MTL - Paradise of Demonic Gods - Chapter 133 Go back (3 more)

In a person’s life, three percent depends on hard work, seven percent depends on talent, and ninety percent depends on appearance.

Ding Mu, originally an ordinary person with a little handsome, a little money, and a little smart, could only live an ordinary life with a little luxury and a little glory.

By chance, Ding Mu wanted to download Meitu Xiuxiu, but got a real-life beautification system of aliens.

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Kain can control luck because of the curse, doomed to run from death - forever.“I lost everything again...?” Kain muttered. The Keepers fell as the monsters burst out of the Rift.Unlike the others, he hated Keepers, the only people capable of fighting the creatures from the Astral Dimension. Everyone saw them as heroes, but Kain blamed them for the greatest tragedy of his life - the death of his parents.Ironically, the sacrifice of one Keeper allowed Kain to obtain a Rune Brand - the key to begin a trial, the outcome was either power or death.Facing another world, Kain discovered that his blood was cursed, and misfortune would always haunt him.But death would avoid Kain, wanting to keep such a valuable sacrifice for a god. Only failure would await him, but if it were possible, death would pass by.Now, Kain must break his curse and take fate into his own hands for the first time in his life or remain a nameless offering.

Yo, it's The Unseen Scroll, had this plan since last year, and as a part of my new year resulotion, I had to post it, or I was a coward, a weakling. Anyway thanks for reading, I hope you like it, Happy New Year.Immortal. Lazy. Unbothered.After winning a glitched cosmic lottery, Zeke is reborn with an immortality skill and a system that gifts him absurd powers at random. Now he’s stuck in a world of deadly Towers, dungeon breaks, and overpowered Hunters—all he wants is to sleep in.Too bad the universe has other plans.A comedic LitRPG isekai for fans of overpowered MCs who can’t be bothered to save the world.

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!