Dark Fantasy: Super Coward Mode - Chapter 62

'Did I reincarnate as the First Born son of a noble???'Jack was reincarnated as Jack Kaiser. Firstborn son of Alaric Kaiser, the strongest duke in Elysium. Born and destined for greatness. Or so they said.In a world ruled by Magic and Martial Arts, where talent determines everything, Jack's future seemed guaranteed.Until an unfortunate hunting trip left him in a 10-year coma.A system awakens within Jack. Granting quests and accelerated progression, Jack realizes he might have a chance to reclaim his destiny.In a world of dungeons, monsters, a political challenges, Jack will rise to his new title and become the Strongest Kaiser in history.

Raised by an abusive father, bullied by his tyrant classmate, and grew up without a mother and friends, Kaiju was chosen by the Tower as a player to participate in the trial. However, how could the Tower blundered about overchoosing its participants?Kaiju didn't have a choice but to participate on the Hellish Trial, the difficult there is. Without much preparations, Kaiju had to rely on luck to survive.[You have survived through a fortuitous encounter. You have obtained 10 Luck Points!Your 10 Luck Points are multiplied ten times…Congratulations!You have been rewarded with 100 Luck Points!]When Ladyluck decided to help him, can he survive the Hellish Trial and possibly complete it, when, in the history of the Tower, no one haven't yet?[You have formed a master and pet bond with the Savage Beast.You have obtained the title, Beastmaster!]With the beasts accompanying him, will he soar and conquer the Tower?

[Attention, humans][Welcome to Midgard, a realm between life and death.][All 300 players accounted for!][Evaluation successful!]Jamie never expected his life to end while saving a stranger. One moment he was pushing a pregnant woman out of the path of a roaring truck—the next, he awakens in Midgard: a realm where death is just the beginning.He isn’t alone. Two hundred ninety-nine others, torn from their final moments, stand beside him. Their fate? To endure ten brutal trials that test body, mind, and spirit.Each challenge grants skills—swordsmanship, magic, strategy—that could mean the difference between survival and annihilation.And at the end awaits a choice:Reincarnate into a fantastical new world, carrying every skill earned.Return to Earth … alive, but powerless.But in a world where trust is fragile and every alliance can shatter in an instant, Jamie must decide—Is mere survival enough?Or will he fight for something greater?

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOKHeena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean.“HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!”Her eye twitched. Not now.Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings.“System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.”“But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!”“Not my problem.”“You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!”“Exactly why I deserve a vacation.”“No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!”Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.”“Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging.Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous.The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in.Empress Celeste Ravencourt.Five husbands.A dying empire.“Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.”A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.”“Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?”“Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.”Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily.“Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.”She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place.At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone.Wine was poured into her glass.Poisoned. Obvious.They watched her closely.Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly.“To new beginnings.”She drank it all.The silence cracked.Nothing happened.Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief.Heena leaned back, calm and smiling.“Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”