MTL - Overlord in Cultivation - Chapter 2201 Group of enemies!

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.

In 2077, the gods sent potential successors across the cosmos to Earth for the God Trial. The result: the apocalypse and the rise of history’s most unlikely Harem God candidate.

Leon Traxler was a sociopath that faked his emotions and had a phobia of using women for sexual desires. Yet he chose the power to build an overpowered harem because finding strong, loyal companions during the apocalypse was unlikely.

It was a calculated decision, but he got something he hadn’t bargained for.

Emotions.

With a power that leveled him up through emotional milestones and a system that made him feel them for members, he quickly amassed power and decided that the apocalypse was a blast.

Driven by a desire to make his violent yanderes happy, a love for animal ears on women, and a narcissistic wet dream to be the only man on earth, he decided to partake in the God Trial.

His strategy? To raise an army of women, build a city for his harem, and start a cultured civilization that would naturally end when he died.

Join Leon as he becomes a celebrity on god social media, rises to power on earth, and lives life as a playboy in the apocalypse.

Three Souls lay in one body,

One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all.

And He lost it all.

The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world.

A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning.

He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release.

And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself.

And the Third?

The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead.

He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, Yet manipulated Space.

His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body.

His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos.

His enemies were greater than one could count.

His luck is worse than shit.

And Yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above.

He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny.

[Warning: This noval features Mature Content]

She wanted love, but he wanted revenge!

“Okay.., Thanks for saving me..”

(I said, and turned around to leave his room)

Mark: “It's better, If You Remove Your Undergarments”..

(A sudden shrill electrified my body when I heard those words. I turn around to look at him. He is just doing his work on his laptop very casually. I didn't respond and turn to reach the door.)

Mark: “Your wound will heal soon, so...”

Anna: “Okay...”

(What I just say?

Did I actually agree to remove my undergarments?

It's embarrassed me.

I just rush out of his room in a hurry, but when I unintentionally imagine his words, my heart starts racing.)

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Anna is devastated when her best friend Ria dies mysteriously. Whereas Mark, who is Ria's older brother wants to find the culprits, who are responsible for Ria's death....

Both Anna and Mark teams up to find the facts regarding Ria's case but they don't know that they fall in love to eachother...

They feel like they can't live without eachother...

On one fine day, both of them confess their love to eachother and their relationship leads to marriage...

However, there are secrets behind Ria's death that will threaten the fragile romance blossoming between Anna and Mark and it leads Anna to be his slave...

Mark wants to take strong revenge on Anna by entering into Slave aggrement...

But Anna always trusts that love always Wins over revenge, so she always enjoys his sexual intense punishments out of love towards him...

But to his surprise, he starts to find himself falling in love with Anna again.

Revenge Wins?

or

Love Wins..?

No matter how many fights you may get into, if you truly love someone it should never matter in the end...

Love Always Blossom...

Follow the book for further details...

Hope you will enjoy it...

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In the first 100 chapters Mark behaviour is a kind of Pervert and tease Anna in all possible ways...

After 100 chapters, he realised his love towards her and started giving values to her wishes, He replaced Anna's nightmares with dreams,

Anna's worries with happiness, and her fears with love...

(Just bear his pervert behaviour of first 100 chapters and see how he will change step by step towards Anna...)

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Anna's wish:

I wish to wake up everyday to the feel of your breath on my neck...

The warmth of your lips on my skin...

The sound of your heart beating with mine...

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Once, you were my salvation

My light

My peace

Now, you are my prison

My captor

My king

Your once warm eyes,

Are now, cold as ice...

You once took my heart in both hands,

Calling me the finest in all the lands...

But now your stone cold, dagger-like stare,

Makes me want to run away like a startled hare

I’m no pet to be kept,

No exotic beast to be bound...

Even with all this rage against you that I hold,

What am I to do except do as I am told...