MTL - Abyss Domination - v2 Chapter 91 Hell poet

“She had just traveled through time and now she’s doing a cesarean on her dead mother? And the children were still alive! Then, she had barely had the time to relish in her joy before the stupid villagers were going to burn her as a witch? Later, an emperor arrived on his horse and said, “Come with me.” The girl asked, “Why?” He answered, “Help my precious horse deliver her foal!”

Lin Fuyin had only thought of leading a quiet life with her two siblings after avenging her mother. She had never thought of being embroiled in the murder within the royal family as a village girl! Follow Fuyin through her tempestuous journey and as she stands at the top of the Wei Kingdom! The phoenix flaps its wings, about to soar…”

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Reborn as a sword, he lived for hundreds of years, and then he occupied the body of a 15-year-old prince.

In a dilapidated temple, a young man receives an outdoor webcast system, and thus, his webcast journey begins. He easily finds lingzhi worth thousands of dollars, keeps a falcon as his pet, and displays skills that leave his audience in awe. When he turns his head around, he discovers that the whole world is watching him.

When he joins a show, everyone asks, “Is this webcaster cultivating to be a deity?”

Someone exclaims, “This isn’t an adventure, this is a vacation!”

A reporter asks him, “Your fans claim that you know martial arts. Is that true?”

He answers, “Not true.”

Yet, in the next moment, when a little red bird flies past him, he takes a leap from a tall platform before jumping down…

I was just your average burnout. Now I’m a kobold in a dungeon where everything wants to eat me—and frankly, I get it. I look delicious.Reincarnated as the weakest possible monster in the worst possible place, I start with nothing but panic, backward knees, and a skill called Civilization Mimicry—which is sealed. Because of course it is.But survival isn't the story.This is the story of what comes after.Of finding meaning in the scraps. Of building law from ashes. Of kindling memory in a place designed to erase.Because even if the world sees kobolds as nothing, I’ve seen what we used to be.And I’m going to bring it back.Firelight by firelight. Burial by burial. One fragile tradition at a time.Because if the world wants kobolds to be nothing?Then I’ll teach it what nothing becomes when it learns to dream.