Transmigrated as the Cuck.... WTF!!! - Chapter 157. Reunion

Jin-Ho Kang was just another B-rank Hunter—one of countless warriors struggling to rise in a world dominated by monsters and guild politics. When an A-rank dungeon scouting mission goes horribly wrong, he and his team are slaughtered. He should have died.But instead of death, he awakens in an abyss beyond mortal comprehension. A voice older than time itself speaks to him, a decree is made, and the truth is revealed—he is no longer human. He has inherited a power that was never meant to be his.The world forgot him.But he has returned.As a Sovereign.As the Monarch of Shadows.And as the boundaries between life and death begin to blur, the world will soon realize…The true King has awakened.

[#Warning Yandere]Arthur, a 24-year-old man, was living his life normally on Earth, but until one day, on one of the most important days of his life, he died under some unexpected circumstances.But this was not the end as Arthur had expected, as he was reincarnated in the body of a 17-year-old handsome young man. However, the world he was reincarnated into was not a normal one, as things like magic, which he had read about in novels and manga, were common in this world.Yet this was not the most surprising thing he found out, as the people living in this world had reverse gender morality.Arthur didn't get a cheat like those protagonists in the novels he had read. However, due to his greedy personality, he unexpectedly found himself as the owner of one of the greatest treasures of the cosmos, which didn’t tell him anything other than showing a strange riddle.[You have become the owner of Ethelarion Replisis][Name: Arthur]#Ability: I am the shadow that walks with you,Not quite the same but near and true.Half the strength but have many faces,Absorb me to reclaim your grace.Five years ago, when Mana first came to this world through a portal that opened due to foolish nuclear testing by some power-hungry country, but that was not the only thing that came as terrifying monsters also arrived with it.On the brink of their last hope being lost, by some miracle, another portal opened, through which a single female elf came, who wiped out these terrifying monsters in only half an hour. However, it didn’t stop there, as now Elves rule the magical Earth, and against absolute power, no one stood against her.___________#No NTR#No Yuri

The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.