Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 107- Burnt Breakfast

Why do Gods of Transmigration love to murder their benefactors instead of asking for their help a normal way?That's how Karl got started as well. Murdered by a goddamn goddess, dumped into another world, and told to save her from her problems. You'd think gods would have their shit together, being gods and all. But apparently they do not.Karl, a teenager, who felt the inequality in his already struggling life more than ever before, finds himself transmigrated as a vice principal of a magical academy. The council accuses him of his incapability and his inexperience, believing he's not fit to lead them to the top.[ Mana meter unlocked: capacity F ]Even his cheat skill seems like a useless gimmick as Karl faces the worst students of the academy and the most difficult professors.That goddess better sends his paycheck to his parents in his old world because Karl isn't going to work for free, and if he does this job, the least she could do is pay off their debts.But then again...“I won't accept this fate handed out to me. This world might offer me the fantasies but they can't give me the warmth of my loved ones.”Would he be able to meet the Goddess and return back to his world or would he gets buried under the history of the lands that had once housed Gods and Demons alike?

In the foreign world, the martial artists dominate the world and the sword of the emperor controls the fate of hundreds of millions of lives! Long Yu, the number one killer on Earth, after dying, takes rebirth in this new world in an aristocratic family of martial artists but faces rejection because he is unable to practice martial arts.

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ROMANCE! APOCALYPSE! DRAMA LOVING GOD! REBIRTH!The hospital lights buzzed faintly above her, the edges of her vision already blurring into white. Blood pooled in her lungs. No family. No friends. Just the relentless beeping of a monitor counting down her last seconds. Rosalie stared at the sterile ceiling, tears sliding sideways across her temple.“I didn’t even get to do anything.” She whispered. “No love. No one will remember I was here. If anyone’s out there… God, fate, whatever you are, hear me. Let me live again. Somewhere. Anywhere. Let me matter.”When she woke up again, she wasn’t Rosalie anymore. She was Mei Shen, a forgotten noblewoman trapped in a story of cold nights and cruel tyrant hands. One night. No promises. A pregnancy with a tyrant's child. She ran. Hid. Escaped fate’s cruel grip.But less than a month later everything changed.“Subject detected. Lianwei Voss has entered your proximity. Obsession level: 85% - critical. Imminent event : Apocalypse countdown initiated -time remaining: Unknown. New genre unlocked: Dark romance -Obsession + villainous devotion activated.”The game had changed. The rules were gone.“You broke the script. But you will never break me.”God whispered in her ear.The child she carried was a weapon, her vengeance a fire. And somewhere in the darkness, the emperor’s obsession burned hotter than ever.One night, beneath the empire’s broken skyline, she found a stranger, broken, bleeding, unknown. She saved him. Not knowing she was cradling her own nightmare.

I, Ichinosuke, failed to get a job for 100 consecutive times. Furthermore, my record is still being updated as unemployed.