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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 · Fantaisie
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263 Chs

Song For The Restless

All of the forest residents began to return to Domeniul Ceresc one by one, except one of the Forest Caretaker's vessels.

MF silently told her to guard Kushi out of kindness, the curious kindred spirit did what was told by her owner. She sat beside the young aiseirighian, watching over the sky filled with gleaming stars and colorful semi-transparent blanket, waving up and down gently to make the night more enjoyable for its admirer.

"'They are pretty, aren't they?"' Kushi thought that was read by the Forest Caretaker. "'My buddies and I used to go to the rooftops and watch them once a year, sometimes they don't appear, sometimes they do."'

The spirit replied, "'I feel a great amount of mana from it, as if it showers me like the sunlight."'

"'Mana? Do people really get superpower after harnessing that thing?"'