Classroom of the Elite (LN) - Vol 1 Chapter 1.3: Welcome to my dream-like school life Part Part 3

Warning!: Blood pumping battles, Gore, dark themes and Comedy that will crack your ribs!~[System Synchronization Complete!]~[Listen up Host!][Step 1: Get princesses][Step 2: Train them to use their abilities][Step 3: Receive 10x returns!]Wise was a regular pawn shop owner, not the extra scammy type, just the regular scammy type.That was until he was suddenly run over by a derailed train…The good news? He was reborn.The catch? He was not the hero, he was not the extra, he was not the knight. No, he was reborn as a legendary Dragon.A big bad Princess kidnapping Dragon.The last of the SkyFire bloodline.Ding![New Mission!][Obtain your very first princess!][Reward: Skill Draconic Breath]Ding![Princess Esme has advanced to level 10!][Host shall receive 10x Experience!]Ding![Princess Lenora has learned a new skill, Wind Surge!][Host shall receive 10x benefits!][New skill, Ancestral Tempest of Ruin]Wise soon discovers that there are secrets shrouded in his Draconic memories, conspiracies best left unsaid and foes too powerful to fathom…But with a smile on his face and an arsenal of OP skills by his side, he will not only prevail, but defy the powers of this new world.Read as Wise raises regular palace princesses to country level threats, all while reaping 10x the benefits!•••Note, this novel contains Intense Battles and an Antihero MC.Additional tags: Action, Comedy, Dark, Gore, Dragons, Princess, Demons and Demon Lords, Elf, Monsters, War, No Yuri, multiple races.There will also be slice of life moments.Consider reading the author’s review if you still haven’t decided to read this novel.

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone.For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment.“Repeat what you just said?”She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails.But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her.“I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—”Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again.You think—what could possibly be worse than this?And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.”Wow.BANG.Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed.Dead.Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water.“Y-you…”He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark.“You killed your sister?! How could y—?”BANG.Second bullet.Same spot.He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut.Silence....Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist.“Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?”A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming.Another voice interrupted.“Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—”A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense.“Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?”A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival.Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded.‘When the hell did all of this even start?’

His mother died when she gave birth to him, his father a physically abusive alcoholic. Life is not kind to Darius King.

Darius would have dreams of being in a world of magic, but alas, his dreams would always end.

He hated life, and life hated him, so he ended both his and his father's.

When reincarnating into a peasant-like lifestyle as Liam, in the town of Ucladd, Darius realizes he has entered the world of cultivation!

With his ambitious, ruthless, and curious nature combining into one, he paves a bloody path to power.

Shifting his gaze from the Earth towards the Sky, nothing will stop him on his path for strength.

“I will touch the stars... or die trying.”

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