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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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Pseudo Angel

Panic was never a factor. She looked into the maw of her burning reactor, as it tried to absorb the unknown energy within the unknown dimension as much as it possibly could. MF saw that the property of this unique mana-like energy was highly different from normal mana or subconscious strings like those within the symbols pill.

But due to the identical form, it was compatible with the mana reactor enough to deem it as mana and convert it into 'Strange Matter', corroding MF's body from the inside through the conducted bone's passage. So MF tweaked her mana reactor to create one more socket to store this unique energy, isolating it out of her body structures.

The words still echoed in her mind, prying more and more, she found out that the unique plane of existence was similar to a soul's hidden private realm within a living being. Essentially, she was currently within the private space that contained the soul of Anvriel.

'So this is your true form.'