MTL - Divine Beasts And I Are Fated - Chapter 17 bounty

«Bleh.» — Imp. An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that’s what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however.

Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence.

It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

[Interstellar Beast World • Multiple Mates • Sweet Love • Grouppampering]After a car accident, Ruan Li finds herself in an interstellar future where men are nonexistent and male Beastmen reign supreme. Women are revered as the ultimate treasures, pampered and adored, while the Beastmen earn the living, maintain their dashing looks, and stay fit.Wait, is this the world turned upside down? No, no, no—this is the treatment women deserve. After two decades of being single, Ruan Li is ready to enjoy the perks.She accepts having five husbands the moment she transmigrates, only to find each Beast Husband is more than meets the eye. Once a spoiled and malicious female, she decides to turn over a new leaf and just chill. Yet, her Level 1 Healing Ability upgrades even in her sleep?The silver-haired, half-masked man with white eyes—why does he look so much like her eldest husband? Not sure, need another look.What to do with the foxy beauty at home who’s always trying to climb into bed? Urgent, need advice now!The silly and naive lion always wants to get close. Huh? Why does this handsome and cold gray wolf, comparable to a male model, look like her ex-husband?Ps. Beast Husbands ≥ 5, many one-sided loves, the heroine is not polyamorous. Plenty of tension and love triangles.

Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock!“Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business.”Hello, traveler!Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid?Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader.Right. This is probably where I give you my “tragic backstory.” Fine.I used to be human.Then I died.Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation.Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development.But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war.So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all.So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon.Just don’t ask about the warranty.There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

Luen transmigrates into a world where he is the sole surviving members of his family. He is informed that almost all of his relatives are dead and his father delivers his final words with his last breath.After his father's death, he finds a special ring with his family patterns on it.When he picks up that ring, “Declare your name”, a voice whispers.“My name is Ethan Polleta, and I will rebuild the family's name.”