SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ - Chapter 245

[Host has been tamed!][Beast Tamer Connection established!][Master: Yuki Goldberg (F-Rank beast tamer)][Tamed Beast (host): SSS-Rank Baby Dragon]Ding![Exp Threshold Reached! Evolution in progress!][Host has awakened The Bloodline of The Dragon King][Bloodline skills integrating!][Host has Unlocked The SSS-Grade Sovereignty of The Dragon King][Host has unlocked The SSS-Grade Sovereignty of Destruction][Host has unlocked The SSS-Grade Sovereignty of Space & Time][Host has gained the skill: Dragon's eye (SS-Grade)][Host has gained the skill: Dragon's Breath (SS-Grade)][Host has gained the skill: Dragon's Aura (SS-Grade)][Host has gained the skill: Dragon's tongue (SS-Grade)][Host has gained the skill: Ultra-Regeneration (SS-Grade]----Owen is killed by Truck-kun on the night that he was finally going to confess to his milf crush. but death isn't his end as he reincarnates as a dragon egg in a dungeon, only to end up being tamed by that same milf he had been crushing on.But unlike Owen's plan to just be an overpowered tamed beast that plays around with his Master's big boobs, he would quickly realizes that with great powers come a great amount of Bullshit scenarios and plot that disrupts his lewd moments and Boobs grabbing opportunities.Witness Owen, an overpowered black dragon hatched from a golden egg, unleash hell as he protects his Milf Master from factions that are desperate to steal her power, From Dungeons threatening the integrity of the Realm's stability, From Were-beasts and Demons Aiming to Annex Humanity from the Food chain

WARN:

SLIGHT ROMANCE!! NO HAREM!! FAMILY GENRE!!

Filled with political intrigue, warfare, adventure, friendship, and betrayal.

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Synopsis:

I transmigrated into a novel that I read years ago as the second Prince of the Chrono Empire and was fated to be killed by my half-brother, the First Prince at the age of 12.

So, What's my role in this novel?

Am I the villain?

Am I an insignificant extra?

Am I the protagonist? Nah, definitely not.

But, why bother?

Following the novel's plot isn't my style and I won't let it dictates my life.

Regardless of my role, I am the main character of my own life.

Kaius just wanted to unlock his class - instead, he restarted the apocalypse. After years of training, Kaius has barely acquired the first two of his family’s legacy skills. Powerful and vanishingly rare, the method of creating them is a secret people would kill for. Now they might be the only thing that keeps him alive. Narrowly surviving a bandit ambush, he gets trapped in the Great Depths- a world spanning dungeon. To escape, he will have to slay one of the Guardians that defend the exits; a feat no one without a class has survived. Ever. If that wasn’t bad enough, if he succeeds he will reignite a forgotten trial that nearly ended civilization. -Runic-Tattoo Wizard/Spellblade in a world of sorcerers -Exceptional MC, with some initial Slow Burn elements -Large scope, inspired by epics such as Azarinth Healer, BTDEM, PH, and more. -Third Person POV, with a 99% MC focus -Numbers go brrrr -Attack Badger (Friendly?) -Battle maniac MC who is not a murderhobo -No harem, romance, or VR

At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?