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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · Fantasy
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325 Chs

Mal is Traumatized

Malachi appeared within a dimly lit cave that smelled nothing short of deplorable. 

There were small hastily made torches embedded into the walls, and all around him were pieces of shredded clothing and trinkets. 

He immediately recognized these types of surroundings, and he was suddenly filled with a desire to turn around and go home. 

A moment later, both Bianca and Aisha passed through as well and they quickly covered their noses from the rancid smell. 

"Hobgoblins... I would've picked a more conservative outfit if I'd know that they were in the dungeon."

"Ditto." Bianca muttered as she looked at her massive chest and exposed belly. 

Just like regular goblins, hobgoblins were effectively sex on legs as all of their thoughts seemed to be focused on screwing until they were soggy.