MTL - The Portal of Wonderland - v2 Chapter 7

A Japanese salary man was reincarnated in a different world with swords and magic. He reincarnated into the family of a powerful noble. One day when he became twelve years old, he was suddenly summoned by his father.

「 I do not mind whether it is a woman in the town or a maid in our house, learn about women.」

Having gained the permission of his father, he uses his power as a noble to have his way with women.

Laws govern existence. Arcons enforce those Laws. Across the countless worlds, civilizations live and die beneath their silent authority.And within such worlds Mana Regains supreme.But, Kairos was born with none.A manaless orphan with nothing to his name, he carved his way to the top through Aura alone, becoming the strongest user in recorded history.For generations, the people lived beneath the dome they believed was their prison, a cage holding them back from the world beyond. They tore it down.They celebrated. But when the dust settled, they realized how wrong they were.Without it, the continent's pillars crumbled, and Kairos fell with them..Fate, however, doesn't deal in injustice. It sent him back rewinding time to where it all began, granting him a second chance no one was meant to have.But the world he returns to isn't the one he remembers. A kingdom that never existed now stands. The worlds themselves hide secrets no commoner was ever meant to see. Strange phenomena ripple across the land with no explanation.Armed with the knowledge of a future already lived, Kairos sets out to reshape the very laws that govern magic, unaware that the entire history of the world has always been bound to his fate.-----“Ah one fire ball not enough, It's alright I will make em ten!”“I see, One enchantment isn't enough, how about ten of them?”“One arrow isn't enough how about one hundred of them”Tags#OVER POWERED FROM THE START#WEAKLING#HAREM? NOT SURE#ROMANCE#ACADEMY#MAGIC#Myrad Races#TIMELINES

Humanity had finally ended the war with the Demon Race and sealed them away, forever.However, they now have to face the treat of the Shadow World, an equally dangerous threat to their civilisation under the rule of the Emperor!Facing only misfortune from a young age, Nikolaus Reinhardt never expected anything good to happen to him.But his world completely changed when he awakened as an Ascendant, and accidentally summoned a member of the Demon Race in his house.Just because he messed around with a god damn book!

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.