My Abilities Come with Special Effects - Chapter 39: The Benefits of an Assistant Instructor (3)

Flatten the Devil's Palace, eradicate the demonic cult, slaughter the demon lairs, sweep through the demon realm, dominate the heavens and earth, control the three realms, be the supreme master of the mysterious sect, master of the Nine Yin, the 17th head of the North Star Sword Sect, the Heavenly Fiend Lone Star, the Supreme Sword Soul, the Supreme Infinite Mysterious Heavenly Wishful Great Sword Patriarch... Also known as Iron Egg, known for the wild history of relentless killing.

—WSA 2025 ENTRY—The weakest loser they mocked for years wasn’t at all weak—he was a god in disguise, with the power to bring the world to its knees.“I want you to teach him humanity, so he who feels NOTHING but rage can at least learn morality”“And you trust a Demon to do that?”Seiya dreamed of becoming a hero, one of those legendary warriors everyone worships. But his Awakening failed, leaving him powerless and humiliated—a target for cruelty.Locked away and tormented by those he trusted, his suffering revealed the truth of his origin: he wasn’t just human.Unleashing powers that defy the laws of the world, such as his All-Seeing eyes—capable of negating time, absorbing skills used against him and granting him 360° vision.Seiya rises from the shadows, no longer a punching bag but a force that terrifies demons, monsters, and humans alike.Hero or villain? It doesn’t matter. He’s done obeying, done breaking for anyone.Now, they beg for mercy from the god they tried to crush. Seiya’s only question: should he grant it?Brace yourself for a journey of chaos, revenge, and the rise of an unstoppable power.Seiya doesn’t need your approval—he’s taking the world, one broken rule at a time.————————————————————Yes! He does turn to a cold villain and loses all emotion except rage but the process leading up to it might drag a little__stick around longer and you won’t regret it.Read the prologue next after this so you understand the world settings.

In her previous life, her family was destroyed.In this life, she was reborn and decided to save her family, never letting history repeat itself. But with all the men in her family having already sacrificed, how can her family rise again? At this moment, he appeared and said, “Your family belongs to a prosperous lineage, and for a hundred years, there has never been any waste of talent, including among women.”Later on...The eldest sister became an invincible warrior, the second sister a formidable head of the household, and the third sister a wealthy merchant. Her family was rejuvenated.Because he had helped her countless times in her previous life, she secretly returned the favor in this one.On a snowy night, outside the city wall:“You've saved me so many times, do you like me?” he asked.“No, you are mistaken,” she replied.“Then if I've saved you so many times, can you grow to like me?” he asked again.

How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.