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Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"What are the odds of gods for not putting me on the top? Screw it! Let's hatch a plot blacker than a kettle calling a pot!" Enter MFX90! Preferred referral, MF! Not that Mother******. First letter: 'Messiah'! Second letter: 'Father'! Why? Because you'll be calling her Daddy!—Despite choosing to stay female for psychological advantage to many heroes and transmigators along the way who find her scrumptious. A poet who'd lull you with flowery words before crushing it. A psychologist where lies and truths are but the same as myth. A strategist who controls the marionette like a pirouette. And a devil who hates hubris to the core. Living in a chaotic world with Usurpers and Angels trying to ram each other like batteries, with an ounce of stupidity faster than the reeling tape of misery. That 'MF' is the exemplar of perfection! Because it will be impossible to defeat a cultivator with just a little tinker on her genes. Who would have thought that being able to harness the harness proved to be horrifyingly destructive? This advocate of determination deem herself as a Skillionaire, collecting every knowledge and capabilities just to categorize them into 'Skill' within her brain. An internal system she created for herself to ease her lunatic tendency of human experimentation. But this 'MF' has a horrible glaring weakness. She has stage fright. ------------ [Sometimes contain mature, triggering, gore, and questionable content. Read at your own direction] [Checking the Tags before reading is advised] ------------ The cover illustration belongs to its respective creator. ------------ Craving for more something less obscene but still with the same smart and interesting protagonist? Try my "Re: Tentacles System"!

Yokoyokai · Fantasy
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263 Chs

Beneficial Tour

"She is my first creation of life." MF took primis like a doll and carried her with one hand. "Cute, right?"

"She has striking similarities with you, Lord Ouroboros." Damascus leaned forward to take a good look and compared both faces. "Madam Foel's daughter?"

"I literally created her." The Ouroboros chuckled. "Why didn't you say anything about coming here today? I would've held a small party for a new member in the family."

"Aww, I'll enact the contract ceremony later after I meet with Madam Foel." Damascus took out an exquisite box and there was probably more inside looking at her cheerful expression. "I have some cuisines that I want her to try out."

"I'll call my wife here after she's done managing the Citadel for today." MF looked at the stone-skinned hellspawn behind Damascus. "Why don't you introduce me to your friend here in the meantime."