MTL - Salvation Began from Cafe - Chapter 85 What gift do you like?

He was the scion cast aside by a powerful family, and he had hoped to return to a peaceful life in the city, but unexpectedly, trouble arose once more!

Orodan was an orphaned street rat who clawed his way to the county militia with hard work. However calamitous events unfold and draw him into events bigger than himself and Orodan's battle-loving disposition leads to a warrior's death for him. Only for him to wake up again on the day of.In a world of skills, titles and blessings; a smart time looper would perhaps scheme, plan, amass equipment and allies. But not Orodan. If there's one thing he's good at it's stubbornly trying the same thing over and over again via brute force till it's done.If a wall is in front, going around is not an option. Instead batter it with your head thousands of times till either the wall breaks or you do. And gain skill levels along the way

Seong Eugene, a student at Gukcheon University, is recognized for his latent potential as a hunter but shows no signs of awakening by the age of 21.One day, his intense desire to awaken triggers his latent abilities, and he awakens with a new smartphone app.He invests five points to increase his physical attributes, specifically enlarging his penis to 16 cm. As he explores his abilities, he discovers he can conduct random draws for items and skills, acquiring several items and a complete recovery skill. His unique ability allows him to enter fictional worlds, and he decides to test this by entering an AV film he watched a week earlier, SV-7495.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?