Death Is The Only Ending For The Villain - Chapter 205

After the world was torn apart by the apocalypse, humanity barely managed to hang on. The cities are gone, the night is dangerous, and monsters, ghosts, and bizarre things wait around every corner.Dropped into this mess is Amon, a transmigrator who doesn’t get a sword, magic, or even a proper weapon. Instead, his cheat is something no one else could have imagined—the Lewd Streamer System.While other survivors risk their lives fighting monsters to grow stronger, Amon’s strength comes from something very shameful to most humans: streaming lewd shows to an audience made up of gods, demons, and strange beings watching from across the stars.In a world where power means survival, can his ridiculous system really keep him alive—or will it drag him into even deeper trouble?What you can expect:1) A diverse and branched power progression2) Smut! Along with quite a good amount of Action.3) A great story (I'll try my best!)4) A decent sized harem.What you will not see:1) Netorare (cheating)2) Yuri and Yaoi3) I've seen a lot of Mc's who seem to have tossed their brains away before being born. Here, he'll be normal. Normal cuz a character's intelligence can't exceed the author's and I consider myself a regular person.Maybe's: (Stuff that may or may not happen. I haven't decided.)1) Netori: MC stealing other's women.2) Cosplays and roleplayYeah, that's it.Lastly about the MC:Amon puts himself and his loved ones first. He's logical when it comes to making future plans but he'll lose control if his girls are in danger. He has a trauma and you might guess it in the first chapter and due to this, he doesn't like losing control of situations. The more in control he is, the safer he feels. This changes as he gets close to the girls, learns more about them and trusts them.He is someone who climbed the corporate ladder by suppressing his pride, goals, feelings and putting on layers of masks to please others. And when he takes it off and tries to be normal in his second life, he's overly blunt to the point of not feeling any shame when talking about the most embarrassing topics.------I hope you will all like it!

“What exactly is the point of this life of mine?”Lukas Brandt thought to himself as he chugged down a cup of Wheat beer in a local pub in Darmstadt.He had always dreamt of being a professional footballer, he fell in love with the sport when he watched his country Germany beat the Argentine national team in the World Cup final in 2014, with memories of his father hugging him tightly after Mario Gotze scored the goal that gave them the cup.He had been 7 back then, currently 36, but his biggest regret was giving up at the first sight of failure at 15.He had given up his dream of one day representing his country, and died (un)fortunately while trying to save a kid.Waking up 20 years younger and with a system, follow Lukas' journey from an SV Darmstadt 98 academy reject, to undoubtedly the greatest footballer of all time.Set in an alternate universe so some names and events will obviously be changed massively, else it'll just be a biography of a real life player :⁠')

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there.Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream.“Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!”“Like a game?”“Uh . . . sure.”“Great, I’m in!”And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System.Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style.**[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads.The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience.|| Excerpt ||[WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!]“Then serve me . . . properly.”The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars.“Y-yes your majesty.”Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders.The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest.She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing.The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine.Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip.Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked.She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened.When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled.Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place.As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there.“You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch.“I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse.Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?”Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on.“Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?”

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago.