The Primal Blood Demonic Dragon - Chapter 7: Tracy and Triti Left

Yang Qi was the son of the patriarch of a wealthy family from a small town.

Because she was obsessed with survival games, Tang Su was forewarned in her dream. She hoarded resources like crazy before she transmigrated into a survival romance game, becoming the gold-digger female support character. She would end up tormented by the female lead, and her family, who used to spoil her, were destroyed as well. As for the female lead? Six big shots with different personalities spoiled her as she rose to the top.

However, Tang Su had a shop with billions of resources, so she did not care. Outdoors, she could destroy monsters and build bases; indoors, she could make gourmet food and build squads, leading her family as they traveled across the world where dangers lurked everywhere. She made her three brothers the champions of the world and took in the lonesome final boss, living such a great life that the female lead was jealous. The final boss was handsome, aloof, and ruthless, though he was more than that in private.

While he kept everyone at arm’s length, he was more than affectionate towards Tang Su, restraining his cruelty just to get her. He carefully disguised himself as a minion and willingly revealed his fatal weakness to her, giving her all his tenderness. Unable to resist him, Tang Su obediently submitted to him. After all, everyone’s heart would race when they saw the final boss spoiling his wife! However, what was wrong with those six big shots? Why were they saying that they didn’t mind another comrade? Big shots: Tang Su, we can warm your bed for you…Shen Zhiting: Haha! Dream on!

“Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world.”...My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality.Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché “slay the demon king” trope.Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect.The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram.Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever.They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along.But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way.While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it.I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

Childhood, upbringing, family background, social relations, traumatic experiences…

We keep reviewing and seeking out the motives of criminals, exploring the subtlest emotions driving them. It’s not to put ourselves in their shoes and sympathize, or even forgive them; it’s not to find some reasons to exculpate their crimes; it’s not to kneel down before the so-called “complexity of human nature”; nor to introspect social conflicts, much less to alienate ourselves into monsters.

We just want to have a fair trial – for ourselves and for those who still have hope for the world.

A seme thug specialized in dealing with various kinds of disobedience vs. a cowardly and dissolute uke descended from a rich family

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