Online In Another World - Chapter 306 The Inevitability Of War

Banaza was summoned to The Magical Kingdom of Kryrode as a Hero Candidate, however, due to having only the abilities of a regular citizen, he was treated as a disqualified Hero. He, who was originally supposed to be returned to his original world, became unable to return, due to the Magical Kingdom’s mistake, and, inevitably, had to live in this world. However, the moment he became Lv2, Banaza acquired every attainable skill and magical ability, and he became a Super-Cheat with Stats that transcend normal limits! Even so, Banaza , who does things at his own pace with an easygoing smile, takes Lys of the Demon race as his wife, and fully enjoys his newlywed life. He then changes his name to Furio and leads an even more laid-back life! However, chaos is in store for the Furio household; on top of a strange pet and four, freeloading Female-Knights, even a Devil and Former Demon King join in. Despite his circumstances, even with his life becoming increasingly chaotic, Banaza continues to enjoy his laid-back lifestyle. Please enjoy the story of the everyday life of the Furio family, which, with the birth of the twins, gets ever increasingly laid-back. Included is also the story of the man who became a Hero in Banaza’s place!

«Bleh.» — Imp. An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that’s what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however.

Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence.

It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

“Shit... Why did it have to be this?”I thought I had time.Time to explore this brutal, unforgiving world.Time to understand the soulsborne death game novel Echoes of Agony.But no. Fate had other plans.I woke up to a realm of madness... a cursed world where death is just another beginning.And worst of all, I woke up as an Extra that died right in the first chapter.The rules are stacked against me. The world is out to crush me.Everywhere hides an enemy, every step could be my last.How can I change it?How do I survive This Forsaken World...In a world where only one rule reign supreme“ Evolve.. ”Or you're nothing good but Dead....

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.