Isekai Maou to Shoukan Shoujo no Dorei Majutsu - Volume 1 Chapter 3.09

The Yan family has a pair of real and fake daughters. According to the normal plot, the real and fake daughters generally have a bad relationship, and the two of them fight to the death. However, at the very beginning of the story, the real daughter knew that she could not win against the fake daughter, so she decisively lay down and prepared to be taken away.

Yan Jun is the fake daughter of the Yan family. She awakened the power of time when she was eighteen years old. She can know the past and foresee the future.

When she ‘accidentally’ met the actor on the street, she asked him to do a fortune telling, “Actor, I calculated that you have a fortune worth hundreds of millions waiting to be inherited.”

Sure enough, under her guidance, the actor returned to a wealthy family and then entered the financial circle.

When she was traveling and met the boss who was seeking marriage, she took a closer look and found that the boss’s red line was broken. “This CEO, if you are asking for a match from Yue Lao, why don’t you ask someone to arrange a match? I’m familiar with this matter, and I can help you get it.” red line.”

Not long after, the boss successfully found his wife.

When she accidentally met the little poor man who was being used as a substitute by the scumbag, she grabbed the little poor man and said, “I’m telling you, Bai Yueguang, the king of the sea, is at XX place. You can throw back a few of Bai Yueguang’s fishes, okay?” Women don’t look for boyfriends in trash cans.”

Later, he became someone else’s Bai Yueguang cinnabar mole, and found a wonderful man.

When Yan Jun became famous, many people came here to see him, but it was hard to get a chance to see him.

Knowing that Yan Jun loved the real daughter the most, those who came to ask for help from Yan Jun all tried to please the real daughter.

True Daughter: Thank you very much to my sister because she took me away.

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A bitter old man gets tossed into the world of Tamriel, as a descendant of a religious madman no less, watch as he delves into the secrets of magic and explores the wonders of this danger-filled world, and with luck and a lot of magic juice possibly even beyond.This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic (or anything for that matter). English is not my native language but I think there shouldn't be too many mistakes. The story will focus on magic and exploration with most likely a bit of romance later on.

I was betrayed in my first life.A cripple, broken and discarded—I died after catching the one I loved in bed with the only person I ever called a friend.That was the start of real torment.When I woke up, it was in another world.A goddess stood before me.She told me I could go back.Back to my world.Back to everything I lost.All I had to do… was play my part.The side character.And I did.I followed the script.Played my role to perfection.They hated me.Mocked me.Used me.Again and again.But I kept going. Because I believed her.Because I wanted to go home.Then one day, I found out.The hard way.It was all a lie.There was no going back.There never was.She used me.Again.Just like everyone else.Thrown away like trash once I outlived my usefulness.That was the day something inside me snapped.And so, I made a vow.I would take everything from her.I would enslave every single heroine she chose.And I would kill the hero she placed all her hopes on.If she wanted to protect this world…Then I would burn it down.But the more I tried, the more things started to change.And then one day—I found one of the heroines.One of the hero's yanderes I had enslaved.She stood there, trembling, a knife in her hand.“You’re not going anywhere,” she whispered, eyes wild.“I won’t let them have you. You belong to me.”...What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening?!

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