The strongest Demonic Immortal
I will not be bullied in his life, so i shall take on the name Frankenstein, when my enemies remember my name let them shiver......wait i am a transmigrator? and i also have a system ? Frank was abandoned in the military academy at the ripe age of 15 only to find out that his parents had mysteriously disappeared leaving a message explaining that he was not really their child but the transmigrated soul of an evil entity from another world, he refuses to accept it but slowly he comes to understand his true nature and after unlocking his memories he sets of to control the world his motives unknown but his drive and determination unquestionable Follow our protagonist Frank as he sets off into this new world, his goal to become stronger and one day rule the world,. with war is at every corner. Watch as he makes alliances and enemies in this world of mythological beasts, cultivators, ,evil entities, and gods on his road to the top, Will his ambitions lead to peace in this world? Or will he bring about the ultimate destruction of this world ? chat on discord https://discord.gg/k93VX3H4 NOTE: Fair warning the mc will not start out ambitious but when he unlocks the seal in his mind around chapter 108 he will become smarter and more scheming Make it to that point so we can go on this journey together For those who don't like the fatty jack please note that the author and the fatty are one and the same i will make myself a beast in my own novel no need to be worried he will be a badass
Half breed
"Enough." An old man waved his hand casually, causing the mercenary to rise up.
He looked to be from the Ghost Face Mercenary Company, so it was normal for him to protect their members.
"Hmp!!" The hairy old man then turned to look at his student.
"Kang wins," he said firmly.
This battle was not a life-or-death match, so her attack was uncalled for, but for the old man to declare his student the winner, it was a bit far-fetched.
However, no one said a word about his decision for some reason.
"Next battle," the hairy old man casually said, seemingly forgetting all that had just happened.
Bor grabbed a huge sword and walked forward. Each step easily shook the ground.
Kang, seeing Bor, could only shake his head.
Bor and his senior disciple were of the same generation, but Bor was far weaker, causing him to be a source of amusement for them.
"Does he really think he can win?"
"How would I know?"
"Some people just never give up."