The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler - Chapter 2581 - Side Story 85: His

prev name: In mha with jjk power.---------[mha synopsis]“Hero? Villian? It is all redundant.”“There is no such thing as good or bad, only interest is what matters.”Kurokai Sento said as he faced the inheritors of One For All and All For One standing against him with their fellow Heros and Villains.“Why? Why?! Just what is your motive?! Kurokai!”Kurokai smiled and replied calmly.“Motive? Of course, there is, unfortunately, none of you can understand.”--------------------------------It is a multiverse travel type of fanfic. The first world will, of course, be MHA(complete). Then Overlord(Ongoing), danmachi(ongoing)You can directly start reading from Overlord if you want, it won't affect the flow.---------------[Overlord synopsis]Lioro blankly looked at the game like screen in front of him.It seems he has traversed to Overlord world with a Yggdrasil like game template![Ding! Congratulations on getting the special profession 'Dimensional Traveler']“......”Can it take me home?

Everyone rumored that Z country’s young master Jun was cold-blooded, decisive, and not close to the female gender, but he took in an illiterate little girl as the pearl in the palm of his hand.

However, the little girl brought her case to the table. An illusion, it was all an illusion. What not close to the female gender? Which animal was crushing her every night?

“Baby, let me love you.” The man undressed her with his lips. She retreated pitifully, “Don’t want, don’t want, you’re bad.”

“Women love bad guys.” After eating he turned around to wipe his lips. She kneaded her pitiful little waist, tears falling, “This one is not a woman, she’s just a little mermaid.”

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Lin Sui transmigrated into the cannon fodder of a cultivation text, a cannon fodder with a human cauldron constitution, destined to be a servant. Lin Sui, unwilling to resign himself to it, seduced the Son of Heaven, but when the cut out his Dao bone and transferred it to himself, the Heavenly Law struck him down.

That Dao bone in his body became the System that restrained him, issuing the order: You must retrieve all of his soul, serve him as your master in every world, and spare no effort for him until your dying day!

Lin Su was all smiles as he agreed, but all his life, the thing he loathed most was others telling him what to do.

Therefore…

In the first world, he was an arrogant and domineering, rich and powerful Young Master, while the other person was a pitiful and humble illegitimate child.

He humiliated him by saying he was only fit to carry his shoes, and spoke words of love next to his ear when the noise of the crowd boiled over.

System: You motherxxxxxx [beep——]

Lin Sui, innocently: Aren’t I serving him as my master?

In the second world, he was a newly-promoted top talent in the entertainment industry, while the other person was a former Best Actor who went silent after an accident.

He ridiculed and suppressed him, saying deserved to make a comeback even if he was past his prime, and kissed the scars on his body at night, leaving resources behind to gracefully leave afterwards.

System: [beep——]

Lin Sui, spreading his hands: Am I still not sparing enough effort?

In the third world, he was an S-rank Alpha, while the other person was a mentally-damaged former SSS-rank Alpha.

He looked down on him, saying that useless people also deserved to get back on the battlefield, and when no one was around he said ‘since you can’t smell pheromones, then I will be your omega’, and almost lost his life giving himself to the other person.

System: …..

Lin Sui, smiling: Is my dying day enough?

Even though, in the end, he was tucked away in a golden house by the wealthy upstart, captured by the triple gold Best Actor, and completely embraced by the Imperial Marshal, he was still happy.

System, weeping bitter tears: Big brother, I’m begging you, I won’t tell you what to do any more!

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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”