WPC NOV Winner *** “Hmph, my dumb big sister is in danger!” A mischievous grin spread across his face. “Hehehehe... this gives me the perfect excuse to finally use this treasure I’ve acquired but never bothered with!” He rummaged through his belongings, carefully selecting various items. “A bit of this... and this... and a dash of this.” Boom! The explosion of energy sent a ripple through the air as he laughed maniacally. “Hahaha! It's done! Now, all I need is a compatible host for it.” Years later... “Did I overdo it?” he wondered in awe, watching as his creation wreaked havoc, conquering world after world with ease, as though stealing candies from children. **** As you saw the synopsis, it will be :- Op Mc Harem World Travels And one side beating
As the last of the crimson hounds fell, their blood seeping into the ground and merging with the pulsating chasm, Asher's laughter echoed through the air—though it wasn't quite him. His crimson eyes glowed brighter, taking on a dangerous, almost feral light. A sinister smirk tugged at his lips as he surveyed the carnage around him.
The real Asher had retreated into the recesses of his mind, leaving his alternate persona—ruthless, unrestrained, and hungering for destruction—in full control.
"Ah, look at this," Alt-Asher murmured, his voice dripping with dark amusement as he stepped over the lifeless bodies of the beasts. "Such a lovely playground, soaked in blood and chaos. The perfect stage for me."