MTL - Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality - Chapter 519 The king is forgiving (2)

One day, Raizou ​​Takakura, an average salaryman, had a Heart Attack and his life ended that day.

But, he got a second life, in a different world.

Reincarnated with strong skills―― wasn’t what happened to him, instead, he was reincarnated as a foot soldier in a small country, Highserk Empire, which was surrounded by large countries.

With a new name, Walm, he was thrown into the frontline of war.

Covered in blood and the stench of death, along with his comrades, he was slipping through life-or-death situations.

An adventurer party with members that could use powerful magic, transferees with overwhelming power called the “heroes”.

In a deadly battle with them, Walm gradually developed his talent as a warrior which would’ve never awakened if he were to stay in times of peace.

While his eyes becoming dark and muddy over time――

If mercy and kindness can't save the world, then this time, I choose violence. I was reborn in death, like sin under the blazing sun.——Ethan ColeHuff... What’s going on?There’s a flight attendant with a D-cup sleeping next to me!?Did I really get reborn!?Back to fifteen days before the zombie apocalypse game starts!?[Ding! Congratulations, lucky one! You’ve been granted a one-time chance to be reborn, along with a spatial storage ring!][Ding! Please choose: Join the humans or the zombies?]A cheat ability, and a storage ring!?If I choose to be human, I can stockpile supplies, hang out with different women in a safehouse... Isn’t this the perfect start for a post-apocalyptic hero?“So this time, I choose... zombies!”God: “Idiot!!! If I’d known, I would’ve given this rebirth chance to someone else!”

You Liangxing would never open the speech function in game.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.