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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 · 幻想
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Angels Of Wax

Accompanied by the rustling wave of the sea, the twin sisters were afloat above the surface of the waving water. Whilst they are intrigued by the phenomenon that they have never seen before, they felt the threatening conclusion on what made such a thing exist.

They didn't even change to their battle outfit, they wore the new dress that they requested today instead.

"Say, Lues," Pitka glanced her gaze to her sister with a poker yet moody face. "Do candles look forward to being used?"

Lues had the same mixed-feeling flair as her grimace looked more frowned than before.

"The candles have no right to bear any desire or opinion. The world locked them into a singular purpose of dying for the sake of others.

"But as long as they could see the satisfied face of a lonely child that is eating her bread within the dusty damp cabin, I suppose they would look forward to living another reincarnation and hope that they aren't forced to do any evil."