The Dragon's Kiss - Chapter 103 - ONE HUNDRED THREE: So You Can Fight?

The low-ranking behemoth, the iron mountain is invincible in the horizontal push, and it is called the king of the backing.

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[Dimensional Magic Cube's Instructions][1. The Dimensional Magic Cube can automatically absorb the energy that exists in the dimension. Once a month, it can randomly open a dimensional channel and perform dimensional travel.][2. The Dimensional Magic Cube has the ability to convert various powers from different dimensions, ready to be activated and used at any time.][3. There is a storage space inside the Dimensional Magic Cube, which can be opened and used at any time.][4. ...]This is the story of a man who once couldn't choose his own future but vowed to live for himself in this new life.Carrying the Dimensional Magic Cube, Riezel arrived in the world of swords and magic and wandered through different worlds, hoping to find a new beginning.===In a nutshell, a story about a man from Earth who got transmigrated into a fantasy world (original world that act as the main world) and has the ability to travel to various anime worlds to become stronger.Visited Worlds:1. Danmachi (Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?)2. Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba)3. ...

After an unexpected accident, An Luo was reborn as the young master of a business family. Even as his grandfather’s favored grandson, he seems to only be a cannon fodder in the brothers’ struggle to seize power. However, the most frightening thing is… the strange emotions that flicker in his little brother’s eyes as he looks at him. At that moment, overwhelmed by his brother, An Luo angrily thought: Could it be that he is doomed to never escape this vicious cycle of “brotherly love”?

An Luo(frowning): After rebirth, I don’t want to be together with some strange person.

Someone(suddenly appearing in the back, smiling): What did older brother just say?

An Luo: …Nothing.

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…