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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

Nibbling Mouse

Within the safe space of Domeniul Ceresc, the body of a hellspawn was laid bare. She opened her eyes as her senses were tingling all over her body again, being caressed by the green grass.

"Am I in heaven this time?"

Inside the dome of heavenly radiance, her wound and mana were slowly blessing her. Tuli rubbed her eyes, still having a brain error of what had happened, when, or why she was still alive.

"The fight!"

Tuli stood and rushed to the edge of the colossus dome to be greeted by Ain, Asir, and several curious forest dwellers who wanted to see the reasons for the constant tremor of the ground.

"Miss Tuli, how have you been?" Asir approached her. "You've only been unconscious for several minutes. Please rest your mortal vessel more."

"Wisp buddy! Did Lord Ouroboros deal with that guy!?"

"Only she the Almighty knows."