Eat The World Tree - Chapter 15: Hoping To Get Closer (5)

Alexander lived—and died—as a wretched, poor virgin, meeting his end as he laid in the hands of his own mother.Stricken by a strange illness, his final vow was a desperate plea: If I’m ever reborn, I’ll attack all the ladies. I'll give my canal desires more attention!Miraculously, fate answers.Reborn into a world eerily similar to his last, Alexander awakens as a Guardian Candidate—a chosen warrior destined to endure trials and serve the gods.But he has no interest in destiny. Armed with divine skills and a frustratingly incompetent and seductive system, he rejects his ordained path, determined to seize this second life for one purpose: conquering women.Now, as a self-aware, unapologetic pervert, Alexander embarks on a relentless quest to charm, seduce, and claim every beautiful woman he encounters.Will his insatiable appetite lead him to the harem of his dreams, or will his reckless pursuit bring another premature end?Join Alexander in this wild, uninhibited adventure—where desire defies duty, and pleasure reigns supreme!

Wen Ran was a winner in life. She had a good background, was beautiful, and had a young fairy as her fiancé. After living in this world for many years, she remembered that she was wearing a book.

She is the male protagonist’s fiancee and the male protagonist’s Bai Yueguang. Even when she and another person were caught by the devil in Juyuan Valley, they faced a life-and-death crisis. The male protagonist was forced to choose one of the two, and Wen Ran became the one who survived. man, while the other fell into the abyss.

The wind on the top of the cliff was strong that day, which reminded Wen Ran a lot.

After that person “dies”, the male protagonist will know that the person who saved him in the past is not Wen Ran, and he will also realize that the person he loves is not Wen Ran. The one he gave up with his own hands.

The male protagonist is suffering and blackened, and he is about to start the script of chasing his wife crematorium.

Wen Ran, who knew she was a female supporting role, felt that she was finished!

However, on the Juyuan Valley, Wen Ran saw with his own eyes the usual self-restraining and returning to the ritual, when the indifferent young Xianjun faced the situation of choosing one of two, he directly raised his foot and kicked the man down the abyss .

Afterwards, he looked at her with a smile, “You don’t remember what I just did, do you?”

Wen Ran: “…”

what happened?

How did the character of the male protagonist collapse!

A long, long time later.

While poking her in the face, he asked her curiously, “Does the meaning of chasing the wife’s crematorium mean that you will be thrown into the fire first, and then I will chase you in the fire?”

Facing his eager eyes, Wen Ran fell into a long silence.

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This is the story of a man who had no choice but to become a villain.But not just any villain because even villains have standards.This is the journey of a man learning how to become one. And to help him, the MC has access to an unlimited number of villains in his System Space, pulled from across all realities from every known dimension: Murim, Cultivation, Supernatural, Urban, Martial Arts, Mecha, and beyond.So what is it that Razeal can learn?What can he teach? And why?How can someone with knowledge from nearly every kind of reality reshape the one he’s living in?Someone with the potential to access everything the multiverse has to offer?Tired of seeing the same ideas repeated?The same system copy-pasted with no soul?No real character building no personalities, no free will?Come read this.Who knows you might find something worthwhile.

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.