Only Sense Online (LN) - Volume 5 Prologue

The teenager Long Ao, ten years of silence, was reduced from genius to waste, and was ridiculed and mocked.

Ten years of persistence, ten thousand failures, and finally won mysterious Dragon Seal.

With Primal Chaos Saint Body, cultivation invincible cultivation technique, refining Heaven and Earth, devouring endless stars, sweeping the wasteland! Ask the vast stars, who dares to fight me? Boundless Starry Sky, War God! …

- Description from Uukanshu

Lorelai is an unwanted princess; a puppet in the hands of the royal family.Born weak and raised loyal only to her kingdom, she has no real power and is constantly abused by both her stepmother and her son.Her value lies in one thing only––marriage. Thus, she is to marry Duke Kalder, an old but powerful and influential man whose previous wives have all gone missing under mysterious circumstances.That is until she meets him.Tall, dark, strong, mysterious, irresistible, seductive.The King of Lycans. The King of Beasts. The Gypsy King.One who was once a slave now controls the biggest and strongest, most feared kingdom of the continent. And for some reason, he has his eyes set only on Lorelai.Important note: this is a historical fantasy novel and in its context, the word “Gypsy” is only used as a name of a nomad tribe and is not used as a slur.

I opened a rehabilitation center with all my savings for supervillains after realizing that my superpowers could help the society better this way. I want to change the violent and destructive villains into law abiding people.And I ended up staying true to my goal but in a different way.Warning --This novel has smut but not smut focused. Has Plot and story, developing relationships. Though it may feel a but slow in the start it will pace up soon.Harem.No hypnosis, No systemSmut. A lot in later chapters.No NTR.18+

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.