MTL - This Sandbox Game is Unreliable - Chapter 78 Mr. Feng Shui

​The world, Earth, was devastated by the Great Incursion, an apocalyptic invasion by dimension-hopping monsters. Humanity's only hope now lies in Galaxy Fall, a newly accessible parallel world where they can gain strength through a System of quests and missions.​Five hours after the Invasion, the betrayed survivor Mirabella is mysteriously reborn and gains a unique power: the [Master Account System].Her initial skill is the deceptively simple but devastating 'Multiplier x100', which applies a 100 times buff to all her offensive capabilities, including physical attacks, spirit energy skills, and damage-over-time effects.​Mirabella must now transform from a silent survivor into the world's most feared warrior, who was only scared of one thing, which is?“I Hope I don't run out of opponents in Both worlds.”

Akira Tsukihara was a romance author who despised love. Though she wrote best-selling novels filled with idealistic romance, she harbored nothing but contempt for the genre and the readers who adored it. Love, in her eyes, was a lie—an illusion that blinded people from the true forces of the world: power, betrayal, and ambition. One night, in a fit of frustration, she cursed love itself... and woke up trapped inside one of her own stories.Reborn as Aira, a nameless peasant girl in the Kingdom of Seraphis—a world she had meticulously crafted—Akira quickly realizes that reincarnation isn’t the fantasy dream she had written about. She isn’t a noble, a princess, or a heroine blessed with beauty and power. She is a nobody. A commoner, struggling to survive in the harsh realities of the medieval world she had once designed as a mere backdrop for her grand romances.As Aira, she faces starvation, endless labor, and the crushing weight of insignificance. But Akira was never one to accept fate. If she couldn’t escape this world, she would rewrite the story on her own terms. She would carve her name into history—not as the lovestruck heroine of a cliché romance, but as the mastermind who would bend the world to her will.In a land ruled by noble bloodlines and political schemes, where the romance tropes she once loathed play out before her eyes, Aira sets her sights on one goal: destroying the very ideals of love that had imprisoned her in this wretched world.Even if it means becoming the villain of her own story.

“As I said, I'm keeping you here to torture you! Don’t make me repeat myself!”Princess Laurel's eighteenth birthday turns into a nightmare—kidnapping, murder, and the revelation that her mate is the perpetrator, a revenge for her father's annihilation of his pack.Their union is fueled by hate, unwanted longing and mixed emotions. She swears to survive and escape but her mate vows to keep her besides him to torment her.With no choice left, Laurel tries to get stronger to survive the torment her mate dishes to her.The infamous Lycan Hunter hears of her predicament and hatches a plan to save but it's thwarted by her mate's brother, who finds her interesting.But even worse befalls Laurel, when the King of all Lycans goes on a rampage to destroy all of werewolves, her kind.DISCLAIMER!!~ Slow Burn Romance~ The Female Lead Gets Stronger~ Daily Updates!~ No Rape~ Has Gory Scenes

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world.That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue.And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after.Fortunately, I know just the cure.Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with.Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway.“Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said....huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?