Dragonheart Core - Chapter 72: Cold as Rust

The MC transmigrates into Narutoverse in the body of a civilian orphan. Luckily for him, the transmigration results in chakra being unlocked. Follow the story of the MC as he grows in power and stabilizes himself into the world of ninjas and trains to be the strongest.

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Warning:

1. The MC won't be op for a long time. All his power would be gained via hard work and training over years (so if u want an op mc right from the word go, this one ain't for you)

2. No harem (probably no romance either)

3. There will be a lot of killing (maybe gore too, not sure if I can do gore right though)

4. The story will start slow. Quite a few of initial chapters will be around training, orphanage and academy life, instead of directly becoming a Genin.

5. MC is a careful person, he won't put his life at risk unless there is no other choice.

6. I haven't read (nor will be reading) Baruto. So Baruto plotline won't be considered much in here.

What to expect:

1. Smart and consistent MC

2. Lots of training

3. MC manipulating the plot to his advantage

4. A lot of original arcs.

5. Plot will mostly stay the same (at least till Shippuden), but I won't repeat any scenes/dialogues that took place in the manga (as I'm assuming you've already read it).

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or it's characters (except the original characters I create). The image used in the cover isn't mine and belongs to R. J

P.S. It's my first fanfic, I'm hoping it turns out good. All reviews and constructive criticisms are welcome. Grammar and English should be fine, but I'm not sure how good the dialogues and scenarios will be. Hopefully I'll improve as this fanfic progresses forward.

A weak and useless man—unemployed and mocked by the world. A man who constantly surrounded himself with nine beautiful women.Someone who never looked like a ruler, yet was born with nine concubines at his side. Because of the hidden malice in each of them, his life ended in tragedy.After his death, a soul from beyond the Void Domain descended into this world, granting a second chance at life.With memories of his previous existence intact, he resolved not to repeat the same mistakes.“Who would have thought I’d be reborn so far from my birthplace? Even that surprises me… but it doesn’t matter. I’m glad this body possesses such extraordinary talent.”It no longer matters who wishes to kill me. I, William von Cassias, will reclaim the recognition of the entire world.***Others Tags:Fast-Paced, Talented Man, Possesion, Obssesion, Outer Gods, King, Ruler, Deity Beings, Miracles, Weak To Strong, Strong To Strongest, Useless Man, Adult Scenes, Polygamy, Revenge, Hatred To Loved, Trash Man, Cunning Man, Anti Naive, Princess, Saintess, Goddesses, Demoness, Hate And Love Relationship, Threesome, Masochist, BDSM, Mysterious Man***More Illustrations? Here!discord.gg/4yCzqTCUhp***Yuri? No! Of course not! I’ve never loved the yuri genre.Netorare? No! I only write a single MC who steals another man’s woman.Cultivation? Yes, but not really. The power level on the novel is not weak.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.

When Xia Liang wakes up, he finds the entire world has changed, and prices have plummeted.The prospective match from the arranged date actually only demands fifty cents for bride price!A house in the city center could be bought for just one hundred Yuan!A sports car that used to be worth tens of millions now only costs a few tens of Yuan!Looking at his balance of one hundred and twenty thousand, Xia Liang realizes he might have become the richest person around!