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Leave Me Alone, Heroines!

The King Of Assassins was a monster that reigned over the world of hitmen for long years. He was the absolute peak that no other being could reach. His name reached the ears of every powerhouse in the world and sent shivers through every human. Yet, his legend came to an end suddenly when he died in unknown circumstances. However, instead of disappearing forever, he was given another chance in another world by the goddess of reincarnation. It was the world of an old book that he read back in the time. A world where everything was possible, where humans could reach new heights that were impossible in his old life. But, this place didn't seem to be normal as it carried a huge surprise that will make his journey seem all the more interesting. The Goddess of reincarnation wasn't as holy as anyone would think. She was nothing but a twisted being who found a toy to play with. The goddess manipulated the world that he was going to and changed all the heroines into these twisted beings that fit her character. They were all now harboring this unhealthy obsession toward him and trying with all their powers to take him away for themselves. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Check out my other book too: Paradise Online. If you like MMORPG :)] Note: If you enjoy yanderes and a cold and rutheless yet believable MC, then this book is for you. Hope you enjoy Don't forget to support the book and give me your opinion in a review :) The cover is not mine. all rights reserved to the original artist.

ClashingBlades98 · Fantasy
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Chapter 245- School Ceremony (Part 3)

Chapter 245- School Ceremony (Part 3)

The curtains that covered the stage opened, and light focused on the stage. A few seconds later, footsteps could be heard coming from the background. Who came out was a middle-aged man in his 50s with a long beard and long white hair.

His face was filled with scars, and his left hand missed two fingers. One look was more than enough to know that this man was a seasoned veteran. His demeanour alone could make people feel suffocated from sheer pressure.

He stopped in front of the microphone and then looked at the people present with his sharp eyes. A few gulped a mouthful of saliva from sheer fear and nervousness.

"Welcome to our Soul Academy. My name is Serven Walker and I'm the headmaster of this institute. Pleased to meet all of you." He bent his head slightly as a way of greeting everyone there.