MTL - Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried - Chapter 1203 Something happened in the trial realm!

One day, I decided to end my short livestreaming career. Not that I had ever started it with the intention of earning money.My life had hit rock bottom: a disappointment to my family, painfully average in academics, buried under massive debt after my company failed, and to top it all off, the one person who had been my emotional support, my loving girlfriend, cheated on me.Yes, life had turned into hell. So I chose to cut off all distractions and focus solely on my studies.However, the moment I went live to announce my decision, the few viewers I had exploded in rage.[There will be slaughter! Whoever made my Kyle sad deserves to burn in hell!][My time with Kyle… gone… that demands… massacre.][Kyle… Kyle… don’t go…]Then came a suggestion.[I have sent a gift for you. I hope that helps change your mind.]That gift, sent by one of my regular viewers, completely changed my life.I learned that the world I lived in wasn’t as simple as I had believed.Nightmares, shadows, ghouls, curses… they were as real as humans.And with the blessing I received, I became part of that hidden world.On top of that, I received a system that sometimes rewards me simply for existing.It’s crazy.The viewers I thought were just regular people were all deities.••••••••A/N: For the first few arcs, the protagonist will operate in secrecy, and there is a good reason for it.The main character will experience sudden growth in strength, as this story isn’t about gradual power-building but about personal connections and slice of life.Expect heavy slice of life in this one.And please read through the free chapters before passing judgment.

[You have been abandoned by the human race and become a Fallen.][The Fallen System has been awakened.]'Ding!'[Quest Complete! Reward: Fallen Narakai Bloodline (3° Tier)]Sentenced to public execution at sixteen, falsely accused of being a monster and a genocidal maniac, Cairen Veyrith saw his family, his race, and the entire world turn their backs on him.As the executioner's axe descended upon his neck, Cairen fell… but something refused to let him go.Transported by the System to an unknown world, now bearing countless bloodlines. The legacy and fury of all the races that once fell.This time, will he find a place where he belongs…? Or will he be the one to abandon the world?

Jin Runcandel is the youngest son of the greatest Swordmaster. After he gets himself kicked out of their clan, he meets a tragic fate…but before he dies, a God gives him a second chance. Now he must use his new power for good.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”