MTL - My Stand-in is Steve - Chapter 77 reach out party

As everyone knows, there are three rules for survival:- Good grades.- Wealthy background.- Having Pei Yan's protection.Fortunately, Jiang Shaoyao meets the first two criteria. Unfortunately, she also meets the last one.Pei Yan, the school's top tough guy, rebellious and arrogant, is notorious for his troublemaking. However, he has devoted all his patience in his life to one thing—pursuing Jiang Shaoyao.His friends advise him, 'Brother Yan, give it up. The little fairy is a good student; she's not one of us. It's too hard to chase her.'Pei Yan scoffs: 'I've been spoiled from a young age, if I can't chase her down, then...'Two years later, at a class reunion:'Brother Yan, did you manage to catch up with sister Shaoyao?''Shut up.'...*A story of possessive young man VS a realistically clear-headed young woman.*No high school romance, but they get together after university.*Study hard, stick to your dreams—it's an inspiring story.

Humanity has been gradually transported to the Abyss by a bored god to compete against other races and monsters.The problem is… humanity failed. In a last desperate push the strongest survivors chose a comrade to travel as far as possible back in time.

“Welcome to the Cosmos of Madness!”

Said a man with long red hair and piercing golden eyes as he descended from the stars.

“You have been chosen for a great purpose! Task! Mission! Destiny!”

He shouted dramatically as countless worlds heard his every word, from the lowest peasants to the mighty entities in the lofty palaces in the Higher Dimension.

“All of you accept your destiny as a sacrifice to Daemon Sultan, Blind Idiot God, Primordial Demiurge, Azathoth!”

And then Apocalypse descended.

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Follow the journey of self-named Samiel Zentaur, a half-mad worshipper of the Outer Gods, on the Path of Transcendence and in his path to find himself.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.