Into The Rose Garden - Chapter 12Vol. 5 ITRG Volume 5 .1

Luke was reading a novel and after reading it, he fell asleep.When he woke up he was not in his bed.He was somewhere else.This was a world full of magic.He finds himself transmigrated into the novel he was reading.He was in the body of the Skywing Wolf, a powerful commander-level demon attacking Silvercrest City.Luke didn't mind being human or demon.Being a demon might even be better; after all, demons were powerful in this world.But becoming the Skywing Wolf who had already invaded Silvercrest City? That was not good.The Skywing Wolf was a villain in the novel, who was going to die at the hands of the protagonist.He had one year time to get stronger, otherwise he will die at the hands of the protagonist.He was losing hope.That's when the system arrived.[Ding! Perfect host detected.][Do you want to accept binding?]“Yes, accept!” Luke stood up, excited.The heavens hadn't forgotten him after all.[System binding…][Binding successful!][Congratulations, host! You have obtained the Pregnancy System.][Impregnate Women, Have Children, obtain rewards and create the strongest Family]“Forming bonds and nurturing the next generation to become stronger—who wouldn't like that?” he thought with a smile.Especially in a magical world; if you work hard enough, building the strongest empire is within reach.[You have a newbie gift pack. Do you want to open it?]“Open it,” Luke said without hesitation.[Opening newbie gift pack…][Congratulations! You have obtained a Transformation Pill and a double purity blessing for all attributes.]Note: This novel doesnot contain NTR, YURI scenes. The MC goal is to create the strongest family.

Martin was a succubus who perished at the hands of the Sun God, struck down by a single divine arrow during the epic war between gods and demons. Meanwhile, Martin, a Ph.D. in literature and a seasoned movie enthusiast, lost his life in a car accident in August 2023. By some cosmic twist of fate, the souls of the two Martins converged within the chaotic currents of time and space, merging and eventually settling in the body of an eleven-year-old boy named Martin Myers, living in Los Angeles in 1996.A world without spiritual energy? Fortunately, as a succubus, I don’t need spiritual energy to cultivate; all I need is the essence of desire. Emotions—joy, anger, sorrow, and excitement—are all desires. As long as these emotions are directed at me, they can become fuel for my growth. Alright, let’s see what reliable ways exist in this world to stir people’s emotions en masse. Hmm, becoming a writer—sounds promising; and music, that could work too; but wow, Hollywood movies! They have a global reach; this is perfect! What’s that term again? Right—“Idea Recycler.” I’ll start with writing, but the ultimate goal is to become an international movie star. Acting skills, you say? Don’t worry—I’m a succubus, after all!Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. All characters, settings, and plot elements belong to the original author and copyright holder. This work is shared purely for entertainment purposes, with no intent to infringe on the original creator’s rights.

A young man woke up to a world of magic and endless possibilities.He was transmigrated.Great!Only that he now had three huge problems.One, he had no memories of his past.Two, he was a villain destined to die no matter the outcome.And three, the heroines were all kinda... should he say, obsessed?Yeah, he was fucked.[Note]No Yuri.Conflicting emotions of MC due to loss of memory for the first part.Huge plot twist, so don't fall for whatever you see.NTR? Not.But probably netori.Beta MC? Big No.Harem? Yes! Don't ask me how but I'll make it possible.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”