My Servant System - Chapter 1292 - 1291: Trial Marathon (3)

In a world where power is everything, Lin Tian is reincarnated as a goblin—the lowest of monsters. He starts his journey in the shadows, relying on cunning and wits to survive. But as fate unfolds, he taps into the goblins' true potential, turning the tide of destiny!Blessed by the gods, each child he brings into the world increases his strength exponentially. The Church's Cleric whispers: “He is the only true Lord, the God I must serve.” The undefeated Sword Saintess finds herself humiliated again and again by this little goblin who defies all odds.As the gods watch in horror, they realize: “We will never allow a goblin to become a god!”In a relentless assault on faith itself, Lin Tian's rise marks the beginning of a brutal era where the goblin reigns supreme. He toys with the likes of the Human Race Sword Saint, the Empire's Princess, the fiery Dragon Mother, the elegant Elf Queen, and even the wrathful gods of the Sea and Earth.When the dust settles, all will tremble in fear of this once-humble goblin, the one who turned the heavens upside down and shattered the divine! Embrace the chaos as he rises from the depths, challenging everything in his path to absolute domination!Prepare for an epic saga of dark fantasy, survival, and the audacity of a goblin who dared to take on the gods themselves!

After getting hit by a truck in an attempt to chase down his brother's bullies, Alex in transmigrated into the body of a weak mage in a fantasy world called Eldora.As expected, transmigration can never be complete without a golden finger! Shortly after waking up in his new body, Alex awakens the almighty path system.But that wasn't all, a more shocking discovery almost blew Alex's mind away.....System is crashing!! System is crashing!! System is crashing!!!![Due to the system breaking down, several perimeters of the system have been broken. Required exp for leveling up is now fixed, repeatable missions no longer have limits and can be completed continuously even when capped. Penalty function disabled, rewards for missions are now fixed].......Alex's system got broken and a lot of functions stopped working but this was a good thing because Alex can now level up continuously without anything to slow him down.......Armed with such a system, join Alex as he journeys to become the strongest mage in this new world and what his reaction would be after finding out the secret of his system and why it had broken!!

One day, I was given the mysterious power of Hwanmong.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.