MTL - Tempered Immortal - v3 Chapter 292 Shape

R18 ( No One 17 and Under Admitted )On one night, a boy named Ezra is abandoned on road by his father. Aeri, a kind-hearted college student, takes him in and raises him as her own. As years pass, Ezra grows more manly with time and is now deeply in love with the woman he calls “Mom.”To support Aeri, Ezra takes a job at the most famous brothel in town—a vibrant and lively establishment where beauty, desire, and drama intertwine. Working as a host and a male escort, he finds himself entangled in heated encounters, passionate affairs, and thrilling action as he navigates the challenges of the trade without letting Aeri ever knowing about his secret work.Ezra’s journey is filled with unexpected twists, romance, and adventure.

As a wandering soul trapped in endless cycles of reincarnations, Claus must decide what to do in his current life.

“Hello, have you ever been in a relationship?”“Of course not.” Tenkuji Yuu shook his head, “I genuinely have never had a girlfriend. If you don’t believe me, ask my system. If anyone has memories of being my girlfriend, I’ll admit defeat, okay?”“Then who are they...?”Yuu turned and saw Yukinoshita Haruno, Yuuki Asuna, Natsukawa Masuzu, Yukinoshita Yukino, and Kasumigaoka Utaha walking towards him, with expressions as if they were ready to confront him.“Yuu-chan, I’ve remembered you just abandoning me at the hotel.”“Yuu-kun, I told you, I won’t forget, I will definitely remember you, and I definitely won’t forgive you!”“Yuu, boyfriends can be ‘Ora Ora’-ed for three pages... are you ready?”“Tenkuji-kun, as long as we haven’t broken up, you and I are still a couple.”“Heroine with amnesia, hero leaves... I don’t like these old-fashioned, stomach-churning plots, Yuu-kun.”“...You guys are weird.”Yuu maintained a calm expression, but inwardly he was panicking and getting ready to run.“System, get out here and explain this to me!”System: [Meow]Author: A Passing Chūnibyō Youth

“There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.” — Dante AlighieriThis is a quote that dictates my life perfectly. Ever since I was a young boy, I enjoyed playing games, so much so that I carried that passion even into my sophomore years, all the way to my death.My story in life isn't all that tragic compared to the more unfortunate out there. I am your typical game creator. I made indie games and visual novels for a living.Naturally, being out of passion and an unknown solo developer, I tried my best to get my work out there, working additional jobs, doing side hustles, both online and locally, all just to survive, and all just to sponsor my work.However, in a world where competition is vast in the game industry, everything I make only ends up at the bottom rank. Because of this, I never gave up, but as I went into my thirties, this passion of mine separated me from my family.These days they don't even talk to me anymore. Depressed, alone, and on the verge of a mental breakdown, I lost all hope, and it didn't help that I had two months of rent due and bills that needed to be paid.But all that changed one night when I got a mysterious message that suddenly appeared on my laptop screen:“You who despair! Would you like a second chance at life? If yes click and offer up your life worth's negativity to me, if no forget this message completely!?”At that time, I clicked Yes by accident.But as the message said, I died due to a heart attack and reincarnated into the World of Purgatory. This was the greatest mistake of my life, as it changed it forever. However in this world I came with the power called the Administrator — a power I gained as a newborn Negative Spirit.With this power I exist as an Entity of Dreams, but even without a physical body, I was determined to make my wish come true: to be a game creator. But unlike other devs, my dreams are different. I can create scenarios in the dreams of men, forcing them to play my game. If they win, they walk out of here as an Awakened Spirit Warrior; however, if I win, the abilities they would have gained in my trials go to me. In this game of mine, anything could be wagered. In reality I have nothing to lose as the Administrator. But to the players, what they wager could be a matter of life or death.