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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.

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The Church!

After Danielle and the rest of the party left to face the impending darkness, Damien found himself alone in the desolate houses, meticulously searching for any shred of usable cloth to fashion into makeshift protection. The eerie silence enveloped him, broken only by the creaking of floorboards beneath his cautious steps. Dust danced in the dim light filtering through broken windows, adding an air of melancholy to the scene.

The abandoned homes seemed to hold memories of happier times, now tainted by the encroaching darkness. Damien's heart weighed heavy with the burden of loss and uncertainty. He stumbled upon some armor left behind, a stark reminder of the lives once lived here. Yet, he knew that donning such cumbersome protection would hinder his agility, making it a perilous choice against the relentless undead.