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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · Fantasi
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1922 Chs

Skill Ownership

"Hmm. My current wealth should be enough to get the Skills I want."

Eren concluded as he looked at the number of Menaka's Runes on his Spectral Screen. He then sighed at the fact that he had been working hard to earn something he couldn't even touch with his own hands.

"This virtual wealth feels like one huge scam to me," he mumbled to himself. He became kinda homesick as he remembered how wealthy he had been in Anfang.

His homeworld had tangible wealth. For all the benefits the Mesh provided to him, this was something Labh Salem couldn't give him. Not really.

Labh Salem liberated his actions. But he felt like this world had trapped his mind somewhere, forcing him to run after something he could only see as digits on a Spectral Screen.

"When in Rome do as the Romans do, huh? Instead of fighting it, I better find ways to exploit this system and make it work in my favor. That fat bird surely had some weirdly wise things to say."