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Records of the Weakest Emperor

Calvin Villanueva was once heralded as the savior of the world. His might was unrivaled despite possessing the weakest class in Las Felipinas. But in a cruel twist of fate, his achievements were turned against him and in a span of a single night, he went from experiencing heaven to plunging into the deepest parts of hell. Captured and imprisoned by the Sucklings, an alien invader who came from a different realm. Calvin became their Scribe, the Keeper of History, and ultimately... He arrived at the peak of the weakest Writer Profession and became the Author of Fate. Unfortunately, it was already too late. The world was now in ruins and Calvin only had a single choice in front of him. It was death. He may have chosen death but he had proven before his death that he was indeed the true savior of humanity. Manipulating fate, twisting time and space... Calvin went back to the past for a second chance to turn things around! This is a story of someone who was once at the peak, striving to return to the summit while correcting his past mistakes, against all odds, and clashes against unscrupulous gods and the supernatural he shall once again find his own path to the top. Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Adventure, Action, Evil Gods, Evil Religions, Goddesses, Hidden Abilities, Industrialization, Mature Protagonist, Manipulative Characters, Mystery Solving, Mythology, Nobles, Time Travel Disclaimer: Reviews comparing the novel to scog will be deleted. Don't be so braindead to think that just because the mc has similar circumstances to the mc of that novel the novel is now a copycat of that awesome novel. By that logic, all isekai is a copy of the Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court and all FPS games are a copy of Halo. Read on and if you hate the similarity then, move on. Thanks! Want to contact me? Come into my discord! discord.gg/sDjM5MB

TheAdventurer · Fantasy
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A Hanging Sausage

Shadis eyed the other men.

In an instant, they made their move and immediately took down Fatty Zachary from the ceiling.

A tape was also plastered across the latter's face as three men carried him inside one of the rooms in the Paradise Room.

While all of this was happening, Charles was quick to clean the room.

In just three minutes, the room was now free of any blood, nor any signs of struggle or battle.

"You may come in." Shadis's voice rang out and the female attendant twisted the door handle. It wasn't even locked in the first place.

Entering the room, she discovered that the room looked completely ordinary, aside from the fact that it was strange how there wasn't any woman inside the room. Turning to look at one of the adjacent rooms, the female attendant seemed to have detected a few muffled noises from unknown sources.

A smile crept up her lips as she thought. This Shadis sure knows how to enjoy himself.