Full-Level Rich Daughter Makes a Strong Comeback - Chapter 987 - : Disappointment

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT R18][SMUTS]Rex Rexilion was a scumbag piece of shit—and he knew it.He was a bully. A serial heartbreaker. A man who laughed at consequences and crushed others for fun.When death finally claimed him, Rex expected hell. Instead, he woke up in another world.A cruel, lawless fantasy realm where heroes are hypocrites, gods are bored, and morality is just another currency.Before Rex could even process his reincarnation, a sarcastic system appeared before his eyes with a mocking, smug, and disturbingly honest personality.[Desire Authority System Activated.][Objective: Harvest desire from all womens you can get.]The rules were simple and ridiculous: the deeper the desire of MILFs, GILFs, queens, widows, and forgotten legends, the stronger Rex would become.All of his strength, skills, titles, even fate itself would bend to him as long as he continued indulging in temptation.To Rex, it sounded less like a curse and more like a joke.A joke he was very willing to play along with.Armed with shameless charm, villainous intelligence, and a system that grew stronger the more morally questionable his actions became, Rex carved a path of chaos through kingdoms and noble houses alike.Seduction replaced swords. Manipulation replaced honor. And laughter followed wherever disasters unfolded.Heroes hunted him. Churches condemned him. Empires whispered his name with fear and fascination.Yet Rex never pretended to be a savior.“Villain?” he would scoff.“No. I’m just honest about my desires.”As wars ignited over affection and alliances collapsed over whispered promises, Rex Rexilion rose, not as a hero, but as something far more dangerous:A villain who understands desire better than gods.In this world, righteousness will fall.And Rex will laugh as it burns.----------------------------What to expect:No NTR, No Yuri, A lot of Netori where MC steals someone's girl, pure villain MC, and LARGE harem

The mentally disabled 13 year old daughter of the Ye family, one day re-births! She rules over the Omnipotent God’s Cauldron, she possesses a spirit cultivation space. She’s no longer the good-for-nothing, abandoned girl who everyone bullies whenever they see her! With her incomparable poisons, even miracle doctors have to move to the side.

Spirit beasts beg for contracts, but too bad, even the God of Beasts have to call her Boss. Scum father, you dare to abandon your wife and daughter, she will surely make him destitute and homeless. People of the world, you dare to bully her, to insult her, she will definitely pay them back a hundredfold.

Reborn again into the world, she returns as a sovereign, but who knew she would attract the nefarious-blood-thirsty-demon him. He’s definitely the sly emperor who doesn’t hesitate to kill and cut down anyone, but he transforms into a harmless foolishly cute prisoner prince of an enemy country……

Cassian Ven Dyke, the bastard son of a powerful ducal family, grew up in the slums of Veldora under the care of his father figure, sword master Russel. When Russel passed away, Cassian was left with only a silver necklace as his inheritance. After putting it on, Cassian was attacked by three psychotic thugs who tortured him in an attempt to steal the necklace. Refusing to give in, Cassian was ultimately stabbed through the heart with the very same necklace. Instead of dying, he mysteriously vanished as the necklace lodged itself in his heart. Just before disappearing, he heard an eerie message echo in his mind:[True mana detected. Origin: Human...][Human detected. Compatibility with system: Confirmed.]

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…