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Good Villain

| WPC #153 World of Villains Gold Tier | How great is it to actually get a system and transmigrate to different worlds? But how unlucky is it to transmigrate only into villainesses... Avina is a good girl with good grades, good looks, and good friends. Only thing is that she has princess syndrome. And now faced with an unfortunate, unwanted, undesirable death, she has a system and has to transmigrate into different worlds in order to live once more! Hmph! This Princess is so good looking and beautiful! I have no reason to waste my precious hands to push a peasant! I am so beautiful and talented, how can I hang on one tree! It’s not him who doesn’t need me, but ME who doesn’t need HIM! System: Host, shouldn’t you flatter the target and gain good will? Avina: It is beneath me to flatter a hooligan. Hmph! Warning Notice: Content is PG; mild hints of inappropriate language but still safe to read :) [SCHEDULE]: the goal is daily, the dream is double daily, the min. is 3x per week, Author Intro./Diary has more info

Yuki_Nightingale · Fantasy
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447 Chs

Please Don't Fall In Love 20

Avina contained it in herself from rolling her eyes. She looked at him up and down and thoughtfully noted his weakness. His scrawny lil arms couldn't even take her to town, not to mention take her down.

This man, who was labelled scrawny, towered over Avina by at least a head tall. He had musclehead written across his forehead and his pectorals could crush coconuts. He didn't seem like the sort of guy who would lose to a 'damsel in distress.'

But Avina was no damsel in distress. She may take up the name damsel but she was by no means ever in distress. At least, not distress caused by her surroundings. Perhaps her own caused distress, but that was another issue for another time.

Avina may not have rolled her eyes, but she did click her tongue. "Where's Donolve?"

"Donolve?" the man's eyebrows raised. He didn't expect to hear such an important name from such an unimportant person. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and asked, "What da ya need him fer?"