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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 · Fantasy
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263 Chs
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The Grace From The Infinity Serpent

"Cyanotype, I'm sorry to disappoint you but, I think I won't get any new horns this time."

"Aww."

"The enlightenment, it's still ongoing?" The infinity serpent leaned forward, genuinely wondering what kind of new power that the Ouroboros of Neamh would acquire. "As many times as I look at the angelic runes, I still vivify myself to a lengthened extent."

"Ouroboros, you can't decipher the xeno-formation?" MF wryly smiled as she gazed to the edge light of her frame. Waiting for something to happen within her body.

"Fufufu, as wise as I must be, my way of information acquisition, and problem solving capability is still far unrefined in comparison to yours, Ouroboros of Neamh.

"Only those who acquired the connection or soul latched by the mark of approval could see and perceive the hidden contraption behind their magnificent work. Even though we're already one, the halo only approved your soul as its bearer."