MTL - Natural Fairy Species - Chapter 242v2 The third immortal

Waifus, Mechs, Magic! Witness a mind-blowing ride of spell-slinging beauties, earth-shattering mech wars, and an arcane system so deep you’ll lose yourself in its brilliance! Empires crumble, celestials clash, and the birth of legends in the most explosive, heart-racing epic you'll ever read!Jack Squire, a professional debris collector in Earth's orbit, witnesses the unimaginable — the colossal magical sigil igniting the sky above his hometown, Germund. As communications fail and soon an apocalyptic light blasts skyward and splits the moon in half, horrifying chaos dawn.Determined to seek the truth, Jack must navigate a perilous descent into a war-torn planet, where arcane magic and advanced tech clash in a brutal conflict between two empires.Osten Empire with its arcane: Magic & Spells (Essence and Slot System)V.S.Dunkelheit Empire with their war armours: Armatus (Think mecha)In this gripping sci-fi and fantasy adventure, ~one of a kind! Jack's quest to uncover the truth behind the cataclysm and save what remains of his world leads him into the heart of a war that shall decide humanity’s fate.

When the storm struck, they chose Kogan as a sacrifice to save their city... but he found himself in an unknown world, surrounded by strangers who knew nothing of their fate. In a land teeming with enigmatic entities and lurking dangers, Kogan will soon realize that his survival was no miracle, but the beginning of a harrowing trial. Will he find a way to escape, or is this place the grave that was destined for him all along?

The Strongest Magic meets the Mightiest Mecha.

I have stolen Golden Mechas from the deepest vaults of the most tightly guarded fortresses in the world.

I have personally destroyed more armies than the top three superpowers have in the span of the Absolute War - combined.

I burned down the terrorist megacity of Habon.

I was expelled from the Union of Heroes at a younger age than people are allowed in.

I have talked to Ancient Gods, loved women, and devoured mechas that would make superpowers cringe in fear.

I have faced demons head on in moonless nights others fear to speak of during the day.

I am deified in a thousand cultures, and labelled as the devil incarnate in the rest.

I am the Mecha Emperor.

You may have heard of me.

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Excerpt from Chapter 1

This is where it all began.

A junkyard.

Oh no, this isn't your clean, mechas-only junkyard that was the 'starting point' of many mecha geniuses out there.

I have seen and heard my share of rags-to-riches stories, and many of them claimed that they had started from 'junkyards' and slowly grew to be where they were right now.

From Zero to Hero, they declared.

You can do it too, they said.

As long as you work hard, everything is possible, they claimed.

I call bullshit.

Life doesn't work like that.

In her last life, Qu Zhi tried her best to be a good wife who was sensible and did not cause trouble, a filial and good daughter who helped her family, and a good mother who accompanied her children. However, Qu Zhi worked hard and suffered all her life. When she was about to die, she realized that in the end, all she got back for her hard work were complaints. Her husband complained that she was an idle, rich wife all day long who wasn’t satisfied with her happiness at home, and that she was a greedy woman.

But after decades of marriage, her husband had a firm, deadly hold on all her money, and she didn’t even have a dime to her name, nor a property to call her own. Every time she asked for money, he would trample all over her self-esteem. Her husband’s cold and sarcastic words made her unable to lift her head, and his friends would demean her while drinking wine, making her tremble with anger. This man had once said he would take care of her, yet he turned a blind eye! Those people focused on her happiness as a topic, and made a joke out of it.

Even her three children resented her for her uneven love towards everyone, and their relationship only became more strained as time passed. She had spent her whole life as a loner, and she had nothing. Lying on the operation table, Qu Zhi thought that if she could do it all over again, she wouldn’t be a housewife. She wouldn’t have given her second daughter away, and she wouldn’t take care of her blood-sucking relatives.

She wouldn’t marry her indifferent, cold husband either! When she next opened her eyes, she was back to twenty years in the past. Her eldest daughter was still in elementary school, and her second daughter had been in her belly for several months…