Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot - Chapter 122 - 111 Fifth Master: Kissing You Because I Like It (3 More)

Kenichi Yamada was a 35-year-old salaryman. As a hardcore game enthusiast, he was saddened by the modern trend towards casual games.So, when a site claimed to be “for people who like to do things the hard way,” he just couldn’t resist. Thus, he was reincarnated into another world as Allen, playing on Hell Mode.This is fantasy light novel about Allen’s journey as a summoner.Reincarnated as a serf, he starts from nothing.His journey begins with absolutely no knowledge of the world around him, just like those games he played 10, 20 years ago.

[WSA 2024 Entry]Please Support._________Silas, as a normal hot-blooded youth with big dreams and huge ambition, wanted to see the world, experience what it has to offer while living his dream life.But when has life ever gone according to plan? when has it ever been fair to anyone? Silas was hit with a reality check after graduating, if school was hard, society is harder.For two years he worked but nothing seems to be working out. He gave up on his dreams and ambition and his determination waned.After a long day at work one day, he looked up at the ceiling and made a wish, a wish he never knew will come true and change his life forever.He got a system, one that seems to be an all-rounder and it has his dream feature.[Ding!][You spent $1199. You received 10x rebate of expenses made. You earned $11,990. The money has been sent to host bank account]“My dream life is no longer out of reach!”________This is my first book and English is not my main, I will apologize for any possible error.________Disclaimer: 'Getting A System In A Modern World' is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.This book may reference real companies and organizations, but these references are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to depict actual conduct or involvement of these entities. The use of these names and references is not meant to harm, defame, or discredit these companies or organizations.________Thank you for reading :)

HE DIED BEGGING FOR LOVE. NOW HE IS BACK TO BURN THE WORLD DOWN...and maybe fall in love along the way.Genre: BL | Dark Fantasy | Revenge | 18+ | Apocalypse | Second Chance Rebirth#BL #ZombieApocalypse #EnemiesToLovers #ColdMLxBrokenMC #DarkRomance #18Plus #TraumaRecovery #Revenge #PowerAwakening #SlowBurn #SupernaturalAbilities---Everyone in the Capital knows about the notorious Greyson family—wealthy, powerful, and rotten to the core.But the real scandal?The arrival of the triplet illegitimate sons, dragged into the mansion like unwanted baggage after their mother died.The younger one, Asher Greyson, became the family’s favorite punching bag: mocked, overlooked, a stain on their perfect reputation.All Asher ever wanted was to be loved.What he got instead was betrayal and a death so cold it burned.After dying at the hands of his half-sister, dissected like an animal for his rare lightning ability, Asher is reborn. But the world hasn’t ended…not yet.This time, he’s four months ahead of the outbreak.He won’t beg again.He’ll become something terrifying that the world itself will kneel down and beg for mercy.The apocalypse began with falling meteorites, shards of radioactive hell carrying the Z-virus. The purple moon will rise and black rain will follow. And from the ashes, ability users will be born…Asher will be one of them.But he’s not the only one walking through fire.Commander Caspian Winters, the Ice Emperor, is haunted by dreams of a boy with lightning scars and crimson red eyes. A boy he doesn’t remember holding as he bled out. A boy he’ll soon meet again.And when they collide, the spark is instant—dangerous, hungry, and inevitable.[The man who once haunted Asher’s final days like a ghost, untouchable and unreadable, now stands before him under the glow of the purple moon.Caspian’s gloved hand tilts his chin up.“You’re not what I expected,” Caspian murmurs, voice low and cold.Asher’s lips curl faintly, eyes glowing crimson.“And yet,” Caspian whispers, “You're exactly what I want.”---“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Asher’s voice breaks on the question.Caspian doesn’t blink.“Because every time I look at you…” he says, stepping closer, “…I feel like I’ve already lost you.”]Asher swore he’d never trust again. But Caspian’s ice is the only thing that can soothe the storm inside him.Let the world burn.Let the dead rise.This time, Asher Greyson is taking back everything, his power, his revenge, and maybe… his heart.

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”