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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 · ファンタジー
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System Removal

Elon heard every word that was spewed, all of them were forced into her brain as if a funnel was gushed into her skull, listening to the flowing water that was poured.

She looked at the halo once again, her mind calmed down a little.

"... What is your purpose…?"

"Certainly by now, your 'system' would've given you a quest that is affiliated with me." MF dug through Elon's reaction. "They promised you a reward, no?"

"A Soul Binding Orb… and ten immortal loot boxes…"

"Pfft! Only that much?" The Ouroboros sneered as she held her laughter. "You do know that being someone who is affiliated with me holds much, much, and much more than just ten randomly generated rewards, and a single soul stealing ball. Correct?"

"Yes…"

MF stood, she then unconnected her consciousness strings from Elon's Soul Center, rendering the chimaera's heightened perception to blind once again.