Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable - Chapter 115: I’m Not the Holy Mother in the Apocalypse 21

“Mu Yingying,” or the Seventh Young Lady of the Mu family, vividly remembers the cruel past life she endured.Due to the evil schemes of her stepmother and half-sister, the three descendants of the Mu family met tragic ends...The eldest son died dishonorably, the eldest daughter became mentally deranged,And she, the second daughter, was unjustly sentenced to death!Even her own father heartlessly cast his children aside...Now, she has returned once again, to the third year of the Xingping era, when “Mu Yingying” was only 5 years old.She has come back to the starting point of everything!Very well... She will drag the traitors down into the depths of hell.Her return is not for forgiveness... but to reclaim what is rightfully hers and to exact retribution on those who wronged her!“Death is not the end, but the beginning of the regret you will face.”

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

A young boy dies a tragic death and is granted 3 wishes. He chooses to be reborn in MHA with the Telekinesis as his quirk and the potential to achieve Absolute Mastery and Power over his ability.The MC will be overpowered and there will be some dark elements. The novel will be quite realistic in the context of the MHA world. The MC will be cruel to his enemies and kind to those he cares about. There will be romance and potential for a harem of about 3, but not more than 5.I plan to continue with this hopefully until the end of MHA canon.I aim to upload chapters of about 2k words, and I hope people enjoy this fanfic. I'm open to any suggestions and criticism on how I could improve, but please no hate for no reason.The first few chapters are quite dark, but it gets better after that, so please stick around till then.MHA and any of the characters in it do not belong to me.I will try to release a bonus chapter every 1,000 powerstones. Although, it depends on if I have chapters ready.

War Never ChangesWars have always been the cause of all misfortunes, and in one world, they finally ended forever. But Kreyn didn't like that. He wanted to fight and conquer, and only when his world collided with another did he have that opportunity.He used nuclear weapons to win, to be recognized by the Global Axis, and to transmigrate to the Great Lands, where he had no boundaries.Only by creating stories - the Eposes, and carrying out triumphs could one reach the top in this world. The actions of one could change the lives of millions, and only the Origins were capable of this.From the ruler of his world to a prisoner in a cell, and taking over a prison. This should only be the first step on Kreyn's path to satisfy his hunger for war.