MMORPG: Birth of the World's Luckiest Player - Chapter 172: The Headless Cavalry

BLURB> He was reborn by mistake. Raised with purpose. Loved by a god. Worshipped by monsters. And the galaxy doesn’t stand a fucking chance.Irvine’s soul took one wrong turn through the wheel of karma and woke up in a body grown by an intergalactic hivemind goddess with boundary issues and galaxy-sized ambition. Now he’s the golden child of a psychic swarm that feeds on control and burns whole worlds for affection.With Crystal at the helm, warriors like Kimchi, relic-weapons like Kiya, and a council of psionic horrors eager to call him king, Irvine must choose what kind of god he wants to be.Because when a hivemind learns to love......it doesn’t know when to stop.The universe will kneel—or get devoured trying.SYNOPSISIrvine didn’t ask to be reincarnated, but the cosmos had other plans. And it didn’t hand him a cheat code or a clean slate—just one random boon, selected by an uncaring divine roulette wheel.Good karma? Bad karma? Balanced as all fuck.Now he's reborn in the body of a psionically tuned alien hybrid, raised from psychic infancy by Crystal, the hivemind queen of a race so advanced they’ve abandoned individuality for shared omniscience. All except her baby boy.Irvine is the singularity inside the swarm, the first soul allowed to think, dream, and desire independently. Trained by warriors like Kimchi, advised by bio-symbiotes like Kiya, loved ferociously by hive sisters like Diane, and shadowed by powers ancient and unnamed, Irvine is both weapon and wielder, saint and sacrifice.But empires don’t run on hugs and handjobs. As Crystal expands her dominion—across star systems and sentient nebulae—Irvine must lead the charge through blood, fire, and psionic flame.His soul is still human. His body? Engineered for extinction. His heart? Not entirely his anymore.

In my previous life, I was a pawn, highlighting Henry Preston's deep affection for another woman, ultimately leading to a tragic end with a broken family and a desolate fate.After being reborn, I found that letting go and doing nothing felt the most comfortable, so I decided not to intervene and just wait for Henry Preston to propose a divorce.But the situation developed a bit strangely; the man who was never home in the past life started coming back frequently. He also seemed worried that I might cheat on him.“Do you believe that in the near future, you'll be eager for me to disappear?” I asked.“Stop dreaming,” he replied. “We'll torment each other to death.”I sighed, confident in my knowledge as someone reborn, that Henry Preston would soon meet his true love.Finally, he and she met, and I thought my freedom was just a step away.However, he quietly asked back, “Who said I was going to divorce?”Not only did he refuse to divorce, but he also started paying more and more attention to me, even abandoning his true love!

[Multiverse Fanfic]After an intimate encounter with a speeding truck, Ryota transmigrated into the Naruto world.Despite not being a member of the Uchiha clan, he somehow found himself caught up in the night of their clan's massacre.Fortunately, at the critical moment, he awakened the “All-Encompassing Divine Eye” system.To escape the ruthless slaughter brought by the Ninja World's most dutiful son, Uchiha Itachi, Ryota relied on the system and entered a mysterious Trial Space to begin his training.Half a year later, even without Uchiha bloodline, he managed to awaken the Sharingan through the help of the system and finally emerged from the Trial Space.But looking around at the monsters constantly popping up, Ryota suddenly realized something wasn't quite right!A naturally airheaded swordswoman wielding a long blade, known as the “Sword Princess”; an elf who could cast magic, known as the “Nine Hells”…And then there was this red-haired, squinty-eyed girl claiming to be a goddess, insisting he join her Familia.Ryota: “Familia? Gods...? Where exactly am I?”Loki: “Orario, of course!”Read chapters ahead! Support my work on [email protected]/rivyura

On this land of real souls, with millions of different martial art institutions, there’re so many strong fighters just like the trees in the forests.