Max Leveled Boss is Forced to be Pampered by Others - Chapter 399 - : Looks Like Master Fu Isn’t Very Good (1)

Fear breaks the boundaries between dreams and reality, and it is impossible to tell which is reality and which is illusory. When the nightmare really comes, no one can be alone.

This is both a danger and an opportunity.

- Description from novelbuddy

Dusk is the boundary, Yin and Yang are divided into two parts.

When the evil god’s flesh and blood crowded out from the cracks in the earth, when mountains of flesh and blood appeared everywhere.

Some people fear it, some people worship it, and some people burn incense and make offerings.

Some people also tasted it, hey, it tastes good?

As a result, flesh and blood turned into crops, and people greedily harvested, fought for, and worshiped their ancestors.

Hu Ma was reincarnated from fear, ate Tai Sui, kept a stove, went through hardships, fought for his life against evil spirits everywhere, and then…

……What? Am I the evil one?

- Description from novelbuddy

“I, alpha Dylan, reject you, Anastasia, as my mate”.“An- and, I, Anastasia, accept your rejection, alpha Dylan”. I forced myself to say, before I ran away in tears.As soon as I arrived in my room and shut the door, I burst out laughing to my heart's content.“I can't believe this. Finally, Alpha Dylan is off my back!”.You may all be wondering why I am happy to be rejected by my mate, right?That's because I'm not the real Anastasia.

At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?