Esper Harem in the Apocalypse - Chapter 50 - Beginner’s Luck

Dying after getting bitten by a zombie, the main character finds himself in the world of fantasy.Reincarnating as the mid-rank villain, he decided to live differently and avoid the main cast. After all who would like to live as an arrogant brat only to die like a dog?However, just as he resolved to live a better life,[Ding!][This world is not the same as the host knows. Because of the tragic ends, the God of Fortune has reversed the time and has allowed the main heroines to retain their memories.]Yeah, he is done for.******Additional tags: Possessive characters, no Yaoi, no Yuri, no ntr.

Who needs a Class when you're already the strongest anyways?Ten years ago, Amelia woke up alone and lost in a broken world where she had to fight for her survival.Now, after reaching the pinnacle of power, defeating the Void itself, and escaping the abyss, she has finally found her way back into the real world. But instead of returning to Earth, she arrives in the land of Vacuos. A fantasy world with magic, monsters, Classes, and Levels. A world that is governed by a System like it were a video game.And when rewarded with a Class befitting her accomplishments— to become a powerful [Hero] that will forever dedicate her life to protecting this world that is not her own— she only has one response.“Absolutely not. I’m going to live a normal life now, thank you very much.”

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION][HOST HAS UNLOCKED: SOVEREIGNTY OF GLUTTONY][HOST HAS UNLOCKED: SOVEREIGNTY OF REPLICATION][HOST HAS UNLOCKED: SOVEREIGNTY OF ETERNAL][HOST HAS UNLOCKED: SOVEREIGNTY OF UNBROKEN][INTEGRATION: 4/49 FRAGMENTS COLLECTED]WARNING: DIMENSIONAL BARRIERS DETERIORATINGBrett Lenhart was a modern man who lost his life to a stupid distraction—looking at the wrong thing at the wrong time.He wakes in a deal struck with a goddess whose divine beauty masks dangerous intentions. Now he's Kyrie Shaw, the unwilling avatar of a fragmented god, thrust into a world built on steam, brass, and ambition where Victorian empires clash across dimensional borders.Here, mental power separates the worthy from the worthless. Prophets manipulate futures in oligarchic courts. Warriors prove strength through psionic combat in meritocratic empires. Technocrats hide world-breaking science behind industrial smoke. And in the ruins of a war-torn realm, beast-kin survivors fight against monsters born from despair itself.Kyrie must navigate this maze of political games and dimensional intrigue, guided only by a system whispering in his mind and the fragments of a shattered god calling to him across reality. But there's a cost he didn't foresee: with each fragment collected, with each surge of power gained, the barriers holding the dimensions apart crack further.He has no choice but to evolve. To consume. To devour. This is the curse of hosting the essence of Gluttony—the hunger that never ends, the power that never satisfies.Caught between nations surging to war, Kyrie becomes both scapegoat and savior. But the political squabbles of mortals pale before the true threat stirring in the cracks between worlds.The Nether Realm—a dimension of entities born from humanity's pain, rage, and despair—hungers to return everything to nothingness. As reality fractures and monsters pour through the widening breaches, Kyrie must stand as the final defense. Or is it the first line? The distinction hardly matters when existence itself hangs in the balance.To survive, he must reclaim the fragments. To protect those he's grown to care for, he must master powers that threaten to erase who he was. To save a world on the brink of collapse, he must become the very thing he feared the most. A god with nothing left to hold onto.But Brett Lenhart refuses to disappear without a fight. And the bonds he forges with the women around him, the steamy nights they spend together and the love of everyone he knows might be the only anchors keeping his humanity intact.This is the story of a man forced to devour divinity piece by piece, surrounded by women drawn to the power he's becoming and the person he's desperately trying to remain.Every fragment brings him closer to godhood. Every bond pulls him back toward mortality.In the end, only one question matters: When the last fragment slots into place and the final seal breaks, will Brett Lenhart still exist to face what comes through—or will only Kyrie, the Gluttonous God Remain.------I Adapt,. I Consume. To Transcend.Additional Tags:‎#Comedy‎#Academy#Steampunk#Gods#Beastkin#DarkFantasy#SlowBurn#Worldbuilding#Level up#StudentLife#Victorian Era#Mature#PowerCouples#Tragedy#PlotTwists#Suspense#EndOfTheWorld#ImmersiveWorldExplore this World and Have a Great Time.

At eighteen years old, Lin Qingyu was married as part of a Chong Xi into the Nan’an Hou Mansion, becoming the ill Lu Wancheng’s male wife.

On the eve of their wedding, Young Master Hou lay lazily on the bed and said, “Beauty, to be honest, I really don’t want to engage in domestic struggles. I just want to drift along, eat and wait to die. I want to be a salted fish.”

A year later, Young Master Hou became gravely ill. He took Lin Qingyu’s hand and sighed, “Wife, I’m going to die, but I think I can continue to transmigrate. In order for you to properly recognize me in the future, let us set a secret code.”

After the death of Young Master Hou, Lin Qingyu was prepared to stay a widow all his life. Unexpectedly, after only half a year, the great general who had rendered outstanding military service, actually came to propose marriage.

Lin Qingyu would rather die. But the general said but one statement, “If odd, change; if even, remain the same?”

Lin Qingyu: “…I will marry you.”

After two years, the general died in battle. Before Lin Qingyu even had time to grieve, he was recruited into the palace by the Emperor.

The emperor complained aggrievedly, “Baobei, this time I have became the Emperor. My salted fish dreams have been completely shattered…”

Lin Qingyu knew that although his husband was a bag of lazybones, no one was his equal when it came to conspiracy and schemes.

He rubbed the Emperor’s head. “Don’t think about it. Get started on those reports. Behave yourself.”