After Becoming A Mortal I Made Both Heros And Villains Eat Grass
Jidenna stared at the harem villain's unconscious body under his feet and the 13 knocked out beauties scattered around him. He looked at the sky and sighed, "Can't I have a break" **** After being betrayed and killed by the one closest to him Jidenna, an ancient god woke up in a rental apartment with no memory of who he was. His only clue was the acceptance letter on his laptop to a university across the continent and the insight that accompanied him: he could know the use of an object with a touch. But before he could fully adjust to his new reality he was poisoned. Dragging himself from the gate of hades he went on a spree of revenge and afterwards set off to another land for schooling. Thinking to himself that the action was over but he began to notice strange things ever since he entered Pǔshì University His roommate wanted to siphon his luck. His seatmate was a trouble magnet and a harbinger of disaster. The random elderly man wanted to steal his girl and make her his 108th concubine. As if that wasn't enough action already the world ended gods and monsters tore open the sky bringing forth a new era of chaos. Bursting with anger, Jidenna rubbed them all in the sand and stuffed grass in their mouths. ——— Contact me on Instagram @Daoist_Starweaver
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Days passed with Jidenna lying on the hospital bed, gazing blankly at the white ceiling.
Everything in his room was white, and sometimes Jidenna thought that time had suspended, if not for the beeping of the machine he was hooked up to and the muffled murmurs of people and the television mounted in the corridor.
The only thing left to accompany his wandering thoughts was the EMP machine.
That's why he couldn't be happier when he was discharged.
Jidenna silently swore to himself that he would never go back there again. It was simply a horrible experience.
According to his doctor, his clothes could not be saved, but Jidenna, on the other hand, was adamant about not wearing the blue patient gown back to his dorm room.
After some brief tug of words, Doctor Lu gave in and retreated. When he came back, he had a bundle of clean clothes neatly folded in his grasp.