Will of chaos - Chapter 1787: Cap 1785: Andryus

This is a young man who traveled to the world of Azeroth.

For love and justice (don’t become a ghoul), fear of sacrifice (you can run the corpse to resurrect), in search of lost justice and humanity (temporary discipline), don’t stop.

Festival Exercises Retrieve the story of Festival Exercises.

- Description from Ptwxz

Darkness is coming, and crisis is everywhere. In this long dark and desperate night, do you want to see a bonfire with warm words? We are that light.

We don’t want to be the little bully who guards one-third of an acre and eats canned food.

We don’t want to drive the harem on a great escape from east to west.

We don’t want to be a bunch of rats guarding rancid cheese in the gutter.

We don’t want to see the panic on your faces and the desperation in your screams.

So we stand up, fight for ourselves, fight for you, fight for humanity!

As long as we are here, the flames of war will never be extinguished.

We light a warm bonfire in the dark night, and watch the dawn with the brilliance of life.

We are the shield of the earth, the patron saint of mankind!

- Description from novelbuddy

What if you were transported into the world of Mushoku Tensei, a realm of swords and magic? Would you have a system?Yes.But what if this system was a facade created by the gods of that world?That would mean the tasks assigned by the system would be incredibly daunting....[Within one hour, gain the favor of the Water Saint-level Mage—Roxy Migurdia. Mission Reward: Unlock Healing Magic Slot (1/4).]“Huh? Favor? Wait, is this system even serious?”Years later:“The beloved elder brother of Sword God Eris; the husband of Magic University Dean Roxy Migurdia; the ‘Dawn’ of the Asura Kingdom; the ‘Iron Heart’ of the Boreas Family; the pillar cherished by the Dragon God; the childhood friend long adored by the Water God; the man Princess Ariel yearned for but could never attain... May I ask...”“Wait, where did all these chaotic titles come from?”“That’s how the world addresses you, Mr. Allen~”“...Is there a more serious one?”“Of course.”“Oh? Do tell.”The long-eared, silver-haired elf girl, who was conducting her nightly playful interview, suddenly dropped her smile.Her crimson eyes flickered with candlelight, like a serene lake set ablaze....“The Hero of the World, the One and Only God.”in case you want to support me (special benefits)patreon.com/roaverse (+extra Chapters)

The summer I was 17. A painting I created was sold. For 1.4 billion won.