The Heart System - Chapter 321

With the last name on his revenge list crossed out, Oliver died. In a twist of fate, he found himself in the past, before the chain of events had even started. Given this second chance, his aim was clear: to do it all over again, but this time, better.---As demons attacked the world, one of the most feared villains known to mankind escaped his prison.For the past decade, the high-security containment zone,“The Abyss,” had held him captive. But recent demon attacks forced the transfer of essential prison personnel, weakening its security.Seizing this opportunity, Oliver Thorne escaped.Contrary to expectations, he displayed no anger, rage, or remorse, instead heading directly for the heart of the demon army.The blood of the fallen rose like a tsunami, merging with him as he flew across the sky.He reached the center of the demon army.Suddenly, the world turned crimson.An enormous energy wave tore through space and time, shredding the strongest demons into dust.More blood erupted, fueling further explosions.Until everything was reduced to dust.The crimson devil, the supposedly unkillable villain, finally perished. But, unknown to him, fate had other plans.After death, Oliver Thorne was sent to his teenage years. The time before he became a villain.What would he do with the unexpected second chance he received?[ A/N: This is a modern fantasy novel that happens on a slightly more advanced parallel earth.The main character is a villain who regresses to a time before he lost everything.The main character’s ability is blood manipulation, blood storage and infinite regeneration with blood.]Tags : Action, Adventure, Scheming Protagonist, Villainous Protagonist, Politics, War, Military, Otherworld, Portal, Monsters. Super power, Super heroes, Super villains.

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

People all say that the fourth daughter of the Marquis of Jing’an is really lucky. She is favored in the palace, has heirs and has a good family background. That is really a great thing! In fact, Shen Chuliu himself didn’t know how he got to this point.

It was like this at first. The concubine next to her was playing the piano and dancing. Shen Chuliu said that I was not a performer.

The concubine next to her was writing poems and painting, and Shen Chuliu said that I didn’t want to take the imperial examination. People laughed at her and said she was not favored. She smiled slightly and said, “I have a family background.”

The emperor really has no choice. If the concubine doesn’t come to please her, he still has to see her! Who said someone’s mother’s family is really awesome? Shen Chuliu really didn’t care. Those bastard relatives liked him so much that he started to let himself go as soon as he entered the palace.

It feels good to let go for a while, and it feels good to keep letting go. As a human being, the most important thing is to be comfortable. If you are too frustrated, even the emperor will not be able to use it!

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Who is the real overlord on earth?

Human beings who claim to be the spirit of all things?

But when bees stop collecting honey, human civilization will come to an end.

Perhaps one day aliens will come, they may not necessarily study human society, but they will definitely study insect society.

This kind of little thing is all over the world, and it has a greater number than other biological species.

Its every move affects the balance and prosperity of the world’s ecology.

As an envoy of the Younv family, Meiji can manipulate genes, copy, transplant, and even transform and optimize.

In the ninja world, genes are also read as blood succession limits.

“Sa, feel the horror of the swarm.”

I am the swarm!

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