Supreme Spouse System. - Chapter 50: Moonlight Whispers.

An ineffable rebirth, taking advantage of a mystical magic cube that was produced from rebirthing to pass through various worlds(anime, novel, movie, games, etc), collecting whatever I want to obtain!

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There are Humans. There are Elves. There are Dwarves. There are Orcs. And then there are Demons, and the Demon King.In a world where warriors wield elemental fury, assassins bend shadows, and mages rewrite the laws of reality with a thought… one boy awakens the weakest and funniest ability of all.[Muscle Genesis]… the power to grow and control muscle.The f*ck? No sword aura, no magic affinity, no flashy technique, just raw, brutal power.Born in the wild slums of Arcanum Nexus, orphaned, starving, and forgotten by the system, Kairo Vale has one goal: survive long enough to rise above it all.When his chance finally comes in the form of the prestigious Nexus Academy Entrance Tournament, the world expects him to fail, just another Unranked slum bastard with a useless ability.But the thing about muscles is that… they grow.And so does his pain tolerance, and his strength, and his will to endure.Thrown into trials designed to break him, teamed with nobles who want him gone, and hunted by powers that fear what he might become, Kairo fights back the only way he knows how: one rep, one punch, one brutal threshold at a time.Because in this world, power is everything.And he’s going to build his from the ground up.If they won’t give him a place in their world, he’ll carve one with his fists.

Born different in a family where everyone has black hair and golden eyes, the boy was labeled a cursed child; yet, he didn't let despair swallow him. He would live on and understand the reason why he was different and what made him unique.Follow him as he embark on his journey of self discovery. This is the Chronicles of the Cursed Child, the one who will later be known as the Primordial Heir, the Elemental Lord.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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