A Cliché Multiverse Story - Chapter 403 - CH. 415: Cautious Riveria

For saving his girlfriend, Feng Shan was convicted of excessive self-defense and served a seven-year sentence.After his release from prison, he unexpectedly inherits an overseas estate, becoming a landlord in the Alaskan Arctic Circle.By day, he hunts, eats meat, and drinks a little wine; at night, he watches the aurora, grows vegetables in the world of ice and snow, and for fun, shows off some Witchcraft to the natives to blow their minds.Creating his own paradise within the Arctic Circle.

A Lovecraft- inspired darker, grittier One piece fanfic. A fanfic based on emotion and madness. A fanfic not for the faint hearted.----------------Regret. I have been drowning in it for far too long. I’ve regretted every choice I’ve made, every mistake I’ve carried, every moment of my past. I’ve regretted the present I live, the path I walk. Even my future, uncertain as it may be, has been tainted by regret.But not anymore. I refuse to live under its shadow. Yet, I know the truth—I don’t have the power to escape it completely.Am I not like a flicker of flame? So fragile, so fleeting—one puff, and I’m gone.Regret has burdened me, weighed me down to make me climb the towering wall of greatness. But I press on.It was all I could do. All I ever wanted to do.

Birth rates are decreasing. Hope is vanishing. The world has gone gray.Humanity, drifting in quiet collapse, receives an email.Every person on Earth. Simultaneously.The Aegis Mandate.Disguised as a cosmic aptitude test, it triggers The Incident of Separation—a global psychic cataclysm that erases identities, wipes memories, and divides all survivors into three factions: Law, Neutral, and Chaos. Overnight, cities become battlegrounds. Apartments become dungeons. Ordinary people become monsters—or the ones who hunt them.Ragnar Vhagar was just a loner university student. Now, thanks to a system he didn’t ask for, he’s a newly minted Demon King, locked in a crumbling apartment with goblins under his sofa and a glowing soul crystal next to his frozen peas. His new job? Build a deadly domain, defend it from invading “Heroes,” and somehow level up fast enough to not die.Alongside him is Isabelle Thorne, a razor-sharp warrior of few words and one very sharp sword. Their reluctant alliance, born in blood and snark, evolves into trust—and maybe something dangerously close to affection—as they rise together through the layers of the game-like world they’re trapped in.With each conquered domain and defeated boss, Ragnar realizes the truth: the dungeons aren’t meant to crown a winner. They’re meant to break the players. The Law faction wants control. The Chaos faction craves destruction. But Ragnar? He wants something they’re all too afraid to say out loud:Freedom.In the ruins of Kanta’s ogre stronghold, Ragnar and his misfit warband take their biggest step yet—claiming a kingdom, unifying a fractured system, and preparing for what comes next. The Heroes are watching. The gods are stirring. The world is watching a war.And somewhere deep beneath it all... Ragnar is rewriting the rules.

I don’t have a hero complex. I don’t intend to remain humble either. All I am is a Fan, of the grandeur that is Sumatra. This world has everything necessary to charm your inner child: Mountains that roll around like worms, seas that curl up like flowers, and majestic beasts that thunder your breath away.I’ve reincarnated many times on Sumatra, to protect it from external invasions while rejoicing its beauty. This time is no different. However, the current enemy is someone who has outscaled the power system.Hence, I will Regress Seven Times in an attempt to defeat the enemy. Why only seven, you ask?Because that’s all this Fan can hope to endure. Regressions come with risks and inclining baggage, after all.