God-level Streamer - Chapter 70 - Using Power to Pressure Others_1

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict.Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past.Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world.Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed but fate intervened, he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city.In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel.A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought to be.In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins.While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel.“Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win”———Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods.A trickster God.An arrogant God.A chaotic God.A wrathful God.A puritanical God.Read to find who these Gods are!———

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.

A chubby little girl was reborn. She received a heaven defying system as well as a drastic weight loss as she advanced in ranks to become a goddess. She started a company, became the big boss, signed on superstars and filmed movies. There were no limits to her counterattacks - face slapping and tumbling around were daily occurrences to her. In the end, midway through her smooth-sailing ventures, her system would always play a few tricks. [Ding! Issuing the main mission: Host, please seduce Mr CEO with all your might!] What?? The goddess was instantly dumbfounded. Hold on!! However, the goddess suddenly turned backwards and her body dashed towards Mr CEO in a manner that was completely out of her control. One step, two steps, three steps… With a crash, she hugged onto him tightly, unwilling to let go even when her life was put on the line.

The Demon Lord was as strong as a fly.

So when I swatted him away after sleeping in on the morning of the fight.

The world trembled and the goddess descended.

“Please... Please just fucking go back. I don't want to die.”

And sent me and the hero back to Earth.

Except she had taken away all my powers, and...

[Welcome to the Earth’s Apocalypse - Scenario 1 is currently in progress]

[Congratulations, you have been chosen by the Strongest Dragon God system, would you like to accept?]

HELL. NO.

A system is for losers.

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