Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties - Chapter 838 - 837: Not Returning, Family Banquet

A polite and lethargic boy was reincarnated in another world as a vampire bishoujo.

The world is up for sale, and Robin is making an offer.When Robin Waybright became the Merchant Hero, all of Pangeal turned into his marketplace; for the Merchant can buy and sell anything. Youth, skills, memories, hair color, joys and illnesses… in the trade of power, every deal can tip the scale.And Robin needs power. His homeland of Archfrost teeters on the brink of collapse, the sinister Demon Ancestors plot in the shadows, and twenty-one other Heroes, each with their own Class, have been chosen to save the world of Pangeal. Not all of them are friendly. There’s work to do… and profit to make.Cover by Dinovoila and Gharbi Zouhayer.

Aku was not the hero destined to save the world, nor the princess destined to be rescued.He was the demon king. Born without a name, without form, without freedom, predestined to die at the hands of the hero from his birth.However, Aku decided to defy fate. He took over the hero's body to find his freedom.It was then that an angel spoke to him, believing he was the hero who had failed to defeat the demon king.The angel told him that countless worlds and countless demon kings existed; those heroes who failed their mission were sent to an academy to amend their mistake.Now Aku will find himself caught up in battles with other demon kings and wars in other worlds while deciding whether to choose the path of good or allow himself to be consumed by darkness.

A Lovecraft- inspired darker, grittier One piece fanfic. A fanfic based on emotion and madness. A fanfic not for the faint hearted.----------------Regret. I have been drowning in it for far too long. I’ve regretted every choice I’ve made, every mistake I’ve carried, every moment of my past. I’ve regretted the present I live, the path I walk. Even my future, uncertain as it may be, has been tainted by regret.But not anymore. I refuse to live under its shadow. Yet, I know the truth—I don’t have the power to escape it completely.Am I not like a flicker of flame? So fragile, so fleeting—one puff, and I’m gone.Regret has burdened me, weighed me down to make me climb the towering wall of greatness. But I press on.It was all I could do. All I ever wanted to do.