Death March kara Hajimaru Isekai Kyusoukyoku (WN) - Book 8 - Intermission: Sera

Just as Ye Fan got dumped by a gold-digger, he received a call from the hospital. Little did he expect that, ten months ago on one fateful night, he and his crush Bai Susu did something unspeakable… From that moment on, he embarked on the path of a doting dad… Pampering his wife, spoiling his kids… Unlimited affection!“Hello, Mr. Ye Fan, your wife is about to give birth in the hospital, hurry over to sign the paperwork!” An urgent voice sounded from the phone.“What, what’s going on, kid, and wife?” Ye Fan was utterly bewildered at that moment.… Just got dumped, then his biggest crush came knocking on his door.From then on, he embarked on the journey of spoiling his wife, spoiling his kids, unlimitedly! They had a grand wedding, everyone in town joined in the love fest! As the saying went, good things should be shared together, not alonel! So, let’s all enjoy the love fest together!

How does a half-grown mountain village boy like me end up bizarrely becoming the grandmaster out of nowhere?Source: Web...

Doomsday crisis, zombies are attacking, the situation is critical.Don't let our enemies change from zombies coming at us to humans we protect behind us.“Brother, what would you do if I turned into an irredeemable zombie?”“…kill you.”“Then do you know what I would do if you turned into a zombie?”“Kill me.”“No,” he lifted her long hair, revealing her smooth neck.“You are crazy. I advise you to give up this irrational idea.”“Brother, this world has gone crazy.”

How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.