The Useless Stepmom Brings Her Kids to Reality TV Shows to Photograph Them - Chapter 614 - : 614. Lin Wan didn’t teach you the essence at all

The Earth of the future is united under a single government, but not all things are well. The shape of the playing field may be changed, but the powerful still rule the weak.And those who do not conform with the rest of society are exiled to another world. A world that not even the technology of the future managed to tame.It should have been humanity's New World but ended up as nothing more than a penal colony. A place where the exiled are sent to die.Motivated by revenge, Magnus sets out on a quest to bring his own justice to his enemies. For that purpose, he is willing to go further than most others.But then he learns that if he truly wishes to change things, he can only find his answers beyond the gate.Having lived most of her life as an exile, Astra is a woman of few interests aside from survival and climbing the ranks of her clan.To achieve those goals, she certainly won't be squeamish when a chance literally falls into her lap, or will she?———————————————————————————————I am trying to go with a survival/“no modern tech” setting in this one. People from a technologically advanced society are thrown into a world where they can't maintain their tech. They are forced to rely on what the world provides where they have to make do with the limited resources they have and what little of their old technology is still working. Their gene manipulation allows them to have something akin to superpowers, but that doesn't help much against the monsters of their new world. Not sure yet whether sufficiently advanced technology will be discovered later on to count as magic.It turns more political between the various clans later on.

There once upon-a-time roamed a boy.The boy went from a baby to a toddler. Then from a toddler to a child. Then a child to a boy. Then from a boy to a man. But, no matter how old he grew, no matter how much time passed, he kept on pondering and pondering, if people reflected on their existence, then what did existence reflect on?No matter if he was crawling on all fours with pacifier, drawing a red house on a green hill with a painting brush, fishing for big and small fishies in his small, little boat, skinning a deer he had caught, or even sleeping, the question persisted.No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't reach the answer.He became a tutor, a teacher, a killer, a hacker, a criminal, until there was once thing he still did not become.A God.Being subjected to a heavily traumatizing event, Amon now wakes up to only to find himself in a game called 'The Adventure of the Hero: IX' he had once played a long time ago, where he finds a world filled with swords and magic, a magical academy, demons, high-ranked devils, dragons, and advanced technologyFollow the story of Amon, the eighth mechanism of the universe, as he navigates through worlds, universes, multiverses, and the omniverse. gathering the rest of the eight mechanisms, fighting against ancient and outer gods, becoming a tutor of a certain, little daughter-of-a-demon-king, put on a witch hunt of eldricht cosmic horror entities, attending an academy with the protagonist, heroines, villains, villainesses, and even a transmigrated third-rate final boss, meeting witches, creating sects, meeting the 9 goddesses, going against both Orthodox and Unorthodox churches, and many more!This is the story of a boy that had nothing, the story of the boy who knew the price of zer0, the legend of the boy known as 'The Happy'.The Boy who had a broken God Complex----------------------WARNING: This novel delves into themes of madness, insanity, and distorted realities. As the story progresses, it may change your perception and evoke unsettling emotions. Reader discretion is advised. Take care to recognize when to step back if you feel overwhelmed.

“I, Benson Walton, reject you, Selma Payne, from being my future Luna and mate.

“If you’re sensible, you’ll find a quiet place to die on your own, instead of tarnishing our people’s glory.

“You’re just an ugly toad. Stay in the mud quietly, and don’t burden our pack.”

On Benson’s nineteenth birthday, he found out that we were destined mates. But I didn’t expect that he would rather endure great pain than accept me. Every word he said smashed directly into my heart, and the pain made me tremble uncontrollably.

I learned I wasn’t my parents’ biological child when I was sixteen. Although they thought of me as an angel that a stork had given them, it didn’t change the fact that I was a weak, little human.

I was just a soft egg who would fall over with a poke, a loser who couldn’t even see the road without help from the moonlight. My existence brought shame to my parents, and to my pack!

Perhaps I should have died in the woods from the start. With that thought in mind, I decided to return them a pure and unblemished pack tonight.

So, I jumped off a cliff and thought I would die. I never imagined I would be saved, and my true identity turned out to be the Lycan King’s only daughter who had been lost eighteen years ago. I was also heir to the throne!

That surprised me a lot. I was actually a werewolf? But… Why was I so weak? Was this all just a mistake?

To become a qualified heir, I concealed my identity and received training. However, could that frivolous instructor who was in charge of training me really help me awaken my wolf, or was he simply taking advantage of me?

As I grew stronger and became a public figure, others attacked and plotted against me many times. Did they have anything to do with those who kidnapped me all those years ago?

I have to catch them! I’ll protect my family, and my lover!

Wen TianHe originally thought he was a man who’s going to be a domineering chairman. But in the end, he became the man alongside the domineering chairman.

The sharp edge of a knife is difficult to cross; thus the wise man said that the path to salvation will be hard.
—Mao Mu, (Blade)

The blade of a sword must be sad for its lack in friendship. Because no matter whom it wants to give a hug, the other would be divided into two.
—Vietnamese Overbearing Chairman, Si Guan (Silence is Golden)

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