Black Moonlight Holds the BE Script - Chapter 68: God nailed out

When the apocalypse descended upon Earth, Erix's fate took a chilling turn when he was bitten by a zombie while asleep. But unlike others, he defied the looming death and transformation, clinging to his humanity with unyielding determination. What emerged from the ashes was extraordinary—a Hybrid Zombie with intellect intact.

In this new world, where the planet's evolution was driven by enigmatic Labyrinth Towers that appeared overnight, everything changed. The landscape transformed, and beings, both flora and fauna, evolved dramatically. People discovered the means to gain power by hunting monsters, exploring diverse dungeons, acquiring unique skills, unlocking exotic classes, and engaging in global events.

Amid this chaos, only a single law remained supreme: the law of the jungle, where only those with power, determination, and wits could reach and reign at the top.

Yet, Erix was not alone in his odyssey. His fiercely devoted girlfriend, Rin, matched his ruthlessness and recklessness at every turn. Together, they embarked on an extraordinary journey fueled by their intense love, unbridled ambition, and hunger for power as they birthed grand ambitions in this new horizon.

Join this outlandish duo as they navigate treacherous obstacles, confront formidable adversaries, and carve a path to dominance in their world and beyond, where the only rule is survival of the fittest. In a landscape of chaos and evolution, their story unfolds into a thrilling adventure like no other.

--Additional Tags: Unique main characters (regarding personality and growth both), Neutral, Guilds, Self-creating skills and magic-oriented martial techniques, special combo moves, Ongoing world-building, Worldwide events, Competitions, Bloodpumping adventures and action due to Labyrinth Tower and multi-world concept.

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“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

Every overbearing president will always have a coquettish, pure, or lively white moonlight in their hearts. They are the vicious female partners in the novel, the stepping stones of the heroine, and the tool to promote the feelings of the hero and heroine. In the end, because of jealousy, run-down and decay she became a coquettish bit*h that everyone hated. However, one day-after Su Luó , who is unreasonable, indifferent and calm came… the domineering president of every world would be desperate, heartbroken, and desperate to make a living. Love is like poison, making people crazy and go crazy..

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Three years into her marriage, she never felt loved.When she encountered a car accident in a torrential rain, her husband was celebrating another woman's birthday.When she came to a realization and decided to divorce, her husband disagreed. Only then did she discover that this loveless marriage had been his revenge against her.He had conspired with his ex-girlfriend to take revenge on her by trapping her in this marriage.When she and the ex-girlfriend were kidnapped together, he did not hesitate to choose to save his ex and abandon her. Her heart turned to ashes, and she turned away to jump into the sea.Later on, when she was gradually forgetting him day by day due to her health, he held her, crying and begging her over and over not to forget him.Eventually, when she became the music queen, and at the backstage of the award ceremony, he cornered her backstage, uttering a belated apology, “I'm sorry.”She smiled politely, “I'm sorry, but who are you?”