldn't stand the almighty Xollante fleet.And to make matters worse, Earth's core became weak and split.But that is still not the story...A second era now was set in place after the nuclear attack. Earth became split from the core after the nuclear attack and slowly, the Northern and the Southern part of earth started drifting apart. The wild Xollante race occupied the North, while the surviving earthlings occupied the South.But now Earth must do everything to destroy the Xollante race and send them away from the planet. And that was when another scheme was set.Earth had discovered a Lone and barren mutant planet called Luxus which gifted earthlings with superpowers. Humans call these superpowers “Quirks”. So, for the grand scheme, Earth's authorities started sending men and women on the planet to become mutated in readiness for the huge war that was looming against the Xollante. Earth was now full of mutants, and soon enough, non-mutants became outcasts in the society. The system only favoured the powerful and scorned the weak. And that was when Leo woke from his coma of 78 years on planet Luxus.And this, guys, is where the story starts...Leo managed to survive the nuclear attack with some strange hidden quirk he didn't know he possessed. When he opened his eyes 78 years later, he was on planet Luxus, being taken care of by his mind communication partner, Loca. But there was no time to frolic. He has to get back to Earth and try to rediscover that powerful quirk that saved him from the nuclear attack. To do this, he must attend Earth's quirk academy to learn all he needs to get stronger. He knew somewhere within him lies the most powerful quirk ever in existence, and his only aim is to rediscover it. He must become stronger, beat earth's power system and one day help the top earth Avengers fight off the Xollante race.But first, he must overcome every obstacle thrown at him from his fellow Earthlings and fellow mutants before he could even think of fighting the aliens.He must attain the highest rank level possible to atone for his sin as a child for not saving Earth when he was informed.His guilt being the major drive, he soon found that the highest rank was within reach of him, but can be pay the price?This story incorporates the use of hi-tech weapons and ancient weapons, and the use of acquired quirks to wield these weapons to victory. It is truly a story about weak-to-strong, action, survival, mutants, adventure, academy and superpowers.A mix of sci-fi and fantasy, yes.And yes again, local beast weapons have been smuggled into sci-fi. Let's deal with it.

On an apparent normal Sunday, Luke suddenly woke up after hearing a voice warning him of something weird. After assuming that it was just a bizarre dream, he felt an earthquake that nearly destroyed his dormitory. As if things weren't odd enough, a zombie suddenly appears in his room and targets him.Somehow, Luke survived several encounters against the zombies thanks to his skill Weapon Augmentation, but then he suddenly finds a mini-sized elf and a mini-sized dark elf telling him that they want to help.After a stranger offer, Luke learns that something very big is happening with the planet, and now he will have to find the strength to fight against zombies and all kinds of weird creatures that want his neck... he will do all that while avoiding being tempted by those two very suspicious elves.The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

In Azeroth, a young man, touched by arcane energies, embarks on an extraordinary journey. Driven by an unyielding pursuit of love and justice and a staunch refusal to become a mere ghoul, he seeks to reclaim lost justice and restore humanity's fading light. His arcane might shall not falter.Azeroth will know the name David Edmund Duke.I'm doing this because I saw that the translator didn't finish his work with the words check patreon for more chapther! How dare he! He shall rue the day he left a work unfinished!As for the other fic! Don't worry I'll update regularly! It also depends on the author and his lazy ass.Anyways enjoy!