MTL - Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal - Chapter 1237 Flying sword

The world has changed into something like a game.

It resembles a survival virtual reality game where people were attacked by zombies and monsters.

And I was the last user of that game.

A man transmigrates as Dominic, an extra in a game. Being chosen my the Lords to defeat the MC of the game, he has to level up to the greatest ever limit. He has to defeat the MC but he needs some women by his side to help him. He needs the greatest harem. Exploiting them he gains not just a harem but also copies their special abilities.Just like a game, he gets to take down every member so as to face the MC.Please read on. I may not be frequent in updating but if I notice a good start I could release frequent chapters. Also support me with power stones.

Overnight, the world's common sense changed.But then...“It's common sense that erect penises are cared for with wet pussies, right?”“Customer, shall I milk it for you? Or would you like to milk it yourself?”“We promised when we were young! That I'd become your ona**le!”This is more enjoyable than I thought?Harem | Erotic | Incest

Once upon a time, there was a makeup artist who possessed outstanding skills and top-notch aesthetic judgement. When he did makeup for various stars, he could embellish sharpness onto the smooth vases that lacked edges, and he could make models who exceeded the boundaries of aesthetics to appear delicate and soft, more approachable to people.

Male stars loved to request him, for he had a thorough understanding of masculine charm in particular, and the makeup he did was never garishly slathered in oils or powders, instead exuding a natural, dashing air of elegance.

Female stars loved to request him, because not only was he excellent in his skills, he was also everyone’s closest confidant; when they chatted, he could easily hold any conversation, and his mouth would be tightly sealed, never allowing anyone’s privacy to slip out.

Although this person was quite young, after getting by in the makeup industry the past few years, he was virtually considered as a distinguished personality in his profession, and would be referred to as a ‘master’ wherever he went.

But he had a terrifying secret. He needed to carefully tread on thin ice and couldn’t expose even the slightest traces; otherwise, nobody would invite him to work ever again, and nobody would apply to the classes he led anymore.

—He was a straight man.

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