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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

Crystal Of Life

One day had passed and the morning came with a bright smile to remind the first generation of Lautus Tunguska's disciples that they've endured an extremely painful process of becoming a supersoldier that they were promised to be.

The battlefield at the far west from the Domeniul Ceresc had been ongoing for a while, forcing Cyanotype to summon more than 100 Boogeys. Around more than one kilometers square had been engulfed in the perpetual clash of those otherworldly creatures that wanted to settle an outpost for their hunt for the Ouroboros.

Despite their determination and frustration, they couldn't think of why their allies were dying unnaturally one by one and they have become more than crazy.

Thankfully, they were more than ten kilometers away from Domeniul Ceresc and those ugly creatures were too focused on finding out what is the cause of their ally's death.