The Disdained Luna Who Rose Alone - Chapter 176 Attacked on the Street

Hong Heeju is a sign language interpreter who has become mute due to severe depression.For three years of their arranged marriage, she and her husband never exchanged a single conversation.One day, her life takes a harrowing turn when she’s taken hostage.‘Don’t hang up! This isn’t a phishing call…!’However, her husband, who was even worse than a stranger, coldly disconnected the call.– “Call me when a body is found.”***You $%#£! He’s such a jerk!Overwhelmed with anger, Heeju decides to threaten her husband anonymously.The problem is that he was a well-known spokesperson for the Blue House.– “Can’t you send threats on time?”“That…”– “Here I’m anxiously waiting for my blackmailer’s call.”“What do you…”– “Are you playing around with someone else besides me?”“…?”Wait, is this the same sociopath husband I knew?——–TL/N: ‘Blue House’ was the official residence and office of the President of the Republic of Korea from 1948-2022.

It’s a story that happened long, long ago, in a continent far, far away, about gods and mortals, sword and magic, war and peace, and of course love and hatred.

Amon was a poor miner’s son in a remote town in the kingdom of Hittite. Along with the discovery of a marvelous gem, his fate was changed. People on this land called it Gods’ Tear. But wait, what were the gods? It was said that the gods created the world. Then who created the gods?

Forced by the tantalizing fate, Amon had to struggle to find out the truth behind this world of magic and gods……

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Aric Valerian was born a curse.The fourth prince of the Valerian Empire. A bastard. A cripple. A forgotten shadow in the court, mocked as a stain on royal blood.But when the gods reached down, healing his body and allowing strength into his veins, Aric tasted hope for the first time. He fought for honor, clawed for recognition—only to be betrayed by the brother he trusted most. Cast into a slaughter pit, abandoned to die.And in the moment when despair and death should have claimed him, the world offered something else.[Would you like to change your fate?]From that line, Aric Valerian was reborn—sent back to the past not as the forgotten prince, but as a weapon. A sovereign forged in agony, guided by a system of relentless ascension:[Ki Circulation Mastered: Strength +10][System Upgrade: Tactical Genius Acquired][Hidden Fortress Constructed: Security +15%]Every scar became a push. Every betrayal, a reason. With blood-soaked hands, Aric began carving a path through enemies, kin, and gods alike. The empire that spat on his name would kneel or burn. The brother who betrayed him would drown in his own crown.Yet with every victory came sacrifice. Every step forward dragged him closer to the abyss, until vengeance and damnation became one.But Aric does not care.Because the cursed prince has only one destiny left:To rise as the sovereign who will shatter gods, break empires, and tear fate itself apart.Or die trying—and take the world with him.

The story begins similarlly—a mid-level corporate worker dies and awakens in another world as a 19-year-old—but from there, Eren follows a very different path.Erik, a mid-level office worker, had a simple dream:“Graduate college.Get a job.Screw MILFs.”But reality wasn't so kind to him. Due to his hastiness, he forgot to check the company's background and accidentally enlisted himself into a black company—a corporate hellhole that literally made employees work to death.Such was the fate of our protagonist, Erik.Exhausted after working nonstop 12-hour shifts for seven days straight, he lost his grip on reality and met a meaningless death, collapsing onto his desk in an office nobody would mourn.Yet, reality wasn't entirely cruel either.He suddenly transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old—young, energetic, muscular, and brimming with vitality. And best of all?He woke up sleeping right next to someone!“What? I'm transmigrated sleeping right next to my step-aunt?!”Even crazier: in this new world, beauty standards were completely reversed. Here, the pinnacle of femininity was a skinny figure with small boobs and an even smaller ass, and women who didn’t fit that mold—busty, curvy MILFs—were mostly ignored, discarded, and lonely.“How crazy is that?” Eren voiced, grinning from ear to ear.But all of that was about to change, since he was here now. He'd make all MILFs his—starting with his deliciously thick, step-aunt.