MTL - Lie Huo Jiao Chou - Chapter 39

LEMONS - YESSMUT - YESFights - YESLiam Berker is a 30-year-old degenerate who only plays games and watches hentai.On his 30th birthday, Liam's family went to the movies, leaving him home alone. He decided to watch corn about his favorite game, Blade of Destiny, in the living room while Masturbating.However, unknown to him, his family had planned a surprise birthday party. But when they returned from the store with a cake, they found Liam pants down in the living room robbing his meat.The embarrassment of his three step-sisters watching him as he cum allover the floor caused him to suffer a heart attack. He died instantly with his meat in his hand.[Ding... You Have died][Ding... Cause of death = A heart attack caused by embarrassment.][Ding... Aura Level = -Infinity][Ding... You have qualified for the Aura Farming System.][Ding... Transmigration possible][Ding... Do you agree to assume the role of the new system host?][//////.... YES]Thus, Liam transmigrated into his favorite game, Blades of Destiny. He has to Aura farm to clear the game, his Rizz stats have to go up by getting laid.Note: The story is not all about melons. There is a genue world-building and power system.

Join Victoria Ferrous, reincarnated girl on her adventure through the Pokemon World. Through important adventures such as, dealing with her teacher’s Tauros, and dealing with duty bound Growlithe in the morning that refuse to let her sleep in! Join her on her Pokemon Journey as her eyes are opened to how real this world is. A slice of life adventure in a Pokemon world. Anime based, but things aren’t quite the same. Not a dark fic, but an exploration into trying to make the world feel more real.

He, who leads human evolution to become Light.

An ordinary young man of the earth accidentally gets a testing VR helmet…

The world changed ever since…

BarelyTranslation : 1-25 chapters of mine aren’t linked here, but it is available at my site.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”