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Qin An was a former senior grim reaper who retired after serving the underworld for thousands of years. Because of his outstanding service and had enough merits, he was given a chance to become a human and unexpectedly transmigrated to the Interstellar era. But, how can he live his retirement days when has no money and everything? So, Qin An entered a reality talent show for idols and became an existence that everyone admires to.

The demon beasts spent 1,000 years praying for the return of the sealed soul of their demon god, so he could save them from the wrath of the heavens and restore their glory. But when this demon god awakened from his seal, he casually declared: “Rebel against the heavens and lead a demon army to take over the world? Nah, that sounds like work. All I want to do now is rest. Officially retiring as the demon god!” ——— I died and woke up in a BL novel as the villainous demon god who died tragically. Well, obviously I’m not going to live through this stressful fate of being a demon god and dying. So I quit. I’m not going to get involved with this plot. I’m just going to be a salted fish and maybe find love in this land with hot men. [System notification: You can’t escape your fate without getting rid of the evil seeds you planted!] “Evil seeds I planted? What the fuck is that?” [The demon god created the 7 deadly sins in the world in the form of 5 ancient beast babies. And if they aren’t stopped, your tragic fate will reoccur!] Fuck. Now I’m left babysitting ancient beast babies who are somehow my babies. But that shouldn’t be too hard, right?! Baby Dragon: Gets angry and burns down the whole house. Baby Lion: Keeps making everyone an enemy. Baby Tiger: Steals everything available in the market. Baby Mermaid: Keeps making random strangers sleep with each other! Baby Cat: Sleeps all day while feeding on literally anything. "....." “Well, at least I have a supportive Phoenix husband to help me with the babies”—that would have been my thoughts if my husband wasn’t the same person this villainous demon god had tortured for years. The same man he had made his lab rat and slave! He probably wants me dead now. [System alert: The Phoenix is angry and might blow up in 10 hours! Coax him to prevent triggering your doom!] Huh? I also have to babysit my walking time-bomb Phoenix husband who wants to kill me every day?! ———— •Xianxia danmei x Beastworld •Married Couple •Older Master Shou x Younger Disciple Gong. •Fluff and Angst COVER NOT MINE

UNDERGOING REWRITE/REVAMP FROM CHAPTER 1 . . . Always open to comments, reviews, critism and encouragement. In any case, thank you for reading!

Feng Ruoyun thought it was already the end of his life when he died on the Zerg war after serving the world as the healer of Interstellar. However, he transmigrated on a young man's body with the same name as him and became the 'vase' of his idol group named Ellipsis. After also finding out that this world is full of mental pollution, Feng Ruoyun's instinct out of responsibility came out again. And that is to heal. Yet, the world is full of chaos. Can he truly 'heal' everyone with just using his ability? ****

"Dying from corporate overwork? A cliché. Reincarnating as Lady Elara von Lexen, the 'Villainess' destined for the chopping block? A nightmare." Elara knows exactly how her story ends: the Crown Prince, Kaelen the "Executioner," will have her head in exactly six months for her family’s crimes. But Elara isn't waiting around for a tragic finale. She’s an accountant, and it’s time to balance the books. The Master Plan: Audit: Uncover the Lexen Duchy’s secret slush funds (Done). Embezzle: Siphon enough gold to buy a private island in the Southern Seas (In progress...). Ghost: Disappear from the Empire before the "Hero" arrives to claim her life. But there’s a massive glitch in her spreadsheet. The cold-blooded Prince Kaelen is suddenly showing up at her office every midnight. Why is he more interested in her ledgers than her execution? And why does he keep looking at her like she’s a treasure he’d rather hoard than destroy? Elara thought she was just stealing a retirement fund, but she might have accidentally embezzled the Empire’s most dangerous secrets. Can a forensic accountant outsmart destiny, or will her "early retirement" end at the guillotine? What’s Inside: Smart Female Lead: No damsels here—just high-stakes math and cold brilliance. Enemies-to-Lovers: A slow-burn romance with a Prince who’s supposed to be her killer. Heist & Comedy: Watching a villainess rob her own family blind is half the fun.

Jiang Wanyue was stabbed in the back by her teammates and died among a pile of Zombies. When she opened her eyes, she had become a concubine in a Marquis’s manor who had climbed into the master’s bed. A letter of divorce was thrown in her face. A man stood with his hands behind his back, silhouetted against the light: “Jiang, you committed adultery with an outsider. You should have been beaten to death. However, considering you have served the Old Madam for many years, your slave status is revoked. Leave.” With a splitting headache, Jiang Wanyue was thrown out of the Marquis’s manor. “Bah! You shameless little harlot! The Marquis’s manor treated you well, yet you dared to have an affair? Scram!” An old nanny spat in her face and gave her a few kicks. She looked at the sky speechlessly and miraculously got reborn in the ancient time, in another body. Fortunately, her Spirit Field Space followed her. No need to panic. When she returned to her original household, she was stunned. More than a dozen people lived in three crumbling thatched cottages. Her parents and siblings wore clothes covered in patch upon patch, and the young children were barely dressed, never knowing where their next meal would come from… It was fine; she could help them out. She had finally escaped the apocalypse and wanted to enjoy a happy life. Who would have thought that natural disasters would strike? The people suffered unspeakably and were forced to flee the famine… “Damn Heavens, you’re messing with me!” Fortunately, she had stored plenty of supplies in her space beforehand: guns, food, Stun Batons… While others struggled just to survive on the road of flight, she lived in luxury. When the plague arrived, the Spirit Spring in her space could cure it. When war broke out, and barbarians burned, killed, looted, and even ate human flesh, her Submachine Gun mowed down swaths of them. The cold and aloof ex-husband, the enchantingly beautiful Prince Regent, the obsessive and sickly “little milk dog”… why were they all coming after her? “Hey, hey, hey! Don’t cling to me! I came to ancient times to retire!”

