My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 2219 - 2219 Puppet Under Control

Tragedy struck in form of his father's death, leaving their poor but happy family in shambles.A few years after, when their life was showed signs of coming back on track, another tragedy struck, Ryan lost his mother and younger sister to wildfire.Devastated, Ryan lost the will to live and ten years later, at the age of 28, died in a car accident.At the last moment, he was happy because he was finally reuniting with his family and reunite he did, but just not in the way he thought.He opened his eyes and realized he had traveled back 10 years in time, to the day when the fires broke out and took his mother and sister away.This was his chance to save them and change the course of his life. Goddess of luck also seemed to be smiling upon him because he got a system.Armed with ten years of memories and the fantastical system, he will rewrite his and his family's destiny.... but he did not expect that he would be playing a much bigger role.===Additional Tags: Smut | Illicit | Pervert | Okyadon | Milfs | Wonderful Story | Unveiling Mysteries | Complicated World | Secret Organisations | Superpower | More might be added if needed |

After waking up in the body of the Young Master of the Luo family, he finds he has the knowledge of hundreds of games and Light Novels. However, he finds his Dantian is crippled, so he can’t practice cultivation! Luckily, he has the Upgrade system.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

Life Mission – a game that has become reality.