God, Help Us All [Monster Evolution/Progression/LitRPG] - Chapter 88: An Avatar’s Halo

Power and desire, money and strength, conscience and responsibility, the road ahead is at a loss, as a time traveler, Simon, where will he go, this is a leading mainstream novel with a relaxed daily life and a slow pace

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【 WARNING: 18+ CONTENT 】Jace had nothing. No money. No job. No future. Until a mysterious System appeared:“Spend on women. Earn it back, multiplied.”Now, every date is an investment. Every night is profit. Double. Triple. Quadruple.Luxury cars, penthouses, designer suits. All within his grasp. And the women?✓ The influencer who once said, “Only rich men, no love.” Now she’s head over heels for him.✓ The single mother next door, who needed help, and the daughter who wants his love for herself.✓ The proud CEO who thought she could control him, now serves as his obedient secretary.Power. Wealth. Women.All he has to do is invest and indulge.(All characters are 20+ years old.)

This is the war between humans and the Ancient God Clan, tracing back to Ancient Times, extending into the future, spanning the river of history, and composing an epic.The Ancient Gods invade reality with a shattered world.Secrets from timeless mythologies reveal the truth.Ascenders traverse the gaps of time and space, journeying between two realms.Reality and transcendence, blade and sword, blood and fire.When the apocalypse arrives, the Ancient Gods awaken from their long slumber.The curtain rises—My father once went missing while investigating the resurrection of a certain God, and his fate remains unknown to this day.I am anxious, but not entirely distressed.Because that resurrected God—Is me.

(Isekai, Fantasy, Non-transmigration, Unconventional, Ensemble cast, Meticulously crafted setting, Multiple identities, Light novel, Succubus)I have many masks, and each has its own story.I am the unremarkable little artist of the Church of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiator arena; the killing machine in the eyes of goblins... The holy nun beneath the sunlight is me, and so is the old gentleman on the train... I have hurried through underground tunnels in escape, and I have left behind beautiful legends on the frontier...Beneath the mask, there is an even more beautiful mask; within the lie, there often lies a hidden truth...My name is Ogre. A child raised by ogre since birth. It's a pleasure to meet you.