Chaos' Heir - Chapter 1191: Cold

〔Congratulations, for mating with a Queen Bee you got a new achievement: ”Not a virgin”! Your reward: “Drone Consort” title.〕‘Hey! I wasn’t a virgin before this, system!’Imagine that you lived a painfully average life, died by a stupid, stupid accident, but a goddess interfered and gave you a second chance in another world.There, you became a consort of a beautiful, big-chested queen, and your only job is to have mind-blowing sex with her so she could have thousands of your adorable daughters. In return, you can live in peace and luxury for the rest of your days.Which means, for about two months. Because I’m a bee. And my queen is also a bee. And bees don’t live for long.The only way to increase my lifespan is to develop my bee colony. A hard task in this huge world filled with dangerous and hungry beasts, other war-hungry insect tribes, and natural disasters.But I have a hundred thousand daughters, some actual brains, and with superior genes given to me by my system, we will be unstoppable!===Note: no NTR, harem, incest, or outright smut.

Alternative Title: Crossover: Mangēkyo Sharingan In A Cursed World===Support and read advance chapters at: Patreon.com/Zexxxxy====When he woke up, Ryuu found himself in the body of a high school student.His school was an unusual merger—Soubu High, Toyosaki Academy, Shuchiin Academy, and Totsuki Culinary Academy had somehow combined into one.At first, he thought this was just a typical anime slice-of-life setting. That was until he met Miko Yotsuya from the class next door.From that moment, everything started going wrong.Monsters. Ghosts. Curses.The world he thought was normal was anything but. Strange and terrifying entities that had no place in daily life kept appearing.Fortunately, Ryuu possessed the Sharingan, and he soon discovered that negative energy could be absorbed as fuel for his eyes’ evolution.The more horrors he faced, the stronger he became. Step by step, he walked the path of exorcising spirits while growing into an unstoppable force.But as his strength grew, so did the number of extraordinary and beautiful girls drawn to his side…---Miko Yotsuya: “Please help me, Ryuu-san.”Mai Sakurajima: “You’re the only one who can see me.”Utaha Kasumigaoka: “Surrounded by beautiful girls… is this how you plan to revive your clan?”===================================Worlds Included: Jujutsu Kaisen, Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai, Saekano: How To Raise A Boring Girlfriend, Mieruko-chan, Oregairu & more.====All rights belong to the original authors, I am just a mere translator that's translating this because i loves the idea, the story.

Elric lived a traumatic life since childhood. Being bullied, detested by his family & having no one who cared whether he lived or died. The accumulated loneliness & suffering puts him through severe depression & he decides to take his life’s final decision… SUICIDE.

One day, his soul hears a voice calling out to him.

«Wake up, Elric. I am the God of Darkness. And I’m here to give you another chance at life.»

To God of Darkness, Elric replied with only two words.

«Fuck off!»

Accompany the Protagonist in a journey to achieve an Impossible task he’s given as he aims to become one of the strongest beings in the world full of Magic, Mythical creatures, Dragons and Gods.

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Author: Antihero protagonist who’s a scheming mastermind & doesn’t trust anyone. No Harem, Romance or Fan-service here. MC is an extremely smart & quick witted person who knows how to adapt to situations quickly. But he isn’t an Edgelord or a Psychopath who kills people for no reasons.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”