MTL - My Artist Is Reborn - Chapter 115 115th

Qin Pan, originally A country famous goddess of war, a genius military doctor! But she was betrayed by her comrades, resulting in defeat! With her hands wounded, she was demoted as a civilian. In order to cure her mother’s illness, she had to put down her identity to beg for help. Relatives: “Get out! You want to borrow money, you deserve it?” Scum: “I Engaged with you just because of your status. But now you are a waste. We quit marriage!” Only that handsome man, holding her hand, “Don’t be afraid, I will let you stand on the top again.” Qin Pan looked at him, “Who are you?” “Your believer.” Later, and Qin Pan acquired the miracle doctor system, which not only cured herself and her mother but also made her abilities even more terrifying. Relatives begged, while Qin sneered, “Get away! Do you deserve it?” The scum repent, Qin kicked him away, “Don’t let me see you again! As for the man at home... After Qin Pan slept her, leaving a note.” Wait for me three years, I will come back to marry you.” Qin Pan returned to the army to beat all the people who framed her hard blow, but to her surprise, she met the man who was supposed to be waiting for her at home in the army. Xi Ce smile, “What a coincidence.” Qin Pan: “...” The day Qin Pan was reinstated, the soldiers were shocked to see – their cold Major General Xi Ce, half kneeling in front of Qin Pan, kissing the back of her hand, said “My god, can now love your believer?” “Unfortunately, I am not your god, I am an evil spirit of hell, and come back only for revenge.” Never mind. “Seize kissed her red lip.” If you want to love, I will love the world with you. If you want to hate, I will help you destroy the world.”

Jumping From World to the world: Intergalactic or Urban, World of Cultivation or Continent of Magic, Fighting other protagonists, hooking with beautiful heroines, plundering treasures, and suppressing a myriad of people, Our Protagonist(Villain) can do it all.

After living an ordinary life for years, a man finally got transmigrated to another world. He woke up in the body of a boy named Jun Tianyun.

“A world which got its own protagonists and villains, am I just a side character?” Jun Tianyun mumbled.

Thankfully, he activated Heaven's Fortune System.

“Jun Tianyun! You crippled my power and stole my wife! You villain! You will be punished by heaven!”

A protagonist screamed as he coughed a mouthful of blood.

“I didn't do anything. It was your fate!” Jun Tianyun explained kindly.

“Brother Jun! Because of you, I am still alive and living a normal life with my wife and two children. You are a saint!”

A villain spoke with an emotional voice.

“I didn't do anything. You earned your chance of redemption.” Jun Tianyun sighed.

[ Ding! A female with high Destiny Point is detected! Whether Host wants to steal her destiny or conquer the heroine?]

“This...” Jun Tianyun fell in dillema.

“Sigh, Changing the fate, So burdensome.”

Jun Tianyun sighed as he saw a bunch of heroines fighting for him.

Liu Feng wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, surpassed all limits, and had jade-skinned beauties clamoring around him. He wanted to fight anyone who got in his way, and shatter the arrogance of those young masters!Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I'm stuck here.Jade-like beauties? No thanks, I have an awesome magical energy to study.Young masters? Life and death battles? No, I would rather read some books on cultivation, and master some techniques that clearly don't obey the laws of physics.There is a junior who has trash talent but suddenly started advancing by leaps and bounds? And he seems to be favored by the heavens themselves? Yeah, that has nothing to do with me._____________________Release Schedule: Daily, unless something comes up.Tags and content warnings are mainly to give me creative freedom later on. This is my first novel ever, so go easy on me bruvs. Any feedback is more than welcome, of course.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.