I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession - Chapter 190 - 176 Lin An youre playing with my mind (asking for

When others transmigrate, they are responsible for having babies with the male protagonist, and have a happily ever after. She is also a female protagonist when she transmigrates into various novels, but the female protagonist after the happy ending, when love between the couple is weathering, when the male protagonist is tired of the female protagonist, when he is cheating with a mistress, etc., and many other chicken feathers.

[Host, the task assigned to you by the system is, ‘After happy ending, the female protagonist’s bleak divorce life!’]

“Go away, s*upid system! I want to transmigrate to before ‘Happy ending’!”

One sentence introduction: Today is another day of happily divorcing.

Chicken feathers: small annoyances

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“Breaking News! A 28-year-old IT worker beats three university kids to death with a spiked bat over a dog!”***Following the revenge, John took his own life in stubborn resistance, but that wasn't the end. He and his dog, Alfred, found new life after making a deal with an Eldritch God, Chuthulos.The duo reincarnates in another cosmos where Humans live an intricately connected life with Monsters as Tamers.However, in this perilous journey where his exposure to higher powers can lead to not only his death, but of the entire Eldritch Cosmos, John is not without help, for he receives the Rune of New Beginning, a power shaped into a system made from Eldritch Ancestor, to aid him.“So I can inspect all Monsters, eh? Awesome.”“Evolution Pathways? Cool!”“A private world where I can create biomes and habitats for monsters? A Monster Paradise?! Holy Land!”“Hey, what new function are you going to add in the next level up of the Rune, Chuthulos?”With all stacks on himself, John is determined to make the most of his new life with Alfred and his Pet Monster companions and keep his end of the bargain.

[sweet, pampering][strong FL, 1v1]He was an absolute noble, decisive and cold-hearted, yet he was persistently entwined with her, doting incessantly.The first time they met, he questioned, “Six years ago, was it you?”The second time they met, he was holding a paternity test, “You still dare to say your son isn't mine?”The nth time they met, she finally lost her patience, “Sir, will you ever give it a rest?”The man lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling with a deep and enchanting charm, “Not before our second child is born.”