MTL - Lord of the Mysteries - v3 Chapter 9 Sherlock Moriatti in the investigation report

Visha's life was a checklist of adrenaline-fueled firsts.Her latest 'first' ended with her arrival on the beast man continent.Armed with nothing but her system, Visha must learn to survive.Her new journey leads her to a group of beatmen who were cast out of their homes because of their 'defects'.The first thing to do is figure out how to survive the winter.From an alliance of mutual benefit to genuine friendship, Visha learns to trust the easygoing beastmen. And with their trust, she learned their secret.This world is saturated with vital energy.Now, Visha is chasing the ultimate thrill. With the system as her guide and her new tribe as her family. She's building a home, a legacy.She is building her kingdom and finding her purpose, one quest at a time.-----DISCLAIMER:Reader Discretion AdvisedThis is a work of fiction. All names, places and characters are products of the author's imagination.Contents include:ViolenceNudity (Partial and Full)Fictitious Religious CeremoniesNon-monogamous relationship (Triad/Throuple/Polyamory)

Follow Tristan Hale on his journey to become the G.O.A.T. in football. After a life-changing car accident, Tristan is transported back to his youth, where he seizes a second chance at greatness.

The Fifth Young Master of the Yan Family has immense power and unmatched beauty, but his personality is unpredictable and his methods ruthless, making everyone afraid of him.Until he took in a young girl of unknown origin.The young girl, soft and clingy, was not only unafraid of him but followed him around all day, pitifully saying she wanted to repay him.In the end, he cherished her as a treasure, spoiling her to the core, wishing he could give her everything, only to find out she had no idea what liking someone meant.He angrily cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous: “Little Gua, if you keep making trouble, don't blame me for being rude.”[1V1 Sweetheart, super indulgent!]

'Why' does one strive to attain power?For what reason does one endure various rigorous trainings, endure the bruises and the batterings, and go ahead to drill their soul and body into perfect shape just to become stronger?Those ridiculously overpowered, god-like monsters that walked the Earth knew, because they never stopped training.But I didn't know the reason.Why, one might ask?The answer was quite simple, really.I had no desire to 'know' the reason, and I had no drive to discover the 'why.'It was because my circumstances gave me no reason to become stronger. And stupidly enough, I greatly believed that I was strong enough to fend for myself.But boy was I wrong.Fate punched me in the guts, and proceeded to give me very, very good reasons to abandon my narrowed mentality and strive to become stronger than I thought I was.And those reasons multiplied by the day.As I ventured out of the dreary slum-like backlands that I grew up in — diving head first into the wider world overrun by monstrous aliens, insanely advanced technology, and humans with supernatural powers — the initial 'why' had grown to become quite... numerous.So come. Come read my story.And see how I crawled out of the depths of the dejected Island called the backlands as a nameless underachiever, and grew to become a.. tether to the entire universe.Come read how I came to be called...The Twilight of the Vast Expanses.