The Son Of Ragnar - Chapter 115 The Gate Has Fallen!?

[Warning: Mature Smut Content!]Having incredible powers, diving into dungeons to hunt monsters, and being celebrated as an idol worshiped by countless people—that’s what it means to be a Hunter. Becoming one is the ultimate dream of all people. But not everyone can achieve it, because the first requirement is awakening.Adam, a student at the world’s most prestigious Hunter Academy, failed. Powerless, he became the only ordinary person among them, mocked and bullied without end.Home was no better. His stepmother and stepsisters treated him as less than garbage. Adam’s life was nothing but hell with no escape. Until one day, as his stepsister trampled him, something inside finally awoke.He unlocked a forbidden power: the ability to stop time, along with a perverse System that had only one purpose—Revenge.From that day on, everything changed. One by one, he punished those who tormented him, bent them to his will, and began building a guild of beautiful women who submitted to him.This is the rise of Adam, the Depraved Time Lord.

“Darling, I love you…” He was the heir to the consortium and she had just divorced. The day she was divorced, she was kidnapped and forced to be the doctor in charge of his case. To add insult to injury, this man would sleepwalk to her bed every two to three days… another headache!

“Listen up, my obedient disciple, it's time for you to descend from this mountain. Your master has arranged a marriage for you with a stunning beauty, and it's quite a steal!”With those words, the master absconded with the dowry, leaving Lin Chen feeling both aggrieved and furious. Determined, he descended the mountain to find his betrothed.However, fate had other plans, as he was waylaid on the road by a captivating woman who insisted he play the role of her fake boyfriend. To make matters even more bewildering, this woman bore an uncanny resemblance to his intended bride!

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.