Otherworld Advance Team - Chapter 1919 - 1912: Initiating Contact

Earth, 22nd CenturyThe incurable cancer that served as a nightmare for people one century ago is now just a rare but curable disease.With the world’s development, there are now cures for all types of cancer. The Earth is now a planet with no more people suffering from cancer.Except for Zen.Diagnosed with a mutated cancer that was the only one of its kind at an early age, he sank in despair.That was until an opportunity which turned his curse into a blessing presented itself.What power would Zen gain from the disease that plagued him since his childhood?***The art is not mine, all credits to the original artist.

Sa Bina was on her way to write her SAT when she suddenly finds herself in a strange world. She is sent to be the old emperor’s concubine, but on their wedding night, the emperor gets murdered by no one other than his own son and the heir! To survive, Bina makes a deal with beautiful but deadly Lucretius and her life in this dangerous kingdom begins.

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.