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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

Wait, we are sibling students?!

"The Midnight Consortium is here," his voice echoed through the vast room. "And I believe the student of the Golden Hero can be of great assistance to our cause."

Damien felt a chill run down his spine at the mention of his master.

He looked at the knights who were still looking down. 'How the hell does he know that?' His mind raced in anticipation, as to what would the wise and kind master was going to do with that information.

"You might be thinking how I know about that man?" The old man chuckled, caressing his long silver beard.

"That is correct, GrandMaster," There was no need to lie to the man. He could see through deception just like his master, but that old man didn't ask about his past. Something told him, Hero Aryan knows about his truth. Does this man know it too?