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Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

Do not buy privilege chapters for this month! I repeat, do not! I'm taking a break from writing. I'll come back sometime later. But not this month, though. The editing chapter would be released sometime later too. I'm exhausted, sorry for the inconvenience. Death! Such a powerful phenomenon holds the truth about the living. But when you're dead while "masturbating" it is another matter and when you find death isn't the end, it is also another matter. Damien was just your average perverted young man, who just doesn't even have time to tame his little dragon. He dreamt about becoming a small-time villain in the novel called 'Blood & Throne,' where the villain named Damien Von Zadkiel, was just a useless and perverted son of a powerful duke. He got away with pretty much everything; he slept with the most beautiful of beautiful ladies. Hell, he even slept with Queens and other important ladies from the noble households. He enjoyed life until he triggered the 'War of the four Kingdoms,' when he slept with the Winter Queen on her marriage bed. The Winter King who came back after defeating the ice demon found them snuggled under his bed. This triggered the tension between the kingdoms to break out, ultimately resulting in the war. But before he could even watch his own doings, our villain got killed by the so-called protagonist for enslaving his girl. But even his death was worth it as he got to enjoy everything fine in his life. Fine ladies, fine food, money, and everything you could dream of. The office Damien wanted a life like that, where he could just leisurely enjoy everything. Fate had other plans for Damien, as he suddenly died of a heart attack while taming his roaring dragon and finds himself in the body of his very own idol.

Eternal_Ruler_ · Fantasy
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266 Chs

The power of a slap!

The air froze as the two brothers looked at each other. One with contempt and murder and scream, the other with rage and calmness. Daenys felt the shivers run down her spine, looking at her elder brother. 

Something is wrong with him. This was not the way the old Damien reacts. He would've avoided confrontation with anything at all but this...

Then images of him saving her from the frenzied mob played in her mind. He had used ice magic at that time and she never got the chance to explain how he was awakened. She felt odd and wondered why.

Then Daemon screamed and lunged at Damien.

It was so fast; it was hard even for her to keep track of him, but she saw it. She clearly saw the way Damien casually sidestepped, grabbed Daemon's hand, and throw him into the air. 

Daemon crashed on the ground. He lay there for a moment, before repeatedly pounding hard on the ground in frustration. He screamed, and yet Damien was calm.