STAR WARS: The Heir of The High Republic - Chapter 3: Reckoning Before the Council

Ruby was a genius; however, she tragically passed away after falling from the fiftieth floor of her own company's building.When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in an entirely different world.Have you ever heard about the Ghost World? I'm not referring to the world of deceased individuals, but rather a planet.Ruby was shocked when she woke up in the body of an twenty-year-old girl who was already married and had four ghostly husbands. Unfortunately, these husbands didn't love the original owner, and the original owner treated them poorly.The first husband leaned over with a sly smile on his face and said, “You think you can leave me, pretty wife? Nope! Once my eyes catch what I like, I will get it no matter what.”The second husband angrily exclaimed, “I hate you, stupid witch! Don't leave me; your stupid husband loves you.”The third husband innocently said, “Wife, I made my special soup for you,” and proceeded to show bowls filled with blood.The fourth husband gently raised her chin and said, “Wife, I can't believe that with every passing second, minute, and hour, I'm falling for you even more.”The fifth husband, who fell in love with her at first sight, looked at the camera and arrogantly smiled. “I fell in love with someone at first sight! Get ready to grab it; I'm throwing ten thousand gems to celebrate,” he declared as the camera panned to a room filled with money and treasures.Ruby : “...” Please, someone, make me dead again.Warning:• Reserve Harem• 18+

With just three sentences, you convinced the Paladin to spend five thousand Gold Coins for you.You truly are a master of the Undead who thoroughly understands human nature!…“Respected Master Amberser, after our review by the editors at 'Legendary Spells' Publishing, we regret to inform you that your paper 'Research on the Non-Humanoid Form Modification of Undead Creatures' is unsuitable for publication in our monthly magazine. We suggest that you submit your work to a magical academic journal with less stringent review requirements.”A burst of ghostly blue flame erupted from the tips of fingers, reducing the rejection letter.“Damn it! You bastards are purely discriminating against liches, discriminating against undead magic!!!”“Drop dead!”

He was the cold-blooded prince of the Jin country. Decisive and smart, he had looked down on the world with apathy and disdain.