Shadow Slave - Chapter 32: Making a Choice

I died a virgin right after winning the lottery. Bad luck? That's my brand. So when a Grim Reaper offered me reincarnation with a gacha system for a “second chance,” I should've known better than to trust my luck.I rolled... an orc. The only fat orc in my entire tribe.The dungeon's demon lord gave me three years to lose weight or die. I trained harder than anyone, became stronger than most warriors in my tribe, but my belly stayed huge.With hours left to live, I made the dumbest decision of both my lives: if I'm dying anyway, might as well lose my virginity first.[Virginity Lost! System activated!][Obtain dungeon control upon complete subjugation]Turns out I was supposed to be a DUNGEON MASTER, not a slave warrior. And turns out I've committed the ultimate taboo: interspecies breeding, forbidden across all civilizations. Now I'm a fugitive.Humans, demons, and monsters alike want me dead. My own kind thinks I'm disgusting. I have absolutely nothing left to lose.Time to turn the worst gacha pull in history into the greatest dungeon the world has ever seen.

“There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.” — Dante AlighieriThis is a quote that dictates my life perfectly. Ever since I was a young boy, I enjoyed playing games, so much so that I carried that passion even into my sophomore years, all the way to my death.My story in life isn't all that tragic compared to the more unfortunate out there. I am your typical game creator. I made indie games and visual novels for a living.Naturally, being out of passion and an unknown solo developer, I tried my best to get my work out there, working additional jobs, doing side hustles, both online and locally, all just to survive, and all just to sponsor my work.However, in a world where competition is vast in the game industry, everything I make only ends up at the bottom rank. Because of this, I never gave up, but as I went into my thirties, this passion of mine separated me from my family.These days they don't even talk to me anymore. Depressed, alone, and on the verge of a mental breakdown, I lost all hope, and it didn't help that I had two months of rent due and bills that needed to be paid.But all that changed one night when I got a mysterious message that suddenly appeared on my laptop screen:“You who despair! Would you like a second chance at life? If yes click and offer up your life worth's negativity to me, if no forget this message completely!?”At that time, I clicked Yes by accident.But as the message said, I died due to a heart attack and reincarnated into the World of Purgatory. This was the greatest mistake of my life, as it changed it forever. However in this world I came with the power called the Administrator — a power I gained as a newborn Negative Spirit.With this power I exist as an Entity of Dreams, but even without a physical body, I was determined to make my wish come true: to be a game creator. But unlike other devs, my dreams are different. I can create scenarios in the dreams of men, forcing them to play my game. If they win, they walk out of here as an Awakened Spirit Warrior; however, if I win, the abilities they would have gained in my trials go to me. In this game of mine, anything could be wagered. In reality I have nothing to lose as the Administrator. But to the players, what they wager could be a matter of life or death.

Monsters, both human and beast, surrounded him. He needed power to survive this new world... but he arrived as a mortal.One moment William was at work. The next, he was captured by lunatics.He had never believed in the fantastical, but he had no choice after finding himself in another world surrounded by demonic cultivators trying to extract his soul. If he couldn't find an escape, his journey would end just as abruptly as it started.William was inches from death when a benevolent cultivator saved him from that fate. Seeing his pitiful state, the cultivator decided to give him an opportunity in the form of a tool: A system to guide him on the path of cultivation.William would use it to claw his way to the peak of the cultivation world.

I heard that the architect Simon Forrester, who is highly prestigious in the architectural world, has recently fallen to drawing design plans for a small inn?Peers were very surprised, thinking that The Great Designer Forrester had lost his high status and his persona had collapsed.That was until they saw the breathtakingly beautiful inn partner—renowned in the legal community as “the gentle blade,” Lawyer Thornton.Onlookers commented: The aloof and abstinent Great Designer Forrester, has perished under the gentle blade!—On the opening day of the inn, Sienna Thornton brought creative designer Simon Forrester to be interviewed by reporters.Reporter: “We heard that Mr. Forrester designed this for free. Is that rumor true?”Simon Forrester (expressionless): “Not true, no comment!”Reporter: “What secret does Lawyer Thornton have to persuade Mr. Forrester to personally design?”Sienna Thornton (calmly): “Secret? Just had a fling.”[An astute female lawyer VS a cold-faced yet honest male architect]