The Police Called Me For The Filing, Revealing Me, A Master - Chapter 989 - : Dao Ancestor in Sweet Trouble (2)

In a world transformed by dungeon gates and awakened classes, Hunters fight monsters to earn power, fame, and fortune.Frank? He awakened as a Trader. F-Rank.No spells. No sword skills. Just one system window… and 500 dimensional tokens.Everyone laughed. Told him to quit. But Frank didn’t need fireballs—he had something better:『Dimensional Trading System Online』Connects to other worlds. One trade per day. Limited inventory. Unlimited potential.He sold candy to bug warriors. Swapped solar chargers for alchemy potions. Bought a sword technique with instant delivery.Then, he opened a booth beside a dungeon gate… and started outselling real vendors.Now, the same Hunters who mocked him line up to buy.Guild-backed merchants want him gone.And Frank? He’s just getting started.He’s not hiding. He’s not cheating.He’s building a business—and a blade arm to match.When monsters strike, Frank fights beside his customers.When dungeon loot drops, he flips it across worlds.From a broke rookie to a cross-realm powerhouse, Frank isn’t just surviving—he’s becoming the most dangerous F-Rank in the business.

[Warnung vor sexuellen Inhalten und expliziten Szenen]Warnung: Sexuelle Inhalte, explizite Szenen, Komödie, MILFs, genialer Hauptcharakter und sein Harem.Besitzergreifender Hauptcharakter, großer Harem, fähige Haremmitglieder, kein Gewissen gegenüber Männern, Hauptcharakter ist ein entspannter Typ, bis etwas mit seinen Frauen passiert.~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~Ethan Nocturne dachte immer, er sei nur ein normaler Kerl in einer Welt, in der jeder mit 18 Jahren Superkräfte erweckt. Aber als sein Geburtstag kommt, ändert sich alles. Sein Körper fühlt sich stärker an, seine Sinne schärfer, und Frauen – besonders die in seiner Umgebung – beginnen sich seltsam zu verhalten, fühlen sich zu ihm hingezogen auf eine Weise, die er nicht versteht.Dann trifft ihn die Wahrheit – er ist kein Mensch. Er trägt die Inkubus-Blutlinie, das seltene männliche Gegenstück zu einem Sukkubus. Und seine Adoptivfamilie? Sie sind nicht nur mächtige Übermenschen. Seine Adoptivmutter, Lilith Nocturne, ist die Sukkubus-Königin, und seine drei atemberaubenden Stiefschwestern sind Sukkubus-Prinzessinnen – Herrscherinnen eines ganzen Fantasieplaneten.Aber hier ist der seltsamste Teil – sie wissen nicht, was er wirklich ist.Während Ethan versucht, seine neue Realität zu verstehen, erfährt er, dass die Superkräfte der Welt nicht so einfach sind, wie die Menschen glauben. Fantasiewesen – Elfen, Vampire, Drachengeschlechter und mehr – sind nicht nur Mythen. Sie sind real. Und sie leben heimlich unter den Menschen.Jetzt tauchen sie in seinem Leben auf, von ihm angezogen aus Gründen, die er nicht erklären kann. Seine Blutlinie, sein Erwachen und das System, das ihn leitet – alles ist mit etwas viel Größerem verbunden.Warum haben sich diese Rassen so lange versteckt? Was ist die wahre Wahrheit hinter den Superkräften? Und warum hat er das Gefühl, dass seine bloße Existenz dazu bestimmt ist, alles zu verändern?Mit einem System, das ihn zu seinen Inkubus-Instinkten drängt, mächtigen Frauen aus der ganzen Welt – und darüber hinaus –, die in seine Umlaufbahn fallen, und Kräften im Schatten, die jeden seiner Schritte beobachten, hat Ethan zwei Möglichkeiten – dagegen ankämpfen oder es annehmen.Aber eines ist klar – sein Leben wird nie mehr dasselbe sein.…...Kein NTR.....PS: Ich bin noch neu dabei und habe noch viel zu lernen und kann Fehler machen, also wenn ihr welche findet, kommentiert bitte, und ich werde sie so schnell wie möglich beheben........

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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