MTL - Law of the Devil - Chapter 482 [The shame of death]

The sky and the earth are infinitesimal as a grain, and a life of peace is like the sea.

Lu Heng, who crossed over to the other world, found himself transformed into a huge white wolf, a mountain God of a remote mountain with a group of villagers under his rule.

In this strange and wild world, demons and giant beasts run rampant, and human order is almost non-existent.

These, however, are not what Lu Heng needs to think about. What he needs to think about now is how to tell this group of villagers that he does not need little girls.

Besides, he actually doesn’t want to be a God anymore…

Once an imperial princess, now reborn among the lowest of s*aves of the nobility.

Alex is a handsome, ordinary college student. No, he is an extraordinary person, 18 years old and a virgin on top of that. It was his first year in college, but unlike most freshmen; he spent most of his time studying and reading alone. Sounds typical, right? However, the reason for being an outcast and an introvert, despite being good looking, is his eyes' color.

His looks are above average, he is handsome and charming. Even so, his eyes' iris are red.

He was brought into the world with a rare condition; it made him unwanted , and he got bullied for having such oddish eyes.

Some people were nice to him, like his mom, but the majority mistreated him, and kept him away from them.

But everything started changing!

After he got possessed by a succubus queen who needed his help!

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• Quick Development In Characters!

• A Nice Plot!

• Perfect Hot Smutty Scenes!

• Lots Of Harem!

• No NTR, No Rape!

• No Strong Incest (Blood Related)

• Balanced Romance!

• Loveable Characters!

• Tragedy And Dark Moments (Rarely)

• Heart-Warming Romance!

• Kinks And Fetiches

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.