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What? I Actually Reincarnated As Stepping Stone In Another World?

{Warning!} If you like fantasy concepts that are quite different, you can try this out, my friends! Conspiracies, wars between Empires that sacrifice many lives, battles between powerful people that cause the earth and the sky to shake! Of course, the various scenes of {R-18}{Yandere}must be something that must appear in the fantasy genre, right? Hahaha If you're interested, this is something to try! ------------------------------------------------ Zayn, a successful second-generation individual who excelled in various fields and was often referred to as the "Perfect Human" due to his mastery, was tragically killed by his former fiancée. The cancellation of their engagement led to his ex-fiancée developing an obsessive love for him, which ultimately drove her to stab him in the heart, resulting in his demise. ''Honey~ I won't let you go, even after death!" Upon his death, he found himself reincarnated into a fantasy world novel he had once read. This time, he was reborn as Arthur, a character destined to be a mere side villain and stepping stone. Determined to rewrite his destiny and not be a pawn for the protagonist, he vowed, "I will alter my fate and ascend to the pinnacle of this existence. The protagonist? Let's see who the true protagonist is now!" A journey against fate in a fantasy world where the strong eat the weak... Begins! ------------------------------- Note: [Humm the cover image is not mine and if anyone who has it asks, of course, I'll change it! Thank you!]

SaintOfDarkness · Kỳ huyễn
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Without pause, the trio advanced to the room's terminus, where yet another black door awaited.

Witnessing this, the sharp-featured man turned his attention to the guard at his side, inquiring, "Are they contained herein?"

The guard met his gaze with affirmation, responding in composed tones, "Indeed, they are confined within. Special chains ensnare them, precluding the use of elemental arts abilities to escape."

With a measured stride, the guard pressed forward, withdrawing a crimson key from his pocket.

Guiding it into the aperture, he elicited a sonorous "Click," subsequently urging the door ajar.

"Whoosh!"

The door's ingress unveiled a spectacle that defied expectation.

Within the confines of this unique chamber resided two female forms, fettered at the neck, wrists, and ankles.

Blindfolded by ebony cloths, their vision was obscured.