Legendary Superstar - Chapter 170: New Year Had Begun

In the fourteenth year of the doomsday like a holographic game, Mo Ran, the top dead master, was cast aside by the three major races of humans, orcs, and elves.
Genocide? betray? Assassinated? This time, as long as I’m here, it’s impossible.
Humanity? Elf? Orcs? Take mine and return it, eat mine and spit it out, be prepared to pay the price!
Demining:
1. Gamification of doomsday is impossible, gamification of life is impossible, and gamification of doomsday is even more impossible. Don’t point at the background bar.
2. Both the heroine and the heroine are not good people. Everyone has different positions. They serve the plot. Don’t point at the hero and the heroine.
3. The author is glass-hearted, and all kinds of abuse will rebound ten times, don’t point at the author!

Content tags: Rebirth Doomsday Games online games Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran ┃ Supporting role: Ming Yuechen ┃ Others: doomsday, holographic, strong
One sentence introduction: As long as I don’t die, you are all scum.
Conception: In online games, no matter what adversity, as long as you persevere, you can win.

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As a person who transmigrated into a novel written by himself, Qin Kaiyi experiences a huge pressure and burden.

Even more so, he transmigrated as the villain and is forced to follow the plot. Qin Kaiyi expresses that he doesn’t want to write novels anymore.

Qin Kaiyi: “WTF. transmigrating into the villain and being forced to follow the plot. Just let it be. Shen Feixiao, can you get the f*ck down from my body???

Shen Feixiao: “Shixiong, I won’t.”

Alright, actually this is just a stupid story about transmigrating into his own novel as the villain and getting pushed down by his own protagonist.

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“Now you see?” she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. “You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms.”“You're right,” I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. “I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them.”—BOOM!!“Heik! Wh-What was that?”“Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.”______My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane.On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully.It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock.That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world.Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things.First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life.Second, I was a villain. A villain!Not the cool and mysterious kind, either.No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death!I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories.The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth.You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth.Yeah, I was that guy.And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with.He was the supposed savior of this damned world.A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew.And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting.But could I even make it to the end?Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty?A game that was now my reality!“Ah, fuck it.”I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try.Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me.Would the main characters be affected? Who cares!Would the story change? Even better!All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices.“I will live this life with no regrets.”…But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed.And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.

God: I shall bestow the Saintess upon you.
Pope: W- wait a moment! This is a boy!
God: That is the Saintess.
Pope: ??????

And just like that, the Saintess was raised by the church for fifteen years without any questions asked…

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