Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady - Chapter 988 - : The Little Prince of the Ice Arena

Ah, so this is how death is? With the destruction of that nuclear project, we can now prevent a war from happening. I did it... I did it! It is now in your hands, guys. I will meet God in heaven and pray for the success of you all.

What does heaven look like? I will live my afterlife there and brag about how I help managed to make the world a better place.

When I am reborn, I want to see a festival where everyone will smile with no despair.

"Carry my commandment; bring peace upon this world and bring down the judgment hammer to those who wish of the world's destruction. Now live! Live to fulfill this duty and I shall grant you eternal happiness"

"Gather all babies over the kingdoms and execute them all!!!" The King can’t simply lose his authority due to a royal divine prophecy, foretelling the birth of the child that will cause destruction of his kingdom.

The Elduke mistress gave birth to her firstborn child, a son whom she had to say goodbye to. She washed her son away in the river, hoping that someday , someone will raise him well and he can bring a holocaust upon this Kingdom.

One day a young girl found a floating basket with a baby inside, her pure heart telling her to take the baby.

"Don't cry, you will be save, I'm here.. I won't let anything bad happen to you.."

She devote herself to take care of the baby, she can't let anything bad befell him.

"Mom, I will save this kid... please watch me from heaven, mom"

One morning, after being bound to the system, MC started his routine of always being captured/ attacked by the ML.

The Strongest Magic meets the Mightiest Mecha.

I have stolen Golden Mechas from the deepest vaults of the most tightly guarded fortresses in the world.

I have personally destroyed more armies than the top three superpowers have in the span of the Absolute War - combined.

I burned down the terrorist megacity of Habon.

I was expelled from the Union of Heroes at a younger age than people are allowed in.

I have talked to Ancient Gods, loved women, and devoured mechas that would make superpowers cringe in fear.

I have faced demons head on in moonless nights others fear to speak of during the day.

I am deified in a thousand cultures, and labelled as the devil incarnate in the rest.

I am the Mecha Emperor.

You may have heard of me.

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Excerpt from Chapter 1

This is where it all began.

A junkyard.

Oh no, this isn't your clean, mechas-only junkyard that was the 'starting point' of many mecha geniuses out there.

I have seen and heard my share of rags-to-riches stories, and many of them claimed that they had started from 'junkyards' and slowly grew to be where they were right now.

From Zero to Hero, they declared.

You can do it too, they said.

As long as you work hard, everything is possible, they claimed.

I call bullshit.

Life doesn't work like that.