Death God of the Drifting Moon - Chapter 11 -

“Ah…” She is so tickled that she is defenseless against his attacks. “You can choose to marry me or to die!” By then you will become the first person in history to die from tickling. “If you dare to reject me, I will make sure to ravish you until you yield to me.”

I have calculated for people before I was born, and I have all five yin, and I am born with fierce ghosts. A knowledgeable gentleman said that I will not live to be seven years old. After death, I will cultivate blood-clothed little ghosts to harm people.

In order to save me, my grandmother married me a child-in-law, so that I had an Ann birthday, although I later discovered that the daughter-in-law and sister-in-law are not human…

I have been lingering and panting since I was a child, and I have been accustomed to accepting it, but my grandmother was killed.

For this reason, regardless of karma, I inherited my grandmother’s job of raising ghosts and vowed to send everyone who killed her to hell.

- Description from MTL

Can you get used to dying? Not really.

When a particular universe was born, its seven primordial Concepts acquired an ego. Omniscient and omnipotent, they seek since to enrich their home. To do so, they plunder other universes, capture young civilizations and plagiarize ideas. Many monsters, gods, civilizations, and races are competing for the eighth throne.

Eons later, it is Earth's turn to be torn away from its Sun.

Humanity begins its integration by participating in a Tutorial. Priam has the luck and the misfortune to finish the Tutorial first. Luck because his reward is a form of pseudo-immortality. Misfortune, because as the champion of his civilization, he is transported to Elysium, the most dangerous world created by the Concepts. Nine out of ten champions lose their lives there on their first day. Fortunately for Priam, he has many lives.

Being dragged forcefully, the young man found himself in a world where cultivation and magic exists. In this vast multi-worlds, the blood of the innocent and the blood of the guilt are spilled like it's nothing.

“I finally found you,” The words sent a jolt to his soul as an unknown yet familiar blurred memory played in his mind. Embraced by the unknown woman, they shared a kiss to his surprise.

Wearing a ring that held half of the power of his past life, the young man ventured to find his women and retrieve his lost memories.

Oh yeah, he was transferred naked.