Game Making: Start By Healing the Player - Chapter 59

Unleash the power of the night as Vincent discovers his incredible abilities after stumbling upon an ancient artifact. But with great power comes great danger, and he must learn to control his inner beast to survive in a world full of supernatural threats.As he navigates his way through this new world, Vincent will uncover the truth about his transformation and the sinister forces that seek to destroy him. Along the way, he'll rely on the help of his super rich best friend and encounter a cast of intriguing characters, each with their own dark secrets and hidden agendas.From pulse-pounding action to heart-pumping romance, “The Original Alpha” will have you on the edge of your seat as you journey with Vincent through a world of darkness and danger. Are you ready to unleash the power of the night?

Karnak, a human born as an illegitimate child in a fallen aristocratic family, rose to the transcendent rank and became the Death King. Even god couldn’t contend with him.However, after becoming transcendent, he missed his human emotions, such as satisfaction and other things.So, with his oldest friend and second-in-command, who shared his belief, he decided to return in time with Barros and start over.However, something seemed wrong with this timeline.Now is the beginning of the new adventure of the Death King Karnak.

Nestled between dangerous roads and distant kingdoms, there exists a Tavern.Trail's End.Adventurers come here with sore shoulders and tired hearts.Some stay for the food.Others for the soft beds.Most for the man behind the bar.Kio doesn’t talk much.He listens.He knows things he shouldn’t.And somehow, he always knows exactly what each woman needs—be it a charm, a whispered warning, a guidance, or a night tangled in his arms.He offers no magic.No training.Just comfort.And yet, those who leave always feel… lighter.Clearer.As if something was set right inside them.They never quite know why.But they always come back.** This is kind of a Slice of Life Novel **_________MATURE WARNING - Smut, R18.Contains kinks.Ex. Anal, bdsm, bondage, threesomes, orgies.Slice of LifeNo Ntr, No Yuri ( No girls loving each other)

A broken prince, a shadowy scheme, all that amidst a bloody fight for a throne wrongly succeeded. Join a group of youngsters as they take their first steps into the martial world, towards the grandest adventure of their lives. It all begins in a certain inn, set against verdant mountains and facing a scenic lake.

“Bring us your finest wine and best meat!” Yelled a hulking man who seemed to be the leader of the dozen strong group.

“How much?” The waiter anxiously nodded his head.

“As much as you have!” The hulking man yelled back.

“That’s…”

“HUH?” The hulking man shot the waiter a furious glare.

“Dear guests, our inn operates on the principle of ‘pay first, dishes later’. As such, it will be better if you tell us exactly how much meat and wine you need.” Xiao Se returned their furious stares with a thin smile.

“Who are you supposed to be?” The hulking man eyed him with bulging eyes.

“This humble one is known as Xiao Se, the owner of this inn, the Fallen Snow Villa.” Xiao Se replied with the same smile and with a level of courtesy worth a solid 12/10.

“Well, we have no money.” The hulking man stabbed his blade into one of the nearby tables.

“Oh?”

“But I’m sure you have some!” The man pointed his finger at Xiao Se.

At that, Xiao Se furiously shook his head. “I’m sorry to break it to you but our little inn hasn’t made a single sale in almost a month. I’m about to owe them salaries myself…”

“Like hell if I care!” The hulking man smashed his palm down on the table. “Even if you have no money, that fur coat of yours should at least be worth a hundred odd silvers.”

“NONSENSE!” Yelled Xiao Se, eyes wide open and gaze as sharp as daggers.

The hulking man was stunned, his body even shivering involuntarily for that split second.

“I, Xiao Se, ride only the finest horse and wear only the richest threads! This fur coat of mine was specially sewn by some of the finest seamstresses in the imperial capital in the August Threads. Just sewing it took three whole months, shipping it, another one. Hmph, a hundred silvers? That’s not even enough to buy the sleeves of my coat!”