In Another World I Become a Healer With Purple Hair - Chapter 108

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for.A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night.She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage.A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception?--“Are you upset?”She eyed him sharply. “Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?”He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table.He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down.The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape.When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine.“How shall I make it up to you then?” he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling.

William Valehart was the absolute—supreme god of all existence. He ruled not a world, not a galaxy, but everything. Unbound by time, space, or death, he was omnipotent, eternal… and alone.By his own will, he sealed away his infinite power and chose to reincarnate. Not in defeat, but in search of something more. He boarded a world-sized ship and cast himself into the unknown, embracing mortality.He died—and awoke again.Reborn in a new universe, aboard the same titanic vessel, William finds himself in Urenus, a galaxy far larger and richer than the Milky Way. It’s here that a portion of humanity—just 5 to 8 percent of its population after conquering over half the Milky Way across millennia of war—has arrived through a now-vanished wormhole. Cut off from the rest of their civilization, they’re stranded, under siege, and barely holding out.Urenus is not unclaimed. Native civilizations, empowered by mana and superior numbers, have rallied against the human invaders. Advanced mech pilots are humanity’s last hope—warriors who push past mortal limits—but they are too few to win.That’s when William Valehart intervenes.With fragments of his sealed power awakening and his god-ship still under his control, he saves a human fleet from destruction—and learns of their fragile, desperate stand.He makes a choice.Not as a god who demands worship.Not as a savior bound by duty.But as a force reborn—who will fight beside them, reshape the war, and carve a place in this new universe.Because he can

Five hundred years later, a superhuman talent cultivated by the state perished during a mission, and his soul transmigrated, taking possession of the body of a young master from a prominent family who suffered from an anxiety disorder. From that moment on, his extraordinary life began, spanning across various fields such as business and medicine. Wherever he set foot, others could only look up to him.

The witch, Elonora Asil, has fifteen previous convictions.

And the transmigrator, Noah Park, had no intentions of being involved in the novel’s original plot of the dragon beheading the villainess. With that thought in mind, she abandoned her titles as The Wicked Witch and sought to live a long and peaceful life.

So she heads down to the countryside wrought with deep remorse for all her misdeeds. And all should be happy… or she thought.

“Please raise me!”

And so it would seem that she stumbled upon the heroine’s pet dragon — the black-haired kid that would turn ballistic and obsessive later on — imprinted the villainess as his mother. And to make matters worse, the male lead suspects her as the prime culprit of stealing the dragon.

“How long should I keep up with you?”

She thought he’d arrest her right away, but seems like the male lead was slowly becoming the dragon’s butler.

“Can I hug you?”

“No.”

“Then… can you hold me?”

The villainess believes that the dragon needs a bit of taming.

‘Oh, male lead, won’t you sign a life contract as a real butler?