In the Second Generation of the Trench, He Changed To the Ruanfan Script - Chapter 75:

A normal man was constantly blamed and was eventually turned into a murderer.Everyone hated him and looked at him as if he was a non human.He was sentenced to death but just before dying, he was asked to state his last wish which would have been fulfilled.“I wish to live some more days”His words couldn’t be neglected and they fulfilled his wish but he died in the end when his free days had finally ended.However, he was born again, in a new world which was filled with magic.It was a place where science wasn’t known.He could have used his knowledge to become famous and gain a lot of money and fame, but the fate was not so kind to let him do that.He had to bear the responsibilities for the murders in his past life due to which he was really turned into a non human.But that didn’t seem like a punishment, in fact it was a perfect world for him to shed even more blood.“I will become a predator that will stand above all!”Join me in this amazing adventure where our protagonist is Reincarnated As A Wolf With Cheats!

What do humans want most, money, fame, power?

When I was given a choice I wasn't blinded by greed and due to that my new life in another world started.

If you were given a second chance, will you follow your desires even if they were against common sense?

Geniuses, Demons, Gods? as long as they stand in my way the will be returned to nothingness.

Follow Aster on his travel trough the multiple planets and realms as he gains the title “The Perverted Primordial”

Ishiki grew up staring at the Floating Cities — a distant paradise in the sky that gave humanity both hope and despair.And then, they fell.Not just one, but all of them.The heavens burned and with them the world crumbled, the Apocalypse descended upon mankind.Ishiki never wanted to be a hero, nor a savior. He was just glad to be alive.Until the Neural Matrix System chose him.As he was dying a Window appeared in front of him.[Congratulations You have been choosen as a Player]He was dragged into his first trial in the world of NEXUS. And he soon realized, he was destined to die there too.But he survived.Survival offered him the a Mythical Title... a power that came with ways to make his life more miserable.

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.”