Revenge Sevenfold - Chapter 108 A Mouse’s Vision

Rowan Mercer was never meant to exist. Born in a covert mutant lab as Subject 757, he was engineered from the genes of Professor X and Magneto, then dismissed as a failure before he ever learned what he was capable of. His telepathy is faint, his magnetism weak, and the scientists who built him see him as little more than a disposable prototype.But Rowan is not alone in his own skin.The night he tries to sleep off another brutal training session, something in him fractures. His consciousness splits open, anchoring him to a second body in a different world entirely—an abused orphan in the shadows of Knockturn Alley, just days away from entering the wizarding world.Two bodies. Two lives. One mind.And then Rowan discovers the real impossibility:Every ability he trains in one world strengthens him in the other.Magic fuels mutation. Mutation fuels magic. And each new universe waiting beyond these two is another life ready to awaken.With X-23 preparing to lead a desperate escape, the wizarding world whispering of ancient power, and the multiverse itself unfolding like a map only he can read, Rowan begins to understand the truth:He isn’t a failed experiment.He is the blueprint for something the multiverse has never seen.A survivor.A weapon.A convergence.And the worlds that created him have no idea what he’s about to become.

In a world where imagination births power—called uncos—Amari has none. Branded cursed and cast aside, he escapes slavery only to find himself in a society ruled by celestial artifacts, divine oppression, and fractured ideals. As gods wage silent wars and cities shimmer with false hope, Amari must navigate a reality where strength is everything—and he has none to claim.But chains don’t just bind the body. They shape the soul. And Amari’s soul is beginning to stir.With nothing but grit, loyalty, and a defiant heart, he walks the line between myth and mortality, hunted by secrets older than the stars. In a tale of betrayal, survival, and the quiet power of choice, Ragnarök, Eternal Tragedy asks: Can a boy without magic rewrite the fate of gods?

When Song Xiao was young, he wanted to become a Virtuous Official for a lifetime, but was forced to marry into the palace by that uncooperative Emperor; when his Virtuous Empress For A Lifetime career had just started, the Emperor died……

In her previous life, Xiao Ying had grown up as the daughter of a wealthy family with a silver spoon in her mouth. She had thought that she would live out her days in peace. However, someone secretly told her that she was not the daughter of the Xiao family, and from then on, she had been living in fear—afraid that her secret would be exposed and her parents would abandon her. She was desperate not to lose her luxurious lifestyle, so she desperately tried to keep everything as it was!

However, just before the moment of her death, she realized that this had all been part of the Xiao family’s scheme. They were just trying to trick her out of her amulet! Their real daughter had been living a pampered life outside of the house all along!

After being reborn, she returned to when she was ten years old. Her amulet had transformed into the most powerful learning system in existence, all stored within Xiao Ying’s mind!

She resolutely left the Xiao Family, abandoning that world of superficial hypocrisy. With a bit of manoeuvring, she was taken under a new wing!

Xiao Ying: “Boss, do you need a weapon? I’ll be anything you need!”

Cheng Yang: “I need to do a quality check first!”

Harnessing the power of the learning system, she could execute all kinds of skills at a glance. Martial arts, dance, computing skills, and so on—everything had become a piece of cake to her!

Cheng Yang was very satisfied with his new weapon!

In no time at all, Xiao Ying began becoming more and more beautiful, and more and more suitors began taking note. A certain big boss could no longer remain calm.

Cheng Yang wrapped his hands around Xiao Ying’s slender waist. “You should’ve learned how to be my wife and given birth to a baby for me earlier!”