Because I simply love you - Chapter 459: Frustration

A pervert transmigrates into the body of a character from a novel he was trashing or rather cursing with every fiber of his being. Mid rage-quit, the universe decided to teach him a lesson by dropping him straight into that very cursed world.Reborn as Eren Van Astrea in the realm of Velmora, where summoners reign supreme, he finds himself as the weakest side character imaginable. No summons. No QUOR. A half-elf son of a baron treated as garbage by his own bloodline: mocked, beaten, and forgotten.But when a mischievous god takes interest in his misery and grants him a game-like system, everything changes.Now every insult becomes fuel. Every enemy becomes a future regret. And every face that looked down on him? They're about to meet the ground.Eren isn't just seeking revenge against the family that discarded him. He's rewriting the entire story with himself as the villain they never saw coming.For Character Illustrationshttps://discord.gg/ht8sfcTCcR

We have all heard the legends of great wizards, but do we know how those stories begin? Ardan Egobar, a young man living in a remote corner of the New Monarchy Empire, does not. He doesn't realize that this story is about him. Not yet...In a world where steam locomotives chug along iron rails, where massive airships hover in the skies, where in the cities you might encounter orcs in suits involved in organized crimes, dwarves with cigars controlling major banks, or elves strutting down fashionable boulevards, where humans have built vast nations on the brink of a world war, almost anything seems possible.Maybe, in such a world, even an ordinary young man, the last of the mountain hunters, might one day become the greatest wizard in history.

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.

Once upon a time, there lived a person consumed by the desire for revenge.After finally achieving his goal of seeking revenge against all of his enemies, he was ultimately sentenced to death. Though he accepted his punishment, he suddenly found himself standing in an unfamiliar and surreal place, as if caught in a hallucination during his final moments. As his consciousness began to fade, a distinct voice accompanied him and whispered—”Welcome to Hell!”