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Versatile: Alternate World

"In the unforgiving corridors of time, I was brought to the brink, my life teetering on the precipice of destruction. But fate has granted me a remarkable opportunity – a return to the past, a chance to rewrite my destiny. Brace yourself, for when our paths cross once more, the world will bear witness to an unrecognizable future!" Enter the realm of Alternate World, a virtual playground where mere mortals are elevated to the status of gods. The moment this game touched the lives of players, our world, our very existence, was irrevocably altered. People discovered newfound abilities, and playing the game became a way of life, a livelihood. Among those players was Manato Tsukasa, an unwitting protagonist whose life was thrust into turmoil on the eve of his wedding. In the shadowy depths of night, enemies emerged, determined to snuff out his existence. He stood on the precipice of death, only to be granted an unexpected lifeline, a return ticket to the past. With the past before him like an unwritten book, Manato seized this extraordinary chance with relentless determination. Armed with the knowledge of his past mistakes, he embarked on a journey to exact revenge upon the architect of his misery. The game that had once been his escape from reality now served as his crucible, transforming not only the gaming industry but also the very fabric of our world. Yet, little did Manato suspect that Alternate World held secrets far more profound than any player had ever imagined. The game's mysteries ran deep, and the truth, obscured beneath layers of illusion, remained tantalizingly elusive. As he delved deeper into the game's enigmatic depths, Manato would soon discover that the lines between reality and virtuality were destined to blur, forever changing the course of his life and the world itself.

Kyosei · Games
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Have a Taste of My B*tch Slap

Izmir began to exude a pink aura, something I rarely witnessed when people had auras. Except for the fact that she was entirely naked, her presence within this aura was far from ideal. In comparison to the auras of bloodlust and rage, this one was unique. It radiated an intense heat, scalding like it was awakening my desires.

"Is this... the power of lust?" I pondered.

The men, tied up on the ground, began to convulse, and, well, they reached a climax. It was abundantly clear that her aura possessed a distinct influence that rage couldn't replicate. It weakened those in its vicinity, compelling them to unleash their burgeoning desires. I am even having a very hard time dealing with it.

"Sh*t...Damn it... I'm ready for any bloodlust or rage aura, but this aura of lust? It's throwing me off," I clenched my teeth, struggling to resist the overwhelming temptation.