Once Human, Now a Parasite - Chapter 557

"An accident. She's pregnant. How unlucky. She got pregnant in one shot!

WARNING: FL is scheming and evil.

(Mature Content 18+)Villains? What do you think of that word?Yes, Demon, Cruel, Evil, Cunning, Troublemaker, and many more...And always inferior to the Protagonist, who many people always adore for being a hero to kill Villains.Lin Xian only realized that he had reincarnated into his own body at a young age but in a different dimension.Not on Earth but in the Regabugile Dimension, a place filled with powerful cultivators from various clans and levels.He had to choose the Villain's Path to get revenge on the Clan that massacred his Clan.“Indeed, my luck has never been good anywhere! Including in this Dimension!”But Lin Xian got full support from the system.[DING!][Bound System has been activated][Helping the Host to become a Villain and Revenge][Host Gets Special Gift]

So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep.But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact.My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society.Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap.Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique “Slumber System” gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, “aggressive coziness” isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook.So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content.The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little “peaceful revolution” is a threat to their entire “kill-stuff-for-profit” business model.But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury.My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself.And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality.Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy?