BLACK GHOUL - Chapter 101: Black Cloud

[However, due to mysterious anomalies during host's initial awakening trial, the Aetherfall protocol has been permanently altered.Host will be subject to mandatory sequential trials even after other hosts have been offered options to trials— ALL TRIALS FOR HOST WILL BE MANDATORY.Until Paragon Ascension has been exceeded.Failure to complete any trial will result in the utter and irreversible termination of spirit and vessel.In summary:Host will either survive or be terminated.]---The regular nobody, done in by Truck-kun after being... distracted,transmigrates into the body of a side character from his most hated novel—during the awakening trial.Somehow, he finds a way to survive... or so he thought.In a world where everything revolves around the MC, a side character destined to die can only bring bad omens.He's given a near-impossible task by the trial system of this world—along with no option to reject other than death.And in a novel where characters were once one-dimensional, they’re now being seen from every side and perspective—things are far more complicated than he ever imagined.A world where heroes are hidden psychopaths, villains are deeply misunderstood,teachers are unstable, and teenagers are... Let's just say hormonal.What could possibly go wrong?

In a world that blends the magic of the steam age with the grandeur of the medieval era, a man wakes up suddenly in a body he does not recognize, in a strange reality that does not belong to him, bearing a name that is not his and a mind stripped of all memories. His name is Jevan or so they say.In the city of Medlia, specifically in the lower district, where poverty and misery reign, the people are not ruled by laws but by fear of the gangs.Jevan discovers the existence of extraordinary powers known as Authorities abilities that defy all logic, wielded by some for domination and by others as a means of survival. Before long, he finds himself cornered on all sides:Bloodthirsty gangs, mysterious agents, secret organizations. He becomes entangled in countless troubles from a past that is not his own. In a city torn apart by class struggles, devouring those without power, Jevan begins a journey to uncover himself or the truth of the body he never chose and has no luxury of escaping.

She was originally an assassin. After rebirth, she was reduced to another world’s Di family’s most inferior concubine-born daughter. With an extremely hideous appearance and no way to cultivate, she was the object of everyone’s humiliation and bullying.

In her past life, Jessie Sterling moved abroad for Julian Grant, only to have him break his promise and stand her up late at night for another woman on her birthday.Reborn into this life, Jessie Sterling personally severed her past adoration and affection, and instead entered a marriage of convenience with Victor Morgan, the heir to a century-old prestigious family in Aethelburg, a match approved by her family.She had originally thought it would just be a marriage for mutual benefit, and that they would treat each other with polite respect after the wedding.People in their social circle were not very optimistic about this newlywed couple with vastly different personalities.Until one day, some friends paid a late-night visit.By the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Four Joys Courtyard, a group of people saw the man who dominated the business world by day having his knee stepped on. He held a bottle of cat-eye nail polish and was currently bowing his head, diligently painting the toenails of the foot resting on his knee.“Is this okay?”With a coquettish air, Jessie Sterling glanced down, her chin slightly raised like a spirited little peacock, “Well, it's passable, I suppose. But I think it could use another coat?”Victor Morgan was almost driven to laugh in exasperation by her words. After setting down Jessie Sterling's leg, he moved forward, planting his hands on either side of her, his eyes deep and dark as he said in a low voice, “Mrs. Morgan, that's enough!”Before Jessie Sterling could react, in the next moment, the man had already leaned in and captured the red lips before him that had been tempting him for so long.“Mrs. Morgan, don't you think this... is what really needs another coat of color?”The group of people who had just walked through the courtyard entrance froze on the spot. How the hell could this be called... treating each other with polite respect?