MTL - Sweet Wife, Pampered Fast - Chapter 33 If you praise me again, I will be shy

(Warning Mature Content R-18)After a catastrophic plane crash, a group of college students find themselves marooned on a mysterious, uncharted island teeming with an ancient, aphrodisiacal energy. As they adapt to their new reality, the island's seductive influence heightens their libidos, awakening latent powers alongside primal urges of lust, envy, and avarice.Beneath the paradise-like facade, the island proves to be a manipulative prison, thriving on their deepest desires and fears. Survival hinges on more than just overcoming the island's perils; it demands they confront the beasts within, where every alliance is tested by temptation, and every passion could lead to their ultimate downfall.

Together with the shocking death of a famous gamer, a new VRMMORPG was launched.

“This is not just a game, this is about building a second life.”

Said Dr. Jeff Johnson, the founder of Ninecent, when he announced the new game.

[LAST SHELTER ONLINE]

It quickly became the number one wanted game that even affected the global cryptocurrency market.

However, after the mysterious death of his brother. Hiro’s life had been wrecked with no money left to spend and no place left to live.

That is, until he received a surprise late birthday gift from the deceased.

While other gamers around the world were scrambling to get the limited edition of full-dive VR, Hiro received the mysterious beta-testing access.

Being an expert gamer himself, Hiro soon found something unusual about the new game, and it seems that there’s much more to it than a simple game.

Will Hiro find the truth behind it all?

[System linked.]

[Welcome to Last Shelter Online]

Eli was transmigrated to a world of magic and became immortal.

He had endless life and could never die.

“Huh? I’m talentless? Then, I’ll just train for as long as I need, even if it takes 1000 years. That should be enough for me to become strong.”

“The skill is hard to learn? Then, I’ll take a few dozens of years to research it. There’s no way it’s that hard, right?”

“What? I can sacrifice my life force to gain spirit power? That’s a bargain!”

“The enemy is here? Hell, I’ll just hide for 10000 years. Let’s see if he can outlive me. I’ll come out once he’s dead.”

This is the story of an immortal who first struggled to live in the world of magic until he became strong enough to slaughter endless worlds.

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it’s the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

“It’s not yet time for you to go… You have one more task to accomplish as my host” A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

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“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

“You… Who are you?” I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

“Call me Death…”