Mage Tank - Chapter 258: DRAGONS!!1

Reyhan Alther died at the age of 20 and was reincarnated… as the wind. Formless and directionless, he drifted through a new world filled with wonder and cruelty. But from that breeze, everything began. With a mysterious power called the Divine Spirit System, Reyhan slowly rose—guiding spirits, gathering followers, and changing the course of the world. From a lonely gust, he became a figure known as Father… even to the gods.A battle of fate awaits. But before that, there's still time for the wind to whisper… and maybe crack a small joke or two.

Traversing parallel worlds, Lu Ban, who only wanted to make some money by making films, awaken a System, which granted him rewards every time he completed a task.Awesome!Wait a second, look under the bed at midnight? Piano sounds in a theater deserted for twenty years? The artist of an art exhibition gone missing? As Lu Ban completed these tasks, he realized that this world might be haunted!This System is not normal.He found that the System not only sent him on deadly explorations in forbidden places but also recorded all his near-death experiences as video material, and later even threw Lu Ban into the Indescribable Another World!“Eh, if I edit these videos into a movie, wouldn't that be the perfect horror film?”Lu Ban began to understand everything.Thus, within the Foreign Domain, legends about the Ancient Overlord and the Indescribable horror began to spread.——Another title of this book is “Strange Descent, Filming in Cthulhu's World” “What Did I Do Wrong to Live a Streamer's Life in an Infinite World?” “I, the Investigator, Excel at Getting in Over My Head”Keywords: Cthulhu, Original Infinite Streams, Myth-making, Roleplaying, Silly, Psychotic, a novel that heals the heart, light and enjoyable.

At the feast of the Gluttonous House’s auction, there was a little girl with an exceptional furnace constitution for offer at a sky-high price. Everyone wanted to lay their hands on her. Suddenly, the little girl in the golden cage opened her eyes, radiating a cold gaze. She was no longer cowardly.

I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.