Oh, no! I Became the Sister of the Novel's Tragic Heroine! - Chapter 602 - : Swiftly Withdraw The Investments

“You’re pregnant, young master.”Valentin Wiche, the beloved only son of the Viscount Wiche family. One day, he realizes that he has been reincarnated as the villainous supporting character in a novel he read in his previous life. To avoid his miserable fate, Valentin seduces an alpha at a ball.“Your scent is truly dizzying…”Did that alpha enjoy their night together that much? He starts showing tremendous obsession.‘Where did this come from?’‘I must have this.’He only did it to avoid the terrible ending of the original story, but the result is pregnancy? Moreover, the identity of the child’s father was someone even more incredible than he thought – Reynard Dennox, the only heir to the notorious Dennox ducal family and a naval hero of the Heston Empire.On top of that, true to his reputation as a klutz, Valentin’s pregnancy is immediately discovered….“Why the sudden ring…?”“What do you mean why? We even have a child on the way, so we need to get married quickly.”

He defied the heavens once, he returns to do it again.In a past life, he was Xie Wuchen, the heretic god of cultivation. A rebel who shattered divine law, betrayed the celestial order, and vanished in a blaze of infamy.Now, he is Lan—a crippled prince in a world ruled by mana and noble bloodlines. His mana core is broken. His name is a joke. His existence, forgotten.Until the rain falls.And something awakens:[Forbidden Arts Synchronization: Complete][Elapsed Time: 16 years, 10 months, 15 days][Memory Restoration in Progress…]The soul of Heaven’s greatest traitor has returned with a hunger far greater than revenge.And he plans to do more than ascend the magical hierarchy. He will annihilate it.This time, he will forge an empire—not of nobles or spellcasters, but something this new world have never known—Cultivators, trained in arts banned by gods and feared by men.Those who mocked him will kneel.Those who ruled by birthright will burn.And the heavens, once again, will tremble.Magic rules this world.But cultivation will conquer it.

What would you do if your entire world were turned on its head? A Primordial System buzzing in everyone’s heads, displaying strange screens and other displays in their visions. Being thrown into a tutorial before entering your first System Event broadcast across the universe. Returning back to your home after the System Event to realize that it’s been filled with Gates leading to monster-filled domains, a good number of which have already broken and released their monsters into the world. And learning that the abilities every human being has – abilities that have led to the current structure of society – are nothing but the root of their Skill Trees. The very first skill in their Skill Tree out of many. Well, Ashley doesn’t know. She doesn’t remember anything other than some basic common knowledge from before waking up at the start of the tutorial with amnesia. So why should this change anything for her? Other than her finding out about the blood bestowed upon her by a certain primordial and her own Skill Tree. One with just a single skill. A skill to unlock the skill trees of those she kills. To assimilate. What to expect: Skill Trees, LitRPG Apocalypse, Skill Tree Assimilator(the ability to take the skill trees of those the MC kills that she can unlock through Skill Points without getting the skills right away), Livestreamed Dungeons, Livestreamed Public Battles and Events, Chaos Magic, Varied Magic due to Skill Tree Assimilator, and the MC does not start off strong in the start and only grows strong as she assimilates more skills from those she kills, the MC starts out without any memories and few emotions and slowly gains them throughout the series. What not to expect: I do not write romance(for the main protagonist), there will be no harem, there will be no reverse harem, and do not expect a really strong MC at the start of the story as she has to grow into that role.

What comes after death?

Val has a definite answer.

It's reincarnation!

After dying on modern-day Earth, he found himself waking up in a strange world!

The world was so strange that after death, humans would turn into zombies.

Negativity could give birth to devils.

There were also dungeons that, if left unchecked, could spell disaster!

This strange world was called Eldrich.

In this strange world, Val gained a chance at life when he acquired the Devil system!

[You have gained ownership of the Devil System!]

[Please choose the type of devil you would like to become.]

[Option 1: Shadow Devil.]

[Option 2: Blood Devil.]

That night, he grinned and the world witnessed the birth of a devil!

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A scene from the novel:-

The Anthrolisk's antennae twitched violently, its bloodshot eyes narrowed, and it gritted its mandibles. Rage bubbled up within it like boiling tar, yet it kept its fury in check.

“I admit,” it managed to grind out through clenched teeth, “you're stronger than me. On my own, I might not be enough to defeat you. But when my children come into the picture, everything changes.”

Val's eyebrow raised, “What children?”

The Anthrolisk responded by clapping its hands elegantly. Suddenly, the ceiling overhead split open, and gigantic cockroaches, each half the size of a human, crawled out. Their shiny exoskeletons gleamed ominously under the faint light of the chamber.

“Shocked, aren't you?” The Anthrolisk gloated, a wicked grin stretching across its monstrous face. “Let's see how you fare against my children! Little ones, get him!”

With the command given, the cockroaches crawled down the wall in an eerie synchronicity, their multitude of tiny legs clicking against the stone walls of the chamber as they closed in on Val.

Val, however, merely smirked, causing an ominous chill to creep down the Anthrolisk's spine. It could feel that something wasn't right.

“You're not the only one with henchmen,” Val retorted casually, his smirk broadening into a wicked grin that mirrored the Anthrolisk's earlier expression.

A sense of foreboding filled Anthrolisk and it moved to stop Val from doing whatever he was planning to do.

However, it was too late.

“Descend to the living realm, my horde of the undead!” he commanded.

Suddenly, reality seemed to bend and ripple around Val, as if it was a mere illusion.

Out of these distortions, countless undead emerged, tearing through the very fabric of space itself to answer their master's call. Their hollow eyes burned with a spectral fire, their skeletal forms imposing and dreadful. It was a sight to behold, a haunting spectacle that sent chills down the spine of the Anthrolisk and its children.

A little about Val:- Val is not good or evil. Ask long as it benefits him, he can be a saint or a devil, or both!

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