The Overnight Chosen Wife: darling, kiss me deeper - Chapter 16: White haired pervert

Monsters and mysterious portals called Gates keep appearing in New York City. and Hunters are treated like heroes for fighting them.Michael's legendary father is now a broken man who forbids him from using his powers. His mother vanished in a Gate disaster years ago.When Michael breaks that rule to save a child, he almost dies, and instead of death, he awakens something far more dangerous than a normal Hunter’s System.This isn’t a basic RPG template. It’s a forbidden inheritance, a glitch in his Arcana bloodline that makes him a Void Reaper – a class that bends the very laws of power.Instead of leveling up through training towers, his strength comes from a terrifying skill: [Soul Devour].To grow stronger, he must consume the very souls of the monsters he kills—absorbing their power and broken memories at the cost of his own humanity. Each level increases his [Soul Corruption], flooding his mind with the whispers of everything he has devoured.His path leads to unlocking a sealed skill tree: [Revenant Calling]—a dark art that lets him drag the echoes of powerful monsters back from the abyss to fight at his side.His greatest summon is Umbraxis, a glitching shadow-dragon forged from the soul of a Gate Guardian, its roar like static and its flames are pure void energy.Now Michael is hunted by a black-ops DGC unit known as “The Ghosts,”the unit brands him “Anomaly Echo-01”, part of the same conspiracy (Project Chimera) that destroyed his family.To survive,To Revenge.He teams up with three outcasts:Jinx – a pink-haired street rat with razor-sharp instincts, raised in the alleys of New York and willing to do anything to stay alive.Chloe – a cold, calculating strategist who treats Michael like a weapon, yet hides fierce loyalty and protective care.Jax –a demolitions 'artist' who communicates primarily through C-4 and swears Michael's void powers would be perfect for “teleporting grenades directly into a monster's stomach.”Together, they’ll dive into the heart of New York’s Gates to uncover the truth about his mother.But every soul he devours makes the monster inside him strongr.and when your greatest weapon is a dragon born of your own sins, how long before you stop being human?

Jiang Feng considered himself just an ordinary delivery guy.Until one day, a young man suddenly appeared, carefully grabbing his hand and saying, “Judge, Judge, I am the King of Hell.”“…” Jiang Feng replied, “King of Hell, King of Hell, I am also the King of Hell.”The King of Hell turned around, tearfully addressing the Black and White Impermanence, “I knew it, he’s been wanting to usurp my position for a long time!”—-“Those people all say that Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, and tell me not to dwell on it anymore. Is it true that after people die, they don’t even have the right to appeal for justice?”“They look at life and death, I only judge right and wrong.”“Who are you?”—”The Judge.”

Found yourself here? why not read abit, its only 20 chapters. just a little bit of your time, who knows you might like what you see or perhaps you won't but a man can hope...***I was born in darkness and lived my life within it.But when the choice came, I willingly stepped into the light.Was it desire or a whim that made me do it?I don’t remember.I never had a name. They were foreign to me, yet I yearned for one. Why?I don’t remember.I remember how emotions once felt—how I couldn’t understand them.To me, they were like the flavors of ice cream.Now I can feel them, but they are too conflicting.Why do I feel sad, excited, and at peace while looking at the rain?Why are my feelings so conflicted, so contradictory, even over the simplest things?Was discarding so much of myself and becoming human worth it?My past self would say yes without hesitation.But in the present, I find myself wondering… hesitating.Was it really worth it? If yes,then why do I feel so empty?I can’t go back. I must walk forward without hesitation and regret.Perhaps this emptiness will fade with time.I can only hope.To my past self:I have achieved the goal you were seeking.I hope I didn’t let you down.I hope to make you proud.

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may.He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first.And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of.Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?