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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 monster!

"No, not much, young master," answered Sir Allister. "We lost five men, two horses, and we captured twenty-six of their men. The people you mentioned were also captured alive. They are in the tent right now. Do you want to go in?"

"Yes, I want to see them. Huddle the rest of them together. We may not need them anyway."

"Don't need them?" Sir Allister said with confusion. "You mean..."

"Yes, disregard them. They are of no use. Just some expendable trashes that are born just to make a mess of this world." said Damien.

Sir Allister looked at him like he was some sort of monster. He saw the way he was standing with the sword hanging loosely around his hand. The way the blood was splattered across the side of his face and clothes. Then he remembered the way he killed the bandit, like he doesn't even regard them as a fellow living and breathing being.

There was a truth in killing a sentinal being but he was all false.