MTL - It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother - Chapter 113

Six thousand years ago, Su Changsheng traveled through the fantasy world. He practiced hard and wanted to reach the peak, but he failed to even attain sainthood and was backlashed. He was disheartened, and when he wanted to die…The system was accidentally activated.‘As long as you marry a wife and have children, and develop the family, you can continue to get rewards and resources.’Su Changsheng suddenly realized the right way to advance to the peak.[You married Gu Qingge, the Empress of Destiny, and she gave birth to your first daughter. Talent: Indestructible Body, Aptitude: Peerless in the world!] [Rewards: Indestructible Body of the First Demon of All Calamities; Emperor-level Scripture!] [You vigorously developed the family and successfully promoted it to the ancient family!] [Rewards: Ancient Clan Gift Package; Luck-Golden Dragon; Imperial Weapon from Ancient Clan] [You married the Ancient Queen…] [You married Quintuplet Goddess from the Celestial Clan…]“I can have such achievements in my life, it’s all thanks to my own efforts!”Several years later, Su Changsheng, the supreme immortal master of the heavens, revered as the Great Heavenly Emperor Changsheng, humbled himself.

His muscles screamed, his body begged for rest, his mind ordered him to stop. But Bakugo couldn't. Not while Izuku hadn't arrived. So, he pushed forward. Every explosion, every strike, every movement was pure determination, a reflection of his unwavering will to win.For a moment, he felt beyond himself. Fast. Precise. Almost invincible.And then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The battlefield vanished, and the pain ceased.It was in that moment that Katsuki Bakugo understood... he had died.Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, images or songs featured in this fic. Additionally, I do not claim ownership of any products or properties mentioned in this novel. This work is entirely fanfic.

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?

A slime randomly falls into existence. Sapient and born with the ability to recreate parts of the things it preys upon, the highly confused drop of primordial soup decides that the only real thing it can do is become the being at the top of the food chain. A task of longevity in the leaves of the Omniverse.