I Can Copy And Evolve Talents - Chapter 115: Raven Light Kageyama [part 1]

Lin Qing He transmigrated into a novel and became one of its cannon fodders. The novel’s background is non-viable 1960s, a time of want to eat but nothing to eat and want to wear but nothing to wear.

“I’ve been reborn as the potential man of this world?”…Eric Lane was an ordinary man with one extraordinary obsession: To Be The Extra — a webnovel he had followed religiously from its humble Instagram promotion to its global fame, award-winning acclaim, manhwa adaptation, and even an upcoming anime.It was the story of Cayden Cross, an average gamer who transmigrated into his favorite game as an irrelevant extra, only to shake the world and rewrite its fate.Eric loved every second of it.Until he died, he didn’t even know how he died… all he knew was that he died.When he opens his eyes again, he’s not Eric anymore. He’s Lucius von Hohenberg — a minor villain from To Be The Extra.The same Lucius who lost everything after being humiliated by Cayden.The readers understood the man, he had been in a coma for years only to wake up and find out his beloved had been betrothed to the Cayden.He had tried to fight but like the fate of any character that faced the Main character, they got stomped pretty badly.Armed with his obsessive knowledge of the novel’s plot, Eric is determined to rewrite Lucius’s fate.He wants to live a care free life in this world.But as he soon learns, this world is not a one-to-one copy of the story he read.The events are different but who cares? He didn’t want to follow the plot anyway.

Mr. Yuan always has a crush, always in love , always single, always unhappy.

Mr. Yuan finally fell in love, finally pa pa pa with a boyfriend, he was still unhappy.

In one night, his boyfriend asked him :” How are you so unhappy ?”

He danced and sang : Rubbing like a devil’s pace ~

Boyfriend : …..

Mr. Yuan finally said the truth : Because it doesn’t feel good to rub with you.

A silly white sweet novel that explores the correct posture of the great harmony of life.

- Description from Novelupdates

[Matured Content]Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction.Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside.But then everything changed when “He” appeared…Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness.Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked.(Excerpt)“You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not” Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him.She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?”“I can think of a thousand ways to kill you,” Kraven replied in a velvety voice. “Like first throwing you off-board”Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror.“But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. “Tell me, Isadora”A cold chill crawled down her spine.“If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us”“I'm not like you!”He chuckled lightly. “We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?”“What use could you have of me?” she asked shakily.“Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet”