Soul of Searing Steel - Chapter 564 - Mother Tree

I died a virgin right after winning the lottery. Bad luck? That's my brand. So when a Grim Reaper offered me reincarnation with a gacha system for a “second chance,” I should've known better than to trust my luck.I rolled... an orc. The only fat orc in my entire tribe.The dungeon's demon lord gave me three years to lose weight or die. I trained harder than anyone, became stronger than most warriors in my tribe, but my belly stayed huge.With hours left to live, I made the dumbest decision of both my lives: if I'm dying anyway, might as well lose my virginity first.[Virginity Lost! System activated!][Obtain dungeon control upon complete subjugation]Turns out I was supposed to be a DUNGEON MASTER, not a slave warrior. And turns out I've committed the ultimate taboo: interspecies breeding, forbidden across all civilizations. Now I'm a fugitive.Humans, demons, and monsters alike want me dead. My own kind thinks I'm disgusting. I have absolutely nothing left to lose.Time to turn the worst gacha pull in history into the greatest dungeon the world has ever seen.

After forming a blood pact with the Saint and Demon ladies, the good-for-nothing young boy obtained the Yin-Yang divine veins, learned the art of alchemy and martial arts, and dominated the world.The young Shen Xiang had a romantic encounter with a goddess and a witch, and obtained their supreme inheritance, acquired a divine vein that defied the heavens, learned peerless magical skills, and mastered superb alchemy techniques, which made him very successful on the road of martial arts... When he was hungry, he would refine some pills as snacks, when he was lonely, he would flirt with the high and mighty goddess, when he was bored, he would play with those martial arts masters who came to ask for pills, and when he was tired, he would let the delicate wives around him give him massages...

Sienna Monroe and Caleb Sinclair have been in a relationship for three years and married for three years. They were as close as could be.Until one day, a strange text message informed her that Caleb Sinclair had cheated.She originally thought it was a prank, but she didn't expect to witness him embracing another woman and kissing her passionately.At that moment, the years of happiness and joy collapsed in her heart, completely sinking into an abyss.Later, guided by the text message, she successfully obtained evidence of Caleb's infidelity and the gifts of villas, bags, and jewelry he gave to the mistress. She then entrusted Sebastian Prescott, the top lawyer in Imperial City, to handle this divorce lawsuit.When the truth came out, Caleb Sinclair, with reddened eyes, begged pitifully, “Sienna, I was wrong. I really love you. Please give me another chance.”Sienna Monroe's heart was already filled with disappointment, “Your love is too filthy, I don't need it.”Everyone in The Capital Circle knows that in the legal world, Sebastian Prescott is noble and aloof, an untouchable and unattainable figure.Sienna Monroe thought the same, but it was precisely such a person who said to her, “I can help you heal, would you consider it?”

“There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.” — Dante AlighieriThis is a quote that dictates my life perfectly. Ever since I was a young boy, I enjoyed playing games, so much so that I carried that passion even into my sophomore years, all the way to my death.My story in life isn't all that tragic compared to the more unfortunate out there. I am your typical game creator. I made indie games and visual novels for a living.Naturally, being out of passion and an unknown solo developer, I tried my best to get my work out there, working additional jobs, doing side hustles, both online and locally, all just to survive, and all just to sponsor my work.However, in a world where competition is vast in the game industry, everything I make only ends up at the bottom rank. Because of this, I never gave up, but as I went into my thirties, this passion of mine separated me from my family.These days they don't even talk to me anymore. Depressed, alone, and on the verge of a mental breakdown, I lost all hope, and it didn't help that I had two months of rent due and bills that needed to be paid.But all that changed one night when I got a mysterious message that suddenly appeared on my laptop screen:“You who despair! Would you like a second chance at life? If yes click and offer up your life worth's negativity to me, if no forget this message completely!?”At that time, I clicked Yes by accident.But as the message said, I died due to a heart attack and reincarnated into the World of Purgatory. This was the greatest mistake of my life, as it changed it forever. However in this world I came with the power called the Administrator — a power I gained as a newborn Negative Spirit.With this power I exist as an Entity of Dreams, but even without a physical body, I was determined to make my wish come true: to be a game creator. But unlike other devs, my dreams are different. I can create scenarios in the dreams of men, forcing them to play my game. If they win, they walk out of here as an Awakened Spirit Warrior; however, if I win, the abilities they would have gained in my trials go to me. In this game of mine, anything could be wagered. In reality I have nothing to lose as the Administrator. But to the players, what they wager could be a matter of life or death.