MTL - Hidden Corner - Chapter 638 Holy Bit Two

【StrongFL，Faceslapping】【Superrich ML，sweet pampering】Lin Wu was reborn.Her mother was duped into a sham marriage by a worthless man.And she herself was the pitiful illegitimate daughter kicked out of a wealthy family.She was mocked, “What can a wild child from the countryside amount to?”Facing adversity, she smiled faintly.What did being an illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family matter?She helped her poor mother to kick her worthless father to the curb, quickly gave her stepmother the boot, crushed the trash.She established her own skincare brand, living a prosperous life ever since.Forgiving her enemies? Never.If there's no justice, she will be the justice herself.——Just as Lin Wu's life is thriving, her grandfather's family, who had been missing for many years, finally found her!And so, the woman who everyone thought was forsaken, divorced and saddled with a child, unexpectedly became the sole heir to a super wealthy family.What shocked Lin Wu even more was that her “good-for-nothing” car mechanic boyfriend transformed overnight into an unattainable top tycoon.Afterwards, Lin Wu became a lady of high society, who got everything handed to her on a platter and was pampered by the tycoon to the heavens and back.——Later.Lin Wu had become a renowned female entrepreneur.Standing on a high platform, she delivered her speech:“Our ancestors mostly valued boys over girls. They neglected the education and growth of girls, trapped them between household and trivial matters, asserting that husband was heaven and son was earth. Once betrayed by men, these women would lose their support and be condemned as ruined!”“But today!”“Look at this plaza filled with thousands of people, they are all young female entrepreneurs, the hope of humanity!”

Reborn in the world of Naruto, Otis is granted a single “Legendary Skill”: Throwing. No chakra beasts. No kekkei genkai. Just the art of hurling things... perfectly. Now a towering five-year-old in Konoha, Otis must survive a ninja world that laughs at his gift — until they see what a true master of throwing can do.------------------------------------------Disclaimer:This is a fan fiction inspired by Naruto by Masashi Kishimoto. All rights belong to their original owners. No copyright infringement intended. For concerns, contact me and I’ll take it down.------------------------------------------(A/N):This Fanfiction is written by me.This is not a translation or adaptation.I upload on Webnovel, Royal Road, and Scribble Hub only------------------------------------------Want to read ahead?Join my Patreonpatreon.com/pacifist01https://discord.gg/SeF8utGspM

Anne's life takes an unexpected twist when she meets her mate, the Alpha wolf prince Damien. Her world shatters when he rejects her, casting her out of the pack and into exile. To escape certain death, Anne flees to the human world, hiding her true nature and the secret she carries.Five years later, Anne has built a new life among humans, raising her son in peace. When Damien unexpectedly stumbles upon Anne and discovers their child, the heir to his pack, old wounds are reopened, and forgotten bonds are reignited.Damien is determined to reclaim what he lost, but Anne is no longer the same broken wolf who once loved him. She is stronger, fiercely protective, and unwilling to be hurt again. As Damien battles to win back her trust and integrate their son into his legacy, they must navigate a path of betrayal, redemption, and unknown enemies.Can Anne forgive the past and accept a future with the man who once shattered her heart? And can Damien prove he’s worthy of the mate and child he abandoned?

He was not a human since no human is aware of himself even before his birth.

He has no blood and no heart, but emotions?

He does have feelings, but can he express them?

Why was he called a Devil’s Spawn at his birth?

Why did they cut away his arms and a leg?

Why did no one ever visit him for years?

And why does this emptiness... feels so... just so familiar?

Why does the Void feel so... full?

Who is he? Or rather... What is he?