Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat - Chapter 570 - 561: The Beauty is a Dumbbell

When I woke up after a pretty crappy death, what greeted me was one of those famous fantasy worlds! I didn’t expect anything like becoming the strongest with a common job, or rising to the top with the weakest class…All I wanted was to live a slow farming life, but the world just wouldn’t leave me alone! And so I equally backstabbed good people and bad people alike, becoming a villain with a true sense of equality and just when I was about to retire and enjoy a proper life on a farm…“Master!”My former disciple at the evil organisation, currently the hero of justice came looking for me. Can’t you all just leave me alone?

In a world yearning for grand adventure, a soul, weary of mundane existence, is ripped from his reality and thrust into the nascent era of One Piece.Reborn as Dracula D. Alucard, he finds himself in a surprisingly tranquil time, a quiet before the storm of the Great Pirate Era. But within him, a chilling truth awakens: an unyielding immortality.His mere presence shatters the calm, birthing the terrifying legend of an unkillable monster.Even Gol D. Roger, the soon-to-be Pirate King, is left in bewildered disbelief: “I don't understand; that sword thrust clearly hit his vitals.”The mighty Whitebeard acknowledges a new horror: “That man is a monster even harder to kill than Kaido!”The World Government, driven to utter despair, can only lament: “We've assassinated him successfully thousands of times. Why is he still alive?!”And the legendary Marine Hero, Garp, simply quips, “Kaido? I think that guy killed him...”For Alucard, however, this endless defiance of death is merely a perplexing fact, or perhaps, a casual game.“What's the big deal?” he asks, a faint, almost innocent tilt to his head, as if genuinely puzzled by their consternation. “Killing me is simple. Just stab my heart about eight million more times.”As the world stands on the precipice of an age of grand dreams and unfettered ambition, what fate awaits the eternal devil who cannot die, doomed to wander a sea that promises everything but an end?

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes.“The contract is effective as of now” He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine.She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision.Let the games begin..!

PS: FL isn’t a pushoverIn her previous life, Marissa Austen and her sister, Ashlyn Austen were forced to choose between two men―Derek Thompson. The Grand Duke of Denver. He’s the cold, unfeeling older brother and Carlos Thompson. The bastard son of the Thompsons. He’s the charming, magnetic younger brother. Ashlyn chose Derek, convinced it was her path to luxury. But when she found her husband forever absent and unloving, whispers of his infidelity spread and was eventually thrown out of the duchy, envy consumed her. Meanwhile, Marissa’s husband was rising in power, day by day closing the gap with his brother and finally gaining the title of the Grand Duke. Blinded by jealousy, Ashlyn dragged them both to their deaths.When Marissa opened her eyes, she was back on the day their wedding carriages were arriving at the church’s courtyard. This time, Ashlyn insisted she switch carriage with Marissa. Her intention: To take the younger brother. But she never knew the truth: every of his achievements were because of Marissa, and he was not what he seemed. And Marissa was only too glad to claim the older brother as her own. What does fate have in store for the two sisters?