What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? - Chapter 797: We Found Him

An Unexpected Turn: Villain Becomes DadIn a hilarious twist of fate, Yang Chen is reborn as the brainless villain in a romance novel, already at odds with the destined hero, Lin Yan. Knowing he can’t directly challenge him; Yang Chen makes a strategic move – saving Lin Yan’s mother from a chronic illness.This act of kindness blossoms into love, and a year later, they welcome a child. Yang Chen, hoping for a peaceful family life with his wife and son, is met with a shocking system notification:[Host’s son is born, plundering his elder brother, the male lead’s Providence Luck by 3000 points!] [The Great Villain System is officially activated!]The system throws Yang Chen’s plans into chaos. He’s forced to become the antagonist he was originally destined to be, but with a hilarious twist – his target is now his own stepson!

A person in their third year of high school, experiences the arrival of a divorce comeback system 20 years early. At 38 years old, with a failed marriage, standing at the crossroads of the established and confused years, you recall your young days with your childhood sweetheart. After marriage, you cut off contact and have no more news of her. Re-establishing contact with Xu Qianqian will reward you with 300 RMB. Eighteen-year-old Jiang Nian glanced at the system task on the panel and then at Xu Qianqian living next door, falling into deep thought. Hmm... it seems the system came early. There is another issue: who is the future ex-wife? Hmm... Jiang Nian couldn't hold back. Being eighteen every year, he foresees a divorce in the future. The system issues a task to take revenge on the future ex-wife. Jiang Nian looked at the un-darkened version of the future ex-wife in front of him and fell into thought again. The childhood sweetheart, future ex-wife, and future ex-girlfriend, all appear in their younger versions.

I came from hell, looking for redemption! –“Revelation”
…………
What is redemption?
I think it should be a process in which a good person becomes bad and then becomes good again.
It’s like our clean birth, contaminated by the dust of one life, and then clean death.
Well, this is just a story. …

- Description from Uukanshu

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”