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Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"What are the odds of gods for not putting me on the top? Screw it! Let's hatch a plot blacker than a kettle calling a pot!" Enter MFX90! Preferred referral, MF! Not that Mother******. First letter: 'Messiah'! Second letter: 'Father'! Why? Because you'll be calling her Daddy!—Despite choosing to stay female for psychological advantage to many heroes and transmigators along the way who find her scrumptious. A poet who'd lull you with flowery words before crushing it. A psychologist where lies and truths are but the same as myth. A strategist who controls the marionette like a pirouette. And a devil who hates hubris to the core. Living in a chaotic world with Usurpers and Angels trying to ram each other like batteries, with an ounce of stupidity faster than the reeling tape of misery. That 'MF' is the exemplar of perfection! Because it will be impossible to defeat a cultivator with just a little tinker on her genes. Who would have thought that being able to harness the harness proved to be horrifyingly destructive? This advocate of determination deem herself as a Skillionaire, collecting every knowledge and capabilities just to categorize them into 'Skill' within her brain. An internal system she created for herself to ease her lunatic tendency of human experimentation. But this 'MF' has a horrible glaring weakness. She has stage fright. ------------ [Sometimes contain mature, triggering, gore, and questionable content. Read at your own direction] [Checking the Tags before reading is advised] ------------ The cover illustration belongs to its respective creator. ------------ Craving for more something less obscene but still with the same smart and interesting protagonist? Try my "Re: Tentacles System"!

Yokoyokai · Fantasie
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263 Chs

The Deity Of Tribunal Blight

It had been 5 hours within the Ouroboros' divine spatial dimension. One hour had passed on the outside world. MF's Nerull's Bane and One For All Bestower had been activated all the time throughout the intense process

The surge of Ki's malevolent substances began to grow larger and larger in volume. MF had been using her consciousness strings to manually prevent Ki's soul and body from breaking apart.

'What with this intense minor ascension? Is it because of my influence due to the vassal and master pact!?'

MF noticed the 'mark' that she gave to her vassal had been radiating a weird sign for a while. As the report papers began to form a vortex with Ki as the center, so did the divine power that MF had been continuously using to fuel her vassal from breaking.

Until at one point, everything stopped. The whole charade ended with a pulse of shockwave that almost knocked MF out from her stance.