The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 70: Hatch (2)

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At the tender age of 14, a seemingly random but prodigious student experienced an extraordinary awakening of his talent. This momentous event also coincided, whether by fate or design, with the resurgence of his memories from a past life.

Yet, these newly recovered memories brought an overwhelming despair. He realized that he had been living as a mere extra character in the popular 'Return as Strongest Player' novel.

In a twist of fate, he discovered the activation of an enigmatic 'Another System,' adding an even deeper layer of complexity to his predicament.

How would an extra character navigate such a dire threat to his very existence?

As he braved these trials and tribulations, he unraveled a mystery surrounding the cryptic 'Another System.'

But the greatest surprise still awaited him – a revelation that would not only shed light on the truth behind his reincarnation but also unveil the grand machinations of the Primordial God.

The question remained, what lay beyond this earth-shattering revelation?

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When Shen Zhifan awoke, he had become the nation’s male god.

The type of male god that everyone in the world, crying and shouting, wants to marry.

However, because the General (who lives next door) has a fiancee who fell in love with Shen Zhifan, the General absolutely hates him.

Shen Zhifan, who has always thought of the General as his male god, was crushed.

*My Male God has become my rival in love. Every day his ice-cube face looks like he desperately wants to hack me to death.*

*Esteemed General, I don’t even have a sliver of affection for your fiancee. I’ve long given up any hope of love – right now, I just want to get rich.*

Luckily, the General’s cat really likes him, and always wants to……climb into his bed.

Ice-cube face, damn mensao, cat General gong x very good-looking shou

The gong’s cat form is a Blue Ragdoll Cat, his cat form is so devastatingly gorgeous that if you don’t buy him you’re not human.

Sweetness is justice. Both sides are secretly in love. Senselessly sweet. Logic is dead, please don’t be too confused.

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[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!].....Creed Walden was a man of culture. Refined. Sophisticated. A true enjoyer of the finer things in life.Which was exactly why he ended up getting shot in the nuts.Who knew that messing with a gangster’s woman would lead to such unfortunate circumstances? One moment, he was enjoying the peak of pleasure, the next—BANG! Eternal darkness.But instead of fading into nothingness, he woke up… in a completely different world.A world he knew.It was the setting of a novel he had read ten years ago—a brutal, unforgiving wasteland where monstrous creatures roamed, and humanity teetered on the brink of extinction.The Apocalypse had begun.Here, humans awakened incredible talents to survive. Some became swordmasters, capable of cutting mountains in half. Others became mages, wielding fire and lightning at their fingertips. The strong ruled, the weak perished, and only those with true power could thrive.And Creed?He awakened… a summoning ability.Not bad, right? He could call forth mighty beasts, legendary heroes, or divine warriors to fight for him!At least, that’s what he thought.Until his first summon appeared.A gorgeous, sultry woman with horns, bat-like wings, and a very inappropriate outfit.A Succubus.It didn’t take long for Creed to realize the shocking truth—his summoning ability could only summon Succubi!The apocalypse was raging. Civilization was collapsing. People were awakening godlike powers to fight for survival.And here he was.Surrounded by beautiful, seductive demons who thrived on… other kinds of energy.Creed leaned back with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and wicked excitement.“...Well, I suppose there are worse fates.”

Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?