MTL - Absolute Deal - Chapter 35 back to Gotham

One choice can change everything in the Multiverse—a simple decision, a single moment, a shift in fate. In the vast expanse of timelines, Subaru Natsuki’s life takes an unexpected turn when a seemingly random choice disrupts the course of his journey.My name is Subaru. I used to think that being transmigrated into a different world would be a dream come true. But after dying countless times, I've realized it's nothing like I imagined. Death doesn’t come easy, and neither does power. I thought I had it all figured out, but now I find myself burdened with gifts... or curses, depending on how you see it.They call to me—the voices of the Witches.“Wow, sorry for visiting you,” Minerva’s voice echoes in his mind, her tone both playful and apologetic. Subaru grits his teeth. He knows too well what this means.“Sorry, Minerva,” Subaru mutters, though his voice is tinged with frustration and confusion.-----MC: SubaruShip: Subaru X HaremNow to make things clear, Suberu is still going too die, die a lot almost, he will still need too deal with everything, just because he and more power's doesn't mens he is fully safe so yeah

Zhong Li, an orphan in the 21st century, was wondering how to collect the fees for his college study on the street, when he was suddenly hit by a car, which threw him into a river. An orphan’s disappearance would not bring too much attention to the world, but this accident gave Zhong Li another chance of living a glorious life in an immortal world. When he woke up, he found himself lying in a magnificent yet strange palace built of all gold, but had no door. An immortal claimed to be his savior and wanted to train Zhong Li with all of his cultivation methods, only because he was too lonely and wanted a disciple to keep him company. When Zhong Li finished his study, the master would tell him how to go out of the palace. Zhong Li never thought that the path to immortality would bring him to the fate of becoming a dragon.

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Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.