Jagged Germany - Chapter 114: New Weapon Exhibition (for collection)

“W-w-w-welcome to the simulation zone.”“New user recognized.”“Proceeding to register...”“Please wait...”“Register complete.”“Welcome, user number 4956: Evan Rotewed.”In a world of mana, those without reserves for it gets left behind. Rules and regulations are set to categorize everything into neat piles, each promising the highest potential a person with mana can get. Starting his life at the rock bottom, Evan Rotewed swore he will rise above it all, even if he had to break the ironclad system the entire world holds close to its chest. Wave a hand to the broken reflection beyond the mirror of ones and zeroes. System Discord.

On the day she went to get her marriage certificate, she got dumped! Her love rival pompously gloated about their live with lewd photos. In a fit of anger, she dragged an unmarried middle-aged man into the civil affairs bureau. “Mister, they said I have a flat chest?” “It’s alright as long as I like it.” “...” “Mister, they all said you like fair-skinned curvy and long-legged beautiful women?” “I like flat-chested short-legged women.” “...” He was Jin City’s ruthless and resolute business tycoon. He was cold-blooded and emotionless, yet he doted on his coquettish wife that was ten years his junior! People asked, what is your secret method to doting on your wife?” “Lover her, love her, passionately love her!” “...”

#no-harem #no SmutIn a world where magic is not inherited but torn from the heart, human worth is measured by coins extracted from their very Hearts.Mythical stones choose those deemed worthy of power, while stolen coins quietly feed on human fate.When a forbidden force chooses a demon named Lilithia as the heir to a legendary stone, the system that claims to maintain justice begins to crumble.Mages thrive on blood, and the Drakhaen, descendants of dragons, enforce a fragile balance built on lies.As ancient seals break and the Ravagers of the Vein rise once more, Lilithia’s existence proves to be more than a chance for salvation…She is the door that will force the world to face the truth it has buried for centuries.Featuring a dual LitRPG system of Living Stones and Heart Coins, where power grows through synchronization, stolen fate, and dangerous progression. ( Original System LitRPG )[Gender : Male Lead][ This story is carefully crafted, with a rich and well-built world. Nothing happens without a reason. Every event and detail has a purpose that becomes clearer as the chapters progress. Even the small moments at the beginning contain hints of larger events later on. The power system branches out more over time, and new abilities and secrets stronger than before begin to appear. And once you reach Chapter 47, the true lore of the world begins to unfold, and you’ll start to see how everything is connected..]Other Tags :#ANTIHERO #DRAGONS #STRATEGICBATTLES #DARK #VILLAIN #ForbiddenMagic #AncientPowers #Overpowered #StrongMaleLead #StrongFemaleLead

In the grimy Black Hound Tavern, disgraced hunter Kael Veymar drowns his failures in ale, his father’s shattered crest a noose around his neck. When a Fallen beast attacks him—spewing acid and cryptic threats about the Harbinger—he’s saved by Lyria, a rogue huntress with a deadly smile and a glowing amulet: the Fractalis, stolen by Kael’s father.Their reunion is cut short by Dren, Kael’s former brother-in-arms, who slit Garrik’s throat for the Guild. After a vicious alley fight, Lyria helps Kael escape, but not before a Fallen’s ooze sears his flesh, leaving veins of corruption that **pulse with the Harbinger’s voice.Seeking answers, they flee to Ms. Miller, an old ally who gifts Kael a sword and a warning: “Find Torin. The skulls will whistle your name.” But the Guild is closing in. At Celestis Rise Dren is humiliated for his failure, while the Dozen Vanguards receive a bone-chilling letter—its author dead, its ink fresh.The stakes sharpen:- The Fractalis is not what it seems.- And Garrik Veymar’s shadow stretches long from the grave.Now, Kael and Lyria ride toward Godsgrave, where Hunter blades go to die—and where the Harbinger’s eclipse waits to rise.