A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love - Chapter 185

Transmigrated into the world of High School DxD, Roy believed he had been handed a life of luxury and glory. Born into the prestigious Lucifuge family, with his Sister Grayfia as his strict yet devoted older sister, he thought he was destined for greatness. 99,997… 99,998… 99,999… 100,000!!But... reality proved harsher: Roy lacked demonic talent and, despite years of training, remained a Low-Class Devil. his peers effortlessly achieve High-Class status, he’s been trapped in a cycle of endless sword practice and ridicule. Yet, he refused to accept mediocrity. Ten thousand sword swings a day, relentless training.. Until one day..[Ding! The Strongest Demon King System has been activated. Access functions to learn more.]---- High School DxD - Main World!1 - High School of the Dead [●] - First2 - Demon Slayer [●] - Second3 - Akame Ga Kill [●] - Third4 - Bladedance of Elementalers [●] - Fourth5 - Campione [●] - Fifth

She was reborn in the 1970s, when there were no mobile phones or TVs, people lived in poverty and marriages were arranged by families. He, the wealthy and powerful head of the regiment, who governed the local army, helped her join the army so that her family would no longer be bullied and could live a good life. And Suddenly, he proposed marraiage to her...

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.