Exclusive Love: Pampered by the Scheming Tycoon - Chapter 519 - 500: Dreaming of a Past Life

David, a 2D enthusiast from the Dragon Kingdom, unexpectedly finds himself in a cyberpunk world. His once-casual “Traveling Frog” game becomes a golden finger—his frog now travels to various two-dimensional worlds, bringing back rare treasures.Armed with these unique gifts, David begins building his influence in Night City. One fateful night, he saves a mother and her son on a speeding road. On a packed maglev train, he meets a white-haired thief stealing a chip. At a bar, he befriends an irritable but lovable little girl.David’s rise challenges Arasaka’s hold on Night City. Combining futuristic tech with 2D ingenuity, he forms an unconventional gang, reshaping the city's power structure.From an ordinary fan to a king of the neon streets, David proves that even in a cyberpunk dystopia, the impossible can become reality.-------------------------------------------------------Extra chapters available in patreonpatreon.com/Dragonscribe31

【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】“To rule the world, he wanted to be a King. Fate decided he would be a Queen.”*Slow-Burn TF: A detailed transformation from a lean boy to a voluptuous, devastatingly sexy beauty.*Genre: Gender Bender (Male to Female), High Fantasy, Adult, System, Harem, Incest (Cousins), R-18, Mature, Yuri (After Transformation), Domination/Submission.Alex was a disappointment. In a world ruled by powerful Gene Warriors, he was a nineteen-year-old F-rank awakener with zero talent, working the bellows in his uncle's blacksmith shop.As a fellow traveler from Earth, he dreamed of a powerful system, strength, domination, and standing at the top. But a thunderstorm in the Green Leaf Mountains changed everything.Seeking shelter in a dilapidated shrine, Alex stumbles upon a broken statue and a mysterious, silver-haired beauty who shouldn't exist.She is the Silver Serpent Empress—an ancient, predatory soul in need of a body. And she chooses him.Locked in a battle for his own body, Alex watches in horror as his rough skin molts away to reveal porcelain perfection, his muscles soften into dangerous curves, and his presence becomes a pheromone-laced trap that no one—male or female—can resist.“Stop fighting it, little vessel,” the Empress whispers in his mind, her voice like honey mixed with poison. “Look at how your cousin looks at you. The City Lord wants to chain you to her bed. You have the power to bring kingdoms to their knees... all you have to do is open your legs.”Alex trembled, clutching his chest where his nipples were throbbing painfully against his shirt. “I am a man! I won't be your toy!”“Are you?” she laughs. “Then why does your body tremble so sweetly when you are touched?”Alex must navigate a world where he is no longer the hunter, but the ultimate prize.

On this continent, all creatures had a chance of evolving into dragons.

It was said that every life had their own Dragon Gates. After crossing it, they’d become like the sun and moon in the sky, dazzling gloriously.

That also applied to humans.

Humans’ Dragon Gates were becoming Dragon Tamers.

Searching everywhere for young spirits close to dragonizing, and training them into unparalleled Dragon Kings!

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So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep.But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact.My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society.Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap.Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique “Slumber System” gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, “aggressive coziness” isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook.So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content.The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little “peaceful revolution” is a threat to their entire “kill-stuff-for-profit” business model.But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury.My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself.And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality.Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy?