The Sword God of the Universe - Chapter 51 - Pauper

“I am humanity's last hope, torn by demons. The burden rests on me alone.”The sky drop in 2030. Black and white meteorites landed on Earth and set off forces not ready for human experience.The black stones brought corrupt practices and horrible mutations. Though at what expense the white stones provided gifts and comfort?The earth sank. Older borders disappeared. Once considered legends, creatures reappeared, and the first portals to hell opened in metropolitan areas.Among this anarchy, one power emerged singularly : The World Government.Though behind its words was total control, it promised peace and rebuilding.Born in this new order as a holy branch of the government under the charismatic man Klein Illias Seraphiel, the New Church emerged.Alleged Pope, praised as a prophet, but secretly known as a demon.Only one man stood against this new order : Kang Soo Jin.A rebel, falsely accused of many crimes he never committed. Captured, tortured, and executed.But before dying, he swore to return.Since then, rumors have spread. Kang Soo Jin will return, and it will not be for forgiveness.__________________________________________→ Tags :#Transmigration#R18 [ Violence – Gore – Dark Fantasy – Explicit...]#Overpowered#Tragedy#Post-Apocalyptic#Thriller#Mysterie

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.]“Fuck, still so tight.”That's the first thing I hear after dying.Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it.I have objections, so many objections.My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me.I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK???By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you.It gets so much worse when I learn his name.Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking..“Round two?”And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

Ye Feng traveled through the barren parallel world of the game, obtained the game production system,

As long as players give a “super difficult” score, they can improve their game production ability,

Looking at the “very simple” comments in the game area,

Ye Feng was shocked, he came to another world with the Ninth Art,

“Digging for Ascension”, “Dead Cells”, “Curse of Blood”, “Sekiro”…

A series of games was born,

He wants to see, who dares to say it’s very simple!

Admit it, food is your only way out!

However,

The player who was tortured, lost his mind, lost his confidence, and lost his moral heart still firmly moved the mouse to that option!

very simple!

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