MTL - Global Games: Start with 10 Billion Psionic Coins - Chapter 1028 subspace

Superpowers descended upon the world. This was a world where everyone awakened to superpowers.

Some people awakened to abilities at the lowest F rank. They could only work the most difficult jobs for their entire lives. Meanwhile, some people started off with S rank powers and skyrocketed to fame.

In this age where talents determined everything, Ling Feng awakened the clone ability, which was ranked second last in the F rank powers.

The crowd mocked him, “That is one of the most useless talents. After one awakens this ability, they can create a clone of themselves. However, their strength is halved in the process. Aside from running errands and making deliveries, it is useless.”

However, very soon, Ling Feng discovered that something was off. That was because his talent could level up from the lowest F rank up to the SSR rank! He had unlimited clones and unlimited evolution!

Many years later, half of the superpower users in the world were Ling Feng’s clones.

[Werewolf Mature Content 18+]

This is a story about a Werewolf’s love story with a Boy of Rare Blood; of course, their love story will not go smoothly.

But it is the strength of their love that will bring their destiny in the future to be brighter and coveted by many people.

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“He won’t be able to stop preying on male or female Werewolf Betas until he finds his soul mate!” The Elder said.

And dad says if I haven’t found my soul mate, then I can be more dangerous than that.

Because what I’m afraid of is that I’m going to slaughter someone else’s Werewolf Beta. Because it has happened several times in several cities. When I rampage at the full moon, I never slaughter an unpaired Werewolf Beta.

But I always slaughter the Werewolf Beta that has a partner. It’s one of my curses.

Because of that incident, my father and I became fugitives from many Werewolf members who were in several cities. And they were after me to cut off my head. They called me.

“Cursed Werewolf!”

.....

Yeah, That’s many people call me, My name is David, David Henderson.

—–

“You’re My Mate!” Said the handsome boy named David, to Leon.

Starting from the meeting of Leon and a new student named David, Unaware that his life will change after that.

Leon doesn’t know that David is a Werewolf and has an Alpha level position, who has just moved to the city of Ohio.

[Werewolf Mature Content 18+]

This is a story about a Werewolf’s love story with a Boy of Rare Blood; of course, their love story will not go smoothly.

But it is the strength of their love that will bring their destiny in the future to be brighter and coveted by many people.

——

“He won’t be able to stop preying on male or female Werewolf Betas until he finds his soul mate!” The Elder said.

And dad says if I haven’t found my soul mate, then I can be more dangerous than that.

Because what I’m afraid of is that I’m going to slaughter someone else’s Werewolf Beta. Because it has happened several times in several cities. When I rampage at the full moon, I never slaughter an unpaired Werewolf Beta.

But I always slaughter the Werewolf Beta that has a partner. It’s one of my curses.

Because of that incident, my father and I became fugitives from many Werewolf members who were in several cities. And they were after me to cut off my head. They called me.

“Cursed Werewolf!”

.....

Yeah, That’s many people call me, My name is David, David Henderson.

—–

“You’re My Mate!” Said the handsome boy named David, to Leon.

Starting from the meeting of Leon and a new student named David, Unaware that his life will change after that.

Leon doesn’t know that David is a Werewolf and has an Alpha level position, who has just moved to the city of Ohio.

Death is only the beginning….He is the boss of a small bar. Despite his gentle and amicable appearance, he is actually cold and detached. He was born with the ability to communicate with spirits but sealed it away, unwilling to get involved with the supernatural.She is a rather unqualified lawyer. Timid as a mouse yet hates evil with a passion. Her birthdate is inauspicious but she’s also blessed by Buddha.A weird and bloody case forced them together. Her cases grew more and more dangerous while his sealed abilities awakened and grew stronger. They were initially repulsed by each other, which turned to understanding, getting along, cooperating, and finally a mysterious yet fierce attraction. With the help of a friend, the two of them solve the city’s horror stories one after the other.

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]