Garden Of Poison - Chapter 232: Evading the swirling storm

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT R18][SMUTS]Rex Rexilion was a scumbag piece of shit—and he knew it.He was a bully. A serial heartbreaker. A man who laughed at consequences and crushed others for fun.When death finally claimed him, Rex expected hell. Instead, he woke up in another world.A cruel, lawless fantasy realm where heroes are hypocrites, gods are bored, and morality is just another currency.Before Rex could even process his reincarnation, a sarcastic system appeared before his eyes with a mocking, smug, and disturbingly honest personality.[Desire Authority System Activated.][Objective: Harvest desire from all womens you can get.]The rules were simple and ridiculous: the deeper the desire of MILFs, GILFs, queens, widows, and forgotten legends, the stronger Rex would become.All of his strength, skills, titles, even fate itself would bend to him as long as he continued indulging in temptation.To Rex, it sounded less like a curse and more like a joke.A joke he was very willing to play along with.Armed with shameless charm, villainous intelligence, and a system that grew stronger the more morally questionable his actions became, Rex carved a path of chaos through kingdoms and noble houses alike.Seduction replaced swords. Manipulation replaced honor. And laughter followed wherever disasters unfolded.Heroes hunted him. Churches condemned him. Empires whispered his name with fear and fascination.Yet Rex never pretended to be a savior.“Villain?” he would scoff.“No. I’m just honest about my desires.”As wars ignited over affection and alliances collapsed over whispered promises, Rex Rexilion rose, not as a hero, but as something far more dangerous:A villain who understands desire better than gods.In this world, righteousness will fall.And Rex will laugh as it burns.----------------------------What to expect:No NTR, No Yuri, A lot of Netori where MC steals someone's girl, pure villain MC, and LARGE harem

76 years ago, the world changed. Or rather, should I say it evolved? Even so, this, “evolution” came at a price. Or maybe, the 'price' is what caused the evolution in the first place. What is this 'price', you ask? An invasion. Monsters from another world. Creatures we've only known through fork lore, myths and fantasy novels. They came from portals, known as Dungeon Gates, threatening all of mankind as we knew it. So in order to fight this catastrophe, the evolution happened. Half of the world's already large population Awakened as superhumans with Skills, Spells and Special Attacks all so they could pass through the Gates, enter the Dungeons and clear them. One by one. Thus marked the beginning of the Great Age Of Warriors.Name's Raid. And I'm one such Warrior. Now here's the kicker. I'm an F-Rank. The first one in history. Due to my low Mana Capacity, I could only choose one Class. The infamous Blacksmith Class. A Class no one even looked at twice, because weapons of mass destruction can easily be created with today's technology without much hassle. Now I'm faced with the reality of being seen as the weakest Warrior of all time, but you know what? To hell with it all. I'll make the most of the cards I've been dealt, even if those cards are...pretty shitty cards. I'll show all those High-Ranked Warriors what's what. They'll know my name whether they want to or not.Tag along for the ride if you're interested. Because once I get going, I'm not stopping until I reach the top.

Reincarnated into the muddy guts of a cursed swamp as a tsetse fly, former office worker and master-level cynic Buzz Windbreaker quickly discovers that survival is both absurd and magnificent. The air is thick with poison, the predators are many-limbed and spell-woven, and the prey? Just as desperate as he is.Yet with every drop of blood he drains from beast, beastkin, or unlucky mortal, Buzz unlocks fragments of an ancient arcane lattice that spirals beneath the skin of the world itself—a system of runes, incantation spirals, and primordial energy flows forgotten by even the highborn mages.His evolution isn't just physical: it is architectural. Each new form is built like a spell—symmetrical, efficient, cruel. Wings shimmer with sigil arrays. Proboscises become siphons of mana and memory. Legs are sharpened to runic blades. Jokes sting. Death stings harder.Soon, Buzz isn't just hunting. He is ascending.

A young man who wanted nothing but love from others died while talking to a mysterious author of his favourite novel.However, that wasn't the end for him, as he reincarnates in a Xianxia world with a Wish Fulfillment system. He can wish for anything, and it will be fulfilled.Finally, getting a chance to make his dream come true, he decided to make his own Divine Harem Sect where he would have a whole sect to love him.Of course, that also includes other type of love........“Huh!? What do you mean my disciples destroyed your sect? That's impossible! Don't you see how cute and kind they are? They are harmless!”“Hmm? My disciple flattened the Hollow Mountains? Don't joke around. Can't you see her sleeping peacefully in my lap?”“My dear disciples, why are you all lowering your robes? Wait! Why are you taking my clothes off? Well, now I can't do anything about this.”