The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 356: Bet (5)

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had.But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him.There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era.With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it.But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him?A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die.= a few months later =A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you.A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou*NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation**Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate.

Nik Faran, a son of the miserable harlot that lead a life of a miserable gigolo. His birth father is one of the top swordsmen that gave his mother the glory of entering his chamber now remained unknown.Passing years allowed Nik to polish his skills as a prostitute before he was suddenly made aware of the rumour that was the mythical Incubus Society.

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.