MTL - Dressed In White Moonlight Her Ex-wife - Chapter 30

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[Option One: City of Light, save the survivors in the apocalypse and become a glorious and benevolent savior.]

[Option Two: City of Darkness, humans who enter the City of Darkness can only become your slaves. And you, will be the devil ruling over the apocalypse.]

Sorry, I am no saint, I choose City of Darkness! From today onwards, I will be a villain!

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President Grant, your wife has two illegitimate children outside.A year into their marriage, her husband discovered the two children she had outside.Raina Lowell was speechless and chose to divorce.After leaving with nothing, she discovered that her children were actually her ex-husband's flesh and blood?Her ex-husband also found out that the children were his.In order to bring the children back to the Grant Family and acknowledge their ancestry, Adrian Grant used every method possible, tirelessly appearing in front of his ex-wife and children to show goodwill every day.“Raina, if you remarry me, I'll never go against your wishes again.”“Evelyn, if you just come home with dad, everything I have will be yours to inherit.”Evelyn held her mother's hand and pulled a young handsome uncle over, “Sorry, ex-dad, I have a new dad now.”At that moment, President Grant felt like the sky was falling.How could his wife and children be with another man?

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Leon Vale’s world stopped when the chamber labeled him F-Rank, no spark, just Empty Core.One dozen sparks in a sea of a thousand chances. A near-miracle of failure, somehow flopped harder than flatlining.In Neo-Veridia, strength rules the game, no exceptions. Those who are tough get hailed as champions; others? They're stuck cleaning up messes. Might makes right here, plain and simple.Leon ended up on the ground. That’s where he landed, no surprise there.Later, the red moon climbed into view. Right after, creatures smashed past the shield. His siblings stood near death yet deep in his Empty Core, an old force stirred awake.[ SHADOW EXTRACTION SYSTEM ACTIVATED ]Leon takes energy from whatever he defeats. Each time a creature falls, he gains more strength. As shadows vanish into him, he drifts toward a mystery - something waits in a space beyond places: a seat atop no land, while a voiceless headpiece calls out to him through empty dark.Yet taking what’s not yours brings trouble.On top of everything else, the Evernight Alliance caught wind. Not just vampires - werewolves too. Old creatures that oughta be myths are poking at the city’s walls, messing up dungeon cores, chasing whatever’s pumping out that dark energy signal.Hunting for him.Leon’s stuck in a risky move, quietly getting stronger so he can shield his folks, hitting school while sneaking around to pull out shadows, acting powerless even though some old, grim force now names him successor.That F-Rank tag? Total fake. His Empty Core isn't broken, it fights. Each darkness he swallows drags him nearer to a reality he can’t face yetNot every seat of power fits a hero.Some crowns come from shadows, built on bones.Some kids just inherit stuff whether they like it or not.The Crimson Moon marked the start. What’s coming next? Things are about to heat up.