MTL - Feminist God - Chapter 248 i have a favor

The technology fanatic Huo Tian from the future world died because of a research accident and transmigrated into the body of a fake rich daughter from a wealthy family.

Before the real daughter of the family came back, she was the treasure of the family, and everyone treated her like a princess. After the real daughter returned, her status plummeted, and they treated her as an outsider.

Living in a wealthy family that valued blood relations the most, Huo Tian, an unrelated outsider, was given a hard time. Everyone hated and despised her. Leaving behind a letter of severance, Huo Tian left the Huo Family on her own accord without any lingering reluctance for her once luxurious life.

She started a new life with the original Huo Tian’s biological mother and uncle, who had been abandoned by the Huo Family’s real rich daughter. She started a business from scratch.

With her understanding of the future world and her grasp of futuristic technology, Huo Tian quickly became famous in the business circle and established a research company that was renowned throughout the country. All the researches from her company were ten years more advanced than everywhere else in the world. With every research published, the whole world would be taken aback and impressed by how miraculous it was.

As time passed, Huo Tian became increasingly successful. Just as she was getting used to being called a fake rich daughter, the secret that her biological mother hid was out of the bag—Huo Tian’s biological father was the head of the noblest and the most powerful wealthy family at an international level, the Xi Family.

Compared to the Xi Family, the Huo Family was nothing but insignificant. The fake rich daughter in everyone’s eyes and the joke among the wealthy circle suddenly became a real rich daughter of the most influential family. Moreover, the head of the Xi Family seemed to be spoiling his long-lost daughter to the heavens...

What is a story without a reader?Nothing.Stories are for the readers to define.What about a story with four readers?It is a lot for the story, but for the author the story is far from being satisfactory.So when the author closes the story beloved to only four readers.How do they deal with it?How do they deal with the end?What happens when the author swallows the key to the story’s life.Especially when it simply became beyond human terms.

After the brutal loss of his beloved grandfather, Liam Hunter embarks on a harrowing journey into the heart of the Dark Forest, known as the Forest of Kyrell, with a singular goal: to gain the strength necessary to honor his grandfather’s memory and to never lose anyone dear to him again. At just ten years old, Liam is thrust into a world of darkness and malevolence, where he endures four grueling years of training and transformation. In this shadowy realm, he is reborn as a fierce warrior, driven by a relentless desire to eradicate every demon and ultimately confront the Demon King, Emrys himself. To achieve his formidable goal, Liam must forsake any emotional connections that could weaken his resolve. The once vibrant and joyful boy is transformed by his trials into a cold and unfeeling combatant, hardened by the harsh realities of his quest. This is the story of Liam Hunter—the last wielder of dark magic—whose journey through darkness and sacrifice will shape him into a force of vengeance and resolve.

My end was not majestic, my beginning was not beautiful, but I will make damn sure that I rise once more. No more shall I bend a knee, no more shall I hide, no more shall I cower. No more shall the light guild my path, for only Darkness remains.

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Killed by the universe's greatest killer, Truck-Kun. My existence was twisted as I gazed up at King-Yama, staring down at me with revulsion, “You sick bastard, you ate people.” He bellowed, glaring at me with disgust.

Snorting, I gathered my courage raising my head high and proud, my voice carrying a hint of pride, “So what, have you ever tried it...Let me ask you, have you ever had sex.”

A bewildered expression hung on his rugged appearance as he absentmindedly nodded. A slight smirk crossed my face as I declared, “then have you ate ass,”

“WHAT!!!” He balled in panic, shivering like a guilty man on trial.

“HAHA, you call me disgusting, but it appears you were sucking ass, now that is truly disgusting. I don't judge, but if you ask me, I will stick to cannibalism.”

“THAT NOT A FAIR COMPARISON, YOU LITTLE SHIT,”