VRMMO: The Unrivaled - Chapter 1387: Little Piglet’s Bane

One day, Raizou ​​Takakura, an average salaryman, had a Heart Attack and his life ended that day.

But, he got a second life, in a different world.

Reincarnated with strong skills―― wasn’t what happened to him, instead, he was reincarnated as a foot soldier in a small country, Highserk Empire, which was surrounded by large countries.

With a new name, Walm, he was thrown into the frontline of war.

Covered in blood and the stench of death, along with his comrades, he was slipping through life-or-death situations.

An adventurer party with members that could use powerful magic, transferees with overwhelming power called the “heroes”.

In a deadly battle with them, Walm gradually developed his talent as a warrior which would’ve never awakened if he were to stay in times of peace.

While his eyes becoming dark and muddy over time――

Hakuto's life changes forever when his father Shin— a man with highly questionable morals—marries Kagura Kurotsuki, the CEO of a multinational company, and they move into her luxurious mansion.There, he meets the alluring daughters of his new stepmother: the seductive Yuzu—who doesn't hesitate to tease both her new stepbrother and her stepfather in ways that are... rather bold—and Rika, more introverted and irritable, yet just as sensual.But nothing is truly as it seems...Kagura is a succubus, but Rika and Yuzu are different.They were born from a demon and a vampire—something that shouldn’t be exsiste.Because of that, demons, vampires, even humans want them.But Hakuto won’t allow it.He’ll never let anyone hurt his beloved stepsisters.

Yuan Ye and film emperor Fang Shaoyi were married for ten years. After a stamp from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, they got divorced and their red booklets became green booklets. Back when they had gotten married, they had proudly announced the news to the whole world. After their divorce, though, neither dared to speak up, determined to hide this development.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.