[Nightmare] - Chapter 235 [Tyrene’s Message]

Target Audience: This book is for those who had enough of MCs getting bullied and those who enjoyed progression. I’ll now apologize if I miss something and MC didn’t act according to your likings, I’ll adjust and improve so let’s get addicted to it! SSS rank talent? I can get 10,000 xp multiplier and convert them to upgrade my skills? Proficiency? Item Quality? Top ranker? Beat them up! Arrogant villains? Slap them to death! My Little Sister getting bullied in school? Destroy the school! In my eyes, you are just experience points to farm! Let’s farm experience points!

He died. Not by fate, not by accident, but as collateral in a hunt between beings beyond mortal comprehension.And yet… death was only the beginning.Chosen by a mysterious entity known only as Echo, a sarcastic soul from Earth is offered a chance at a second life. Gifted with ten draws from a divine treasury, he obtains powerful treasures, a rare bloodline, and a mysterious system known as the Limitless System.But what begins as a straightforward reincarnation takes a twisted turn when two dragon inheritances—Thunder and Fire—collide within him.Reborn not as a man, nor as a beast, but as an unknown species—a fusion of human and two True Dragon Inheritences—he awakens in a scorched battlefield beside a dragon egg, unaware that his birth was witnessed by fate itself.After surviving the near-fatal clash of legacies within him, he emerges anew… no longer Zaroth, but Primus Xal’Zaryon Drakonis, a name that shakes the very fabric of mana around him.With his soul, body, and bloodline perfectly harmonized between human and dragon, Primus sets out into an unfamiliar world ruled by ancient clans, dangerous beasts, and kingdoms teetering on the edge of Eternal War.But power always draws attention—and with the secrets of his origin, the Limitless System at his side, and a destiny marked by a Primordial-level Mark of Fate, enemies will rise from shadows unknown.

This novel is rated 18 with lots of fan service. If you are wondering if its.-NTR, No it's not.-Yuri, A big no, I guess. I don't know if it is, so maybe is the final answer.-Incest, yes! A BIG YESSSS!!!In a world ruled by cultivation and magic, the past centuries have been defined by the dominance of cultivators and mages.Cultivators capable of crushing planets with a mere squeeze of their hand, and sages who could destroy worlds with a single gesture, have long battled to prove which path holds the greater power. For thousands of years, their rivalry shaped the fabric of existence.However, the tides began to shift. Over time, the longevity of cultivators allowed their strength to grow with each passing year, while mages, bound by their limited lifespans, succumbed to the inevitable toll of mortality—even with the aid of rare elixirs.This gradual imbalance led to the decline of the mages' dominance. But everything changed when a young boy from a humble village awakened a system. When he saw her mother relieving herself at night in her room when he wanted to take a leak. This event caused significant changes for him, as he discovered that he could grow stronger by engaging in perverted activities.[You just masturbated. You just gained 10 experience points][10/100. Remaining to level up][You just ejaculated. You have gained 20 experience points & 10 Silver Solaris][30/200. Remaining to level up]

Reborn as a sister of a villain with no blood or tears in a war-fiction novel. Anyway, that guy, who plays ‘my brother’ role, is a villain who will be sealed by the Main Lead after losing the war. So I just need to pretend to be his little sister until he disappears. No, at least that’s how I think … ‘Something in your right hand, is that the main lead’s head?’ My brother won the war. *** “What’s with the suitcase?” “Yes?” At the tip of Dietrich’s long finger, there was a package that I had wrapped up as soon as he left for the battlefield. “I asked what it is.” “It’s, It’s a travel bag, brother.” “Travel? Alone?” Dietrich’s dark eyes glistened. The man who had just returned from victory had a strange smell of blood from mu*der. “Will you leave me?”