Monarch of Gluttony: System of Sin - Chapter 236: 236: Try if you can

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT!

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How do you celebrate Valentine’s Day?

Maybe you will answer that you are going to confess your feelings to someone while saying: “Be my valentine?”

It was a common thing, but Bai Chen had another idea for celebrating Valentine’s Day. He already had a girlfriend who was beautiful, intelligent, and kind, but on Valentine’s Day, he wanted to make his girlfriend his valentine in a different way.

Having lived for more than two decades but still a virgin, Bai Chen wanted to end his virginity today as a way to make his girlfriend his valentine.

He was very enthusiastic about it, but who would have thought that his heart wasn’t strong enough to stand his enthusiasm until he finally got a heart attack when he was only one step away from making his girlfriend his valentine?

And what was even worse, not only did Bai Chen fail to make his girlfriend his valentine, but he was also transmigrated to a world completely different from his world.

He transmigrated into another world and became a Werewolf Prince, and as if that wasn’t bad enough, he became a gay Werewolf Prince.

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“How can I be gay? I’m as straight as a metal pipe, and I will only break but never bend!”

“Are you sure about that? But metals are ductile and malleable, and they can be shaped, bent, or manipulated without breaking.”

Vampire Slave Number 43, or the self-named, Azriel Ruinous, learned about the history between the humans and the Vampires and it filled him with rage and hatred.

Nonetheless, he was helpless to do anything.

After years and years of suppression, the Vampires have become the weakest race in the world.

However, lady luck seemed to be on his side as Azriel found an ancient jar filled with mysterious blood that will not only change his, but his race's destiny as well.

This, will be the story about the rise of the self-named, Azriel Ruinous, and the Return of the Forgotten Blood Empire.

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“Have you heard about the rumour?”

“What rumour?”

“They say that there's a Vampire on the loose, he's out there killing humans mercilessly”

“Hahahaha! That's the funniest joke I ever heard! Vampires? Those Slaves? Hahaha!”

“Yeah, I feel the same! I think someone just started this rumour as a joke! Hahaha! How can those weaklings kill us, humans?”

“True True…”

In a bar, two middle-aged men talked and laughed as they discussed the recent rumour they heard.

Seeing those two, a drunk old man shook his head as he sighed.

“Ignorance is bliss indeed…”

“These younglings do not know what the real fear is…

The vampires may have fallen… but my old bones still remember the days when they were in their prime…”

The old man sobered up in an instant and his body shuddered in fear as the memories of the long-forgotten horror appeared in his mind.

He then took a deep breath as he patted his trembling body and muttered.

“I just hope that they are not back…”

“How long has it been?”10,000,000 Years, a period of time which he dwelled in the endless abyss as a captive of war.After his fall, he lost everything to the hands of those who stand above the heavens.The twelve gods of the constellations, the Primal Zodiacs!Creatures who descended down from the absolute light to consume all.He fought against them only to fall prey to their destruction, locked away in the endless Abyss.Astroth Vermont lost it all, his will, his empire, his powers and his mind, all he knew was despair.But that’s until he woke up, Returning back to the world as someone else.The Blackest Evil was reincarnated as the Tenth Young Master of the Reinhart Family.His return is going to shape the world, returning all into chaos!Will he exact his revenge?Who knows, welcome to the land of carnage

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”