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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

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Prelude to Chaos: Last Ditch Efforts P1

Nightshade duchy. Badlands.

The only urban settlement from the current battleground, which was deep into the Badlands, was the city of Curar.

"Aaaaaaargough!"

A monster howl could be heard from the only patch of open ground surrounded by dense vegetation. This patch was recently created. C-Rank and B-Rank spells being cast one after the other led to the creation of this battleground.

The residual mana signatures of mana spells and monster spells could be felt everywhere. It was an indication that a fight between powerful entities had taken place. Each side had their juniors too, who had battles of their own.

Suffice to say that the adventurers' side had almost won against the monster hordes. It was only the leader of the tribe that was alive and kicking to take care.

The monster that howled was a Gnoll King.