MTL - You Look Like You’re Made of Money - Chapter 70

Liam, a socially awkward college student, spends his days immersed in anime, video games, and hentai, escaping the monotony of his real life. Despite his fantasies, he’s never experienced a real relationship or intimacy. But when he is mysteriously transported to the fantastical world of Eryndor, Liam’s life takes a dramatic turn.In Eryndor, Liam is hailed as the ‘Lustforged Hero’, a legendary figure destined to save the realm from the tyrannical sorcerer, Maltheris. But there’s a catch: in this world, power is drawn from desire and intimacy. To grow stronger and unlock his true potential, Liam must navigate a delicate balance between his newfound responsibilities and his own untapped desires.Joined by a group of fiercely loyal followers—each with their own unique abilities and personal struggles—Liam embarks on a journey to master his powers, unite the fractured kingdoms of Eryndor, and confront Maltheris. Along the way, he forms deep bonds with his companions, including the enigmatic warrior Lysandra, the cunning mage Erynn, and the rebellious rogue Selene. But as Liam’s power grows, so does the temptation to lose himself in the very desires that fuel his strength.

A person died in our world. And when he opened his eyes again… the stars had changed.Reborn into the age of myth, long before his time and when Olympus stood tall, he awakens in the Garden of the Hesperides. Reincarnated as the God of Power he is now watched over by mysterious nymphs under Hera's silent command. Unaware of the divine politics at play or the godhood now within him, he must navigate a world of titans, monsters, and primordial chaos.But he’s not entirely alone. A mysterious System, has merged with his soul, offering quests, powers, and choices that creates and enhances powers and help him shape his path toward ascension. As the gods begin to stir and ancient forces clash for control, the new deity must find his place in a pantheon not yet formed and carve a name into legend with power, cunning, and the will to rise.Because in this world, divinity is earned.And only those who ascend... survive.Author's Note:This story draws inspiration from Greek mythology, but takes creative liberties for the sake of narrative and worldbuilding. While many elements remain faithful to the ancient myths, others will be reimagined or altered entirely. Please enjoy this interpretation as a myth of its own.

In her previous lifetime, they had married for five years. He meant everything to her, but she was thrown away like an old shoe.

“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!”-----Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled.But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age!Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated!Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride.No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold.And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold!++++[Excerpt]“Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?” Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. “He is better than him in all the aspects.” Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, “Actually, a lot better in bed.”As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. “So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you.”