MTL - Hello, Mr. Major General - ~ Final thoughts (free)

“Mr. Anderson, welcome to 2150,” Ben greeted.“2150! How did a hundred years pass in just a short nap?” Dante exclaimed, hissing at the memory of events before he lost consciousness, causing his eyes to widen in shock.In an interstellar age, the sport soccer had transcended from just game to the deciding factor to gain resource planets. Footballers, now known as Titans with great physical and unscientific abilities were the core fighters of each planet.Waking up to this new age after a near death experience at his last match, how will Dante Anderson react to his multiple Alpha abilities?____

In the wake of the first wave of shadow creatures, the world was plunged into ruin, a desolate yet enchanted wasteland. Humanity, driven underground, clung to survival while desperately plotting to reclaim their shattered world.But from the abyss of darkness, something miraculous stirred—a mysterious tree, shimmering with ancient power, appeared overnight. It chose only the strongest of heart, those with unbreakable will, gifting them extraordinary abilities. With these powers, humanity rose from the depths, waging war against the shadows.Yet beneath the surface of their heroic deeds lay a hidden rot. Corruption seeped into their ranks, and arrogance clouded their judgment. As their powers grew, so did the whispers of betrayal. The true battle may not be against the creatures lurking in the shadows—but against the darkness festering within their own hearts.A question lingers: When heroes fall, who will rise to take their place?

In the 41st Millennium, the planet I reside on, Cadia, was rated as the most habitable world for humanity. The birth rate once reached a staggering 35%. And I made an indelible contribution to this.Even the renowned expert in mass mobilization, Guilliman, once brought a team of specialists here to ask for my secrets.'Plants that have been extinct for ages, found only during the M2 era of Ancient Terra—how is this possible?' The entourage stared dumbfounded at the wilderness filled with carrots and potatoes.'By the Omnissiah! A lump of iron with no wires or power source can move freely and even possesses a Machine Spirit.' The Adeptus Mechanicus stood before the legion of Iron Golems, their hands trembling uncontrollably.'This thing is countless times more useful than an STC template.' The Tech-Priest stroked the Crafting Table, his bionic eyes fixed on the crafting recipe.'A device similar to the Webway?'...--This is translation but don't worry for I AM HERE, I will be the poison tester and remove all the poison I can to make the this Good story, Very Very Good.

Tanya Sinclair was devotedly in love with Vincent Hawthorne for fifteen years, only to be in vegetative state on the day of giving birth.Meanwhile, Vincent Hawthorne whispered softly in her ear: “Tanya, never wake up again, you have no value to me anymore.”She thought her caring and loving husband had nothing but endless aversion and exploitation for her.And the pair of children Tanya Sinclair fought to give birth to sweetly call his beloved 'mother' at her bedside.Tanya Sinclair's heart was utterly broken. The first thing she did upon waking up was resolutely demand a divorce!However, after the divorce, Vincent Hawthorne realized too late that his life was already filled with the shadow of Tanya Sinclair, and this woman had become his habit.When they met again, Tanya Sinclair appeared at a meeting as a leading pharmaceutical expert, her brilliance drawing all eyes to her.This woman, who once was so utterly devoted to him, now wouldn't even spare him a glance!Vincent Hawthorne thought she was just still angry, convinced that as long as he spoke, Tanya Sinclair would certainly come back, after all, her love for him was ingrained.But later, at the engagement banquet of the new Family Head of The Pierce Clan, he saw Tanya Sinclair in a luxurious wedding dress, joyfully throwing herself into Declan Pierce's arms, her eyes overflowing with love.Vincent Hawthorne was driven mad by jealousy, his eyes red as he crushed his glass, blood spilling everywhere…