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Will of chaos

The Mc reincarnates in a world of magic and adventure as a Leech, follow his adventure in this mysterious and exciting world as he goes from the weakest creature to the shadow being that everyone is afraid of. Will he pursue the path of strength alone? Or without realizing it he will become the king of the greatest empire that ever lived. ----------------------------------------------‐---------------‐-------------------------------------- This is my first story and English is not my native language, I am using Google translator to translate the story for me, I accept opinions and questions in the comments for this week's chapter.-------‐--------‐----------------------------------------------------------------- I intend to make this a long story so all the development of the Mc and the world will be slow for a proper construction, be warned. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I know the first few chapters have some errors, but I've improved my writing as I progressed through the story, after 10 chapters there won't be that many errors. ----------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------------‐--‐---- Please vote for the tags. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tags: Male protagonist, non-human protagonist, evolution, adventure, action, harém, fantasy.

Pendragon_DNT · Fantasia
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1491 Chs

Cap 1084: Stepping up to combat part 5

Pov Lilith: 

"HAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHA..." (I) 

"Fun, fun... this is so FUN... HAHA HAHHAHAHAHAHA...." (I) 

Since I entered this place everything is amazing, the lack of my senses doesn't mean much, in the past, I was deprived of my senses many times and learned other ways of perception. 

Since I met my father and was reborn in such a wonderful way I've been learning so much more, it's been so long since I've been surrounded by enemies full of malice like this, even if their goal is not to humiliate me but to kill me, the general picture is still the same. 

I can still feel the malice they emanate, I can feel their eyes and other senses pinned to my body as a target for elimination. 

How many times at that time did I dream of dismembering the people who looked at me like that at those ridiculous parties, how many times did I imagine bathing in the blood of such despicable beings.