MTL - Weapon Master - Chapter 199 Rich playboy

He wasn’t some chosen hero.Not the golden boy in prophecy.He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate,A mistake, a misfit.Not blessed by heaven.Too stubborn for hell.And now…Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods.The world had already been broken long before he came into it.People sinned, as they always do—And one day, the sky finally answered.The day God turned away,Everything fell.Cities burned.Families vanished.The silence afterward was louder than any explosion.But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind.A final olive branch—if you could call it that.A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness.Talents.Powers.Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared.And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared—Waiting to receive his talent,He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense.Instead…He awakened something different.A hidden SSS-ranked talent.The kind with a condition attached.A catch.And just like that, everything went wrong.Laughter.Whispers.Stares like knives.He became a joke.A disappointment.Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers.Then the bullying started.The beating.The betrayal.And one day, it nearly killed him.He lay there, bleeding.Angry.Humiliated.A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake.But it wasn’t.And then—A sound.> [Ding! Conditions have been met][Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate][Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world]Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him.He didn’t smile.Didn’t cry.Didn’t feel triumphant.He just felt tired.And then, something in him shifted.One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface:“I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.”Not for power.Not for glory.But because he was done being the punchline.That’s how his journey began.Not as a hero.Not yet a monster.Just a boy who had lost too much—And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage.The question now is:Will the world break him again?Or will he become the god who remakes it?

Rezen suddenly found himself transmigrated in the parallel earth where magic is possible with the help of Mystic Gems. He was excited to reach the top when life slaps him hard and gave him the lowest level of talent

Fortunately, Rezen activated his Farm System. So what if he does not have the talent for cultivation? His crops are more than enough to make up for the lack of talent!

Raised by an abusive father, bullied by his tyrant classmate, and grew up without a mother and friends, Kaiju was chosen by the Tower as a player to participate in the trial. However, how could the Tower blundered about overchoosing its participants?Kaiju didn't have a choice but to participate on the Hellish Trial, the difficult there is. Without much preparations, Kaiju had to rely on luck to survive.[You have survived through a fortuitous encounter. You have obtained 10 Luck Points!Your 10 Luck Points are multiplied ten times…Congratulations!You have been rewarded with 100 Luck Points!]When Ladyluck decided to help him, can he survive the Hellish Trial and possibly complete it, when, in the history of the Tower, no one haven't yet?[You have formed a master and pet bond with the Savage Beast.You have obtained the title, Beastmaster!]With the beasts accompanying him, will he soar and conquer the Tower?

Reborn into a fantasy world of magic and aura, Rowan is the second son of a ranch family living boringly in a backwater village, with no magic and no inheritance.To avoid rotting away in the countryside, he becomes a mercenary instead. Better to die fighting than waste away.After his first kill, the Black Dream awakens: a power that lets him plunder abilities from everything he defeats.But it's more than that. When he fights alongside others, their techniques become his: a master archer's deadly precision, a hunter's supernatural tracking, an assassin's shadow-step…Every ally becomes his arsenal.Ascension awaits! From the lowly dirt to the throne of the gods.