MTL - Rival In Love Says He Must Marry Me - Chapter 610 abandoned children

Monsters and mysterious portals called Gates keep appearing in New York City. and Hunters are treated like heroes for fighting them.Michael's legendary father is now a broken man who forbids him from using his powers. His mother vanished in a Gate disaster years ago.When Michael breaks that rule to save a child, he almost dies, and instead of death, he awakens something far more dangerous than a normal Hunter’s System.This isn’t a basic RPG template. It’s a forbidden inheritance, a glitch in his Arcana bloodline that makes him a Void Reaper – a class that bends the very laws of power.Instead of leveling up through training towers, his strength comes from a terrifying skill: [Soul Devour].To grow stronger, he must consume the very souls of the monsters he kills—absorbing their power and broken memories at the cost of his own humanity. Each level increases his [Soul Corruption], flooding his mind with the whispers of everything he has devoured.His path leads to unlocking a sealed skill tree: [Revenant Calling]—a dark art that lets him drag the echoes of powerful monsters back from the abyss to fight at his side.His greatest summon is Umbraxis, a glitching shadow-dragon forged from the soul of a Gate Guardian, its roar like static and its flames are pure void energy.Now Michael is hunted by a black-ops DGC unit known as “The Ghosts,”the unit brands him “Anomaly Echo-01”, part of the same conspiracy (Project Chimera) that destroyed his family.To survive,To Revenge.He teams up with three outcasts:Jinx – a pink-haired street rat with razor-sharp instincts, raised in the alleys of New York and willing to do anything to stay alive.Chloe – a cold, calculating strategist who treats Michael like a weapon, yet hides fierce loyalty and protective care.Jax –a demolitions 'artist' who communicates primarily through C-4 and swears Michael's void powers would be perfect for “teleporting grenades directly into a monster's stomach.”Together, they’ll dive into the heart of New York’s Gates to uncover the truth about his mother.But every soul he devours makes the monster inside him strongr.and when your greatest weapon is a dragon born of your own sins, how long before you stop being human?

Hikari played an MMO as a healer girl, reaching the pinnacle of players. However, she never expected to become her player character. Moreover, she was supposed to be a “normal” elf race, so why does her status say “Goddess?” How come this 2D dragon servant became a voluptuous vixen?Acting like a Goddess? Screw that! I would rather hide under a rock! But everywhere I go, I can't help but be revered! What is this!?

The pessimistic and negative daughter of a concubine living in the ancient times thought – since life is so difficult, why should one invest serious effort in struggling to live?

The life of an ancient noble woman is often determined and controlled by her family. Moreover, one’s actions often implicate one’s entire family – thus, it is fairly common to see an unexpected calamity result in suffering borne by one’s whole family. Managing to live a good and successful life while retaining one’s dignity is simply too difficult to achieve.

Ah, living in the ancient times is simply too dangerous – we should all just sleep till we die.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.