MTL - Rich Devil - Chapter 55 arrival

Damien Crowell was just a regular high school student who took a regular tunnel on his way to school—until one day, that tunnel spit him out into a completely different world. Instead of his usual path, he finds himself in a dark forest that stretches on for days, running on nothing but sheer stubbornness and a tiny water bottle.Just when he thinks he's going to die, he stumbles upon a castle straight out of a fairy tale (or a theme park) and promptly passes out. When he wakes up, he's in a prison cell, surrounded by confusingly handsome men who speak gibberish—until a beautiful, horned beastman with perfect hair and a translator necklace finally lets him understand.Now, trapped in a fantasy world where every guy looks like they stepped out of a modeling agency, Damien’s biggest challenge isn’t just survival—it’s trying to figure out why *he* always looks like a mess in comparison. Can he make it back home, or will he end up staying just to admire all the beautiful faces?Join Damien as he navigates a strange new world, awkward introductions, and a whole lot of unexpected feels in this hilarious, fantasy adventure!

I, Am a Living Yama; Empress Advises Me to Stay CalmYang Yi crossed over and unexpectedly awakened the Poison Expert System.Empress: “The enemy country has already been destroyed, and there is only a seven-year-old child left in the palace. We are hesitating, what shall we do?”Yang Yi: “Your Majesty, I believe that since this child dared to expose herself, there must be someone hiding. First, pretend to spare her, and then secretly return to see if she has any younger brothers or sisters hidden in the secret passageways. ‘Take care’ of all of them(Kill), and then make a grave for them and pretend to mourn for three years. If anyone comes to pay their respects, they must be her accomplices, and we can eliminate them all!”Crowd: “???”Is this guy a Living Yama alive!???Empress: “You were supposed to provide disaster relief, but you’re adding sand to the porridge? Are you the Living Yama?”Yang Yi: “Let’s see if it works to save refugees, Your Majesty.”Empress: “Now there are rumors out there that the reason I remain single is because I like women. How should we deal with this damage to my reputation?”Yang Yi: “Your Majesty’s reputation is of the utmost importance. As a strategist, I’ll sacrifice myself and imp**gnate you, and the rumors will naturally dissipate!”Empress: “Then get rid of those vixens, you scoundrel!”

In this wild future dimension, Earth has been totally flipped on its head thanks to some crazy cosmic mutation rays. Psychic and cutting-edge tech have merged, totally reshaping human life.Here, chasing immortality isn't just a pipe dream, and hopping between stars is just another part of the daily grind.But let me tell you, this world is anything but chill—it's packed with complex schemes, intense showdowns, and heart-pounding action.Let's talk about Ethan. He's the black sheep of the Blackwood family, slapped with the shameful title of a F-grade Psychic user. His life was as dull as watching paint dry—until fate decided to throw him a curveball and kickstart a new chapter in his life.Ethan stumbled upon a virtual game where players can raise families with Psychic.At first, creating a virtual family was just a way to kill time, but as the game began to mesh with the real world, it blew the lid off some mind-blowing truths. Ethan and his virtual descendants forged an unbreakable bond. Together, they faced the future, diving headfirst into thrilling adventures that only made them stronger.Years down the line, these virtual descendants had become insanely powerful, and in a wild twist, they popped up in the real world. They tracked down Ethan and hit him with a, “Welcome home, Forebearer!”“...”This wasn't just a game anymore—it had become Ethan's new reality, and he and his virtual offspring were about to shake up the world big time.

This is my first original novel, it may be bad, but this is all in my mind and imagination. (Warning!! There will be an Incest genre) Thank you o⁠(⁠(⁠*⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠)⁠o(oh yeah I forgot, this cover is not mine, I just edited it, if you feel you own it and don't like me using it, please tell me)