The Gentleman at the End - Chapter 690 - 688: Arrival

Reborn in World of Warcraft : Mastering All Beauty

read the first 10 chapter, and you will like it!!!In a world where every 18-year-old is granted a noble title and a domain, Reed was never meant to rule. Born in the slums, he survived by stealing, killing, and doing whatever it took to stay alive. The world despised him, and he despised it back.But when the Day of Lords arrived, fate played its cruelest trick yet.Goblin Lord.The weakest possible domain. The most pathetic summons. A rank that was practically a death sentence.But Reed doesn’t care. He never played by the rules before, and he won’t start now. Given absolute authority over his first Hero—a deadly and completely loyal goblin woman named Shia—he embraces his title with ruthless efficiency. There are no rules he won’t break, no enemies he won’t kill, and no limits to how far he’ll rise.If the world thinks it can laugh at him, it’s in for a nightmare.Because the Lord of the Forsaken doesn’t bow to fate. He breaks it.

When Caesar learned that he had traveled to the world of pirates!

In order to become stronger, I started hell-style training, looking forward to going to sea one day,

Stir up the situation and rule the world!

One day, a pirate group came.

Looking at the familiar figures behind the captain,

Caesar instantly knew his name – Lockes!

After the Island of the Gods incident…

Garp: When did a Caesar appear in the Rocks Pirates? Almost fell into his hands!

Roger: What kind of strange ability is this? Domineering! ?

White Beard: The scars on my body are thanks to Caesar!

Golden Lion: How is it possible! What ability is he hiding! ?

Kaido: Bastard, it turns out that this guy has been paddling all the time!

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I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?