MTL - Journey To the Heavens Starting From the Night - Chapter 155 A conversation spanning 0 years

Born at the lowest grade, nobody thought Percy would amount to much.Everything changes when his bloodline manifests in an unexpected way, letting him possess random bodies across the cosmos. Snatching all sorts of advantages - like a second mana core - Percy can finally claim the resources and respect he's been denied.Yet, reaching the top won't be easy. Not every journey yields a valuable treasure, and neither the warring Houses nor the invading gods will wait for him to grow...***What to expect:- Weak to strong male MC- Daily releases- Fast paced with frequent powerups- Fantasy setting with magic and a system- Isekai elements (Percy often possesses random bodies on distant worlds)- Western cultivation elements (Cleansing mana core to extend lifespan)- Morally grey MC (Willing to break a few rules but not a scumbag)

[The time-travelling heroine who never turns around when speaking vs. the aristocratic self-effacing hero who always gets slapped in the face and is reborn]

Everyone said that sooner or later the second wife of the Shen family would be killed by the adopted daughter.

The melon seeds and benches are all ready, just waiting to watch the show.

Who knows——

Not only is he not dead, he is also getting better and better!

The eldest son became a well-known miracle doctor; the second son became a general; the younger son was smart and well-read, and became the number one scholar at the age of fifteen…

As for Shen Nian, that was even more remarkable.

She is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of the country, and everyone dislikes her for living in the countryside.

The boss of the apocalypse has traveled through time.

He has strange powers, possesses three types of supernatural powers, and is extremely lucky.

Her biological father is the Duke of Jian Zai’s heart, the leader of the Golden Scale Guard is a poor little boy she saved casually, and the bad old man who follows her is a weird doctor known to the world…

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When they heard that Prince Xiao was leaving Zhongdu, the elite circle went crazy with joy. They prayed to gods and Buddhas in the hope that this man would die outside.

But not only did he come back fine, he also brought a girl who was even more arrogant than him.

Everyone laughed at Shen Nian for being a vulgar farm girl.

The Holy One sneered, “…you call a person who makes a people rich, vulgar?”

The prince chuckled, his eyes flashing with a ferocity that made people feel heartbroken.

The next day, the person who gossiped behind his back either had his face ruined or his leg broken…

Shen Nian stuck his head out to watch the show, “Tsk, I told you that you would be punished if you spread bad words about me, but you didn’t believe it. You should believe it now.”

Xiao Shizi, who deeply concealed his merit and fame, nodded and smiled warmly and harmlessly, “…I think everyone believes it.”

If they didn’t believe it, he could make them even worse.

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Warning: This is a rewrite of my previous fanfic— Every Hole is a Goal.Current World: Avatar: The Last Airbender***Executed for escaping his owners, Nik met a relieving fate of beheading with the circumstances of his corpse unknown yet having an honorable end of his corpse is not his greatest concern for he is given a chance at life again. Of course, this meant Nik now worked for an organization that sent individuals like him throughout the omniverse for some reason unknown to him.As they say, if for the penny, in for the pounding.Nik: Wait... I'm not a prost... ehm, rental 'helper' anymore. Do I still charge?An adventure of a lifetime, they say. One that never ends.***Note:1) I don't own any original lore.2) This is the most standard 'collection' type harem novel you will ever see, so, if this is not your taste... well, give it a shot still and see if whether the other aspects of fanfic can cover them or not.3) All the characters I write smut about will be 18+. I will make sure to tweak the fanfic a bit in that way to make sure that the story itself adapts to these circumstances.4) If tags like an orgy and incestuous relationship are not your cup of tea, then... this may not be the 'one' fanfic for you.5) If men and women of sexual 'socialness' more commonly termed as floozy and even more degenerative terms most likely known to you all is not your cup of tea, then I apologize once again, this fanfic may not be the 'one.'6) There is no ntr, but there may be netori.

A princess's duty is to be beautiful, quiet, not loud, to be seen and not to be heard, which was how Dahlia lived most of her life. Bound by the expectations of her title, she spent years trying to prove to her father that she was more than just a princess and capable of being more than an ornament in his court but each time she never got the chance. Instead, she was forced into a marriage of convenience with the bravest knight in all the kingdom, Reagan Hawthorne.Dahlia thought she would use this marriage to escape the brutal crutches of her father and glide out of her cage but Reagan’s cold disdain was an unexpected prison of its own. While he waged wars on distant lands, she stayed behind, holding his household together and protecting the people he seemed to ignore. But Dahlia carried a dangerous secret. By day, she was the perfect wife. By night, she became the “Black Knight,” a masked vigilante fighting for justice in the shadows.Reagan returned, ready to focus on his personal mission: avenging his father’s death. To him, Dahlia was just another pawn in his plans—a spoiled princess he needed to tolerate. But as cracks began to form in her perfect façade, Reagan couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to his wife than met the eye.Now, with enemies circling closer and their secrets threatening to collide, Dahlia and Reagan must confront the lies they’ve told themselves and each other. But when masks fall and truths are revealed, will their fragile bond withstand the storm—or will it shatter beyond repair?One wound. One secret. One night that changes everything.