“Down with the villain!” The townspeople rioted at the gates while Yu Yan calmly sipped her tea, occasionally nodding and raising her fist along with the riots like she was cheering on a football match. “Down with the villain!” she hollered along with them, on the balcony above. One of the townspeople snarled, “Do you have no shame? You kill us, and then you mock us?” Oh, right. She blinked, remembering. She was the villain. Oops. It had been two weeks since Yu Yan, a lazy millionaire’s daughter, transmigrated into the body of an incompetent Queen in a novel she read. Twenty years before the actual novel takes place, the villagers are set to riot and take over the Kingdom. “Aiyoo, if they want to riot, let them riot. If they get tired, send them water. If they need more people, go send the guards to riot with them. Easy.” She’s read enough books to know that the butterfly effect is dangerous. But this time, she won’t die. “Belluse, have you made the preparations?” “Yes, Your Majesty. The carriage is ready.” Fake her death, run away to the villages of the neighboring country to her secret mansion, die there, and hope for the best. Let the male lead sort out the country in twenty years. Of course, she didn’t expect the male lead to come find her. “Uh..Your Former Majesty…” He hesitated. “Your personal attribute says ‘Immortality.’” .... *updates every Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays* *600-1.2k words each chapter* *starting to get published on Royal Road* *contact me on instagram @enna.core for questions or just to talk*

I died a fool. I spent my first life chasing a Prince who hated me, only to end up on the executioner’s block because of a "Saintess" and a lie. Now that I’ve woken up eighteen again, I’m done with love. It's expensive, exhausting, and it gets you killed. My new goal? A quiet retirement on a private island, funded by the very empire that tried to destroy me. To get there, I need a bodyguard. Not just any knight, but Kael the man destined to become the strongest Hero in history. Right now, he’s just a starving gladiator in a cage. I’ll buy his freedom, and in exchange, he’ll be the sword that carves out my path to wealth. It’s a simple business deal. No feelings, no drama. At least, that was the plan. But the Hero I’m raising is starting to look at me with an intensity that isn't in his contract. And as it turns out, he doesn't want his freedom he wants me.

This story is about finding 'Milk' donors. A lot of 'Milk'. Damon was just a typical nobody. He was getting bored with his flat adulthood life because his job as the Webtoon's Artist stole almost 20 of his 24 hours. When he was about to take a long break, he died. He got reincarnated in another body that he drew. Unfortunately, his new body is not anybody's favorite. He's the Villain! But in the world of peace with humans, demons, angels, gods, elves, dwarves, beasts, and dragons ... are neighbors. As if it's not bad enough, A 5-year-old girl called him "Daddy!" and followed him like a duckling. Damon has no choice but to adopt her. Until he realized that she could only consume 'Milk!' The better quality of the milk, the faster Damon will find out the reason why he got reincarnated. ... [Drawing System has been granted] [Stage 1] [A 100-mL Baby feeding bottle has been sketched] [10 drops of milk essence will be consumed] [Proceed?]

Jiang Wanyue was stabbed in the back by her teammates and died among a pile of Zombies. When she opened her eyes, she had become a concubine in a Marquis’s manor who had climbed into the master’s bed. A letter of divorce was thrown in her face. A man stood with his hands behind his back, silhouetted against the light: “Jiang, you committed adultery with an outsider. You should have been beaten to death. However, considering you have served the Old Madam for many years, your slave status is revoked. Leave.” With a splitting headache, Jiang Wanyue was thrown out of the Marquis’s manor. “Bah! You shameless little harlot! The Marquis’s manor treated you well, yet you dared to have an affair? Scram!” An old nanny spat in her face and gave her a few kicks. She looked at the sky speechlessly and miraculously got reborn in the ancient time, in another body. Fortunately, her Spirit Field Space followed her. No need to panic. When she returned to her original household, she was stunned. More than a dozen people lived in three crumbling thatched cottages. Her parents and siblings wore clothes covered in patch upon patch, and the young children were barely dressed, never knowing where their next meal would come from… It was fine; she could help them out. She had finally escaped the apocalypse and wanted to enjoy a happy life. Who would have thought that natural disasters would strike? The people suffered unspeakably and were forced to flee the famine… “Damn Heavens, you’re messing with me!” Fortunately, she had stored plenty of supplies in her space beforehand: guns, food, Stun Batons… While others struggled just to survive on the road of flight, she lived in luxury. When the plague arrived, the Spirit Spring in her space could cure it. When war broke out, and barbarians burned, killed, looted, and even ate human flesh, her Submachine Gun mowed down swaths of them. The cold and aloof ex-husband, the enchantingly beautiful Prince Regent, the obsessive and sickly “little milk dog”… why were they all coming after her? “Hey, hey, hey! Don’t cling to me! I came to ancient times to retire!”