MTL - Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go - Chapter 522 The third celestial energy, reincarnation celestial energy, Long Xuhuang’s confidence,...

This work portrays the perspective of Yuhanna, a masochist, as she falls into a state lower than livestock, ultimately becoming a mere human toilet.This is an extremely dark and hardcore explicit story.It delves into almost all hardcore genres feasible in a modern setting, excluding fantastical elements.Hardcore | Dark | Masochist | Submission |Incest| SM | R18 | SMUT

What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?

Jotaro awakened his Stand at 17 years old, but unexpectedly bound to a bastard system. Under the system's effect, he was forced to go to other worlds. In order to return to his own world, Jotaro had no choice but to complete the tasks issued by the system.Demon Slayer world: “Yare yare, Muzan, there's only one reason you failed, and that is, you pissed me off!”One Piece world: “You bunch of guys, I’ll be the one to judge you!” While violently beating up the Celestial Dragons, Jotaro completed a research paper on sea king-type creatures.Naruto world: “The one judging you is my Stand, Star Platinum!” Star Platinum, the true god of ninjutsu, ultimate hand sign speed. You call yourself the Copy Ninja?Originally, Jotaro only wanted to find a traditional Japanese woman to marry and have children, but he seemed to have underestimated the Joestar bloodline's attraction to women. Unknowingly, the women surrounding him grew more and more, and all willingly.The chatter of lovely women behind him made him extremely annoyed.He suddenly turned around and shouted, “Yakamashi! So annoying! You stinky hags!”[1st World: Demon Slayer2nd World: Tokyo Ghoul3rd World: One Piece4th World: Naruto]

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family.But fate doesn't follow orders.Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything.A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness.She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist.But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed. She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing.They told her different names.A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.”Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.”A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.”Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?”The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul.Lara Norse Kromwel.Daughter of General Odin Norse.Empress of the First Empire.But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty.“This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!”