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I Only Have Support Skills

[Warning! Adult Novel!] The emergence of dungeons has reshaped the world. At the age of 16, individuals are bestowed with the 'blessing', which grants them skills to aid in conquering these dungeons. Meet Dante, our protagonist, who initially joined from squad to squad as a support member and possessed only an F-rated skill potential. Due to this limitation, Dante faced discrimination and endured bullying. However, driven by his determination to survive, he managed to obtain a system that would pave the way for his growth and newfound strength. However, the system he acquired only reward him with support-related skills. Fortunately, these abilities can also be applied to himself. Can he truly break free from always being at the receiving end? Dante emerged from the shadows, reborn under a new alias, embodying the person he yearned to become. While the System bestowed upon him great advantages, it also presented him with perilous challenges he must confront. *** What to expect: 1. This has an 18+ tag so expect sexual scene, especially after he fully accepted his new identity. 2. Superpower in a dungeon, or you can say mutants in a dungeon. 3. Mc is a crazy villain. 4. Update time: 12:00 AM(GMT+8) 5. At least 7 chapters per week with 1,500 words to 2,500 words. 6. If overall gifts reached 1000 coins, there will be a mass release of at least 5 chapters at the end of the month. About the author: Handsome! Volume 1: Power Corrupts the Mind(Completed) Volume 2: Playful Eka(Completed) Volume 3: Three Devils(Completed) Volume 4: Unknown Volume 5: Unknown Volume 6: Unknown

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Tarik's Revenge(Part-4 End)

The moon's brilliance peeked through the dark clouds. It's a cold light shining upon Nowem city, adding a solemn and heavy mood to it.

Compared to the night sky's silence, the city is full of noise. Sirens kept reverberating in the streets attracting the attention of passersby. But they immediately went back to looking at their phones or watching the tv in a cafe or restaurant. 

Those who are eating put down their cutlery, their eyes never leaving the television. 

The only thing that is echoing inside the restaurants is the voice of the reporter followed by the sirens outside. 

On the screen they're watching, clouds of smoke are covering the scene and the whole stadium couldn't be seen. 

After a while, a collective gasp echoed. The race track is gone! There's only a huge crater looking at the mouth of a beast ready to swallow the world. 

The camera then kept looking around, seemingly trying to find something.