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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_ · Fantasía
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The undead wyvern!(3)

As the battle wore on, the group's exhaustion began to take its toll. Their bodies ached, and their movements grew sluggish, but they pressed on, drawing strength from each other and their shared purpose.

The wyvern, however, seemed to draw power from its own demise. It emanated an eerie aura that pulsated with dark energy, its undead form seemingly reinvigorated. The creature's wings, once faltering, now beat with newfound strength, and its eyes burned with an unholy fire.

Celeste gritted her teeth, her mind racing for a strategy. "We need to find a way to break its connection to this realm. There must be something keeping it tied to this existence!"

Lumiere nodded, her mind sharp despite her fatigue. "Its corruption must be its source of power. We have to cleanse it!"

Aurelia, her face determined, stepped forward, her hands glowing with a purifying light. "I have the power of fire and purification. I can do this, but you all must protect me!"