MTL - Super Male God System [Fast Wear] - Chapter 431 Stand-in want

Samul is a novel author. He enjoys writing novels and even reading other's works as well. But that's just it. Reading and writing novels. Those are the only things Samuel enjoyed in his whole life.

His parents were well-off and he didn't need to find a job to feed himself. Everything going well for him until he died, his health was worsening as the day went by.

Before he died he tried to write a thank you letter to his parents but he couldn't do that too.

The next thing he knows he wakes up in the world that he created, [Blade Of Destiny]. However, instead of transmigrating into the body of the main character or even a side character, the boy became an extra called Lucas Darkheart.

Who is Lucas Darkheat? No Idea! He's just an Extra in the novel! ...Or is he just an Extra?

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Mikey has been having dreams (nightmares) every night, for the past ten years.

His dreams tread the realm beyond the ordinary, showing Dungeons, Monsters, magic-like occurrences, and the literal end of the world.

But, what happens when the dreamer wakes up, only to find out that the things he has been seeing in these nightmares have started to appear in reality?

Now faced with an inevitable fate that draws closer, Mikey must do all he can to ensure the grim future he witnessed doesn’t occur.

For the sake of himself, and everyone he grows to care about, he must.

“… Win or die trying!”

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There is a very strange restaurant in the City of Sin.

In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

With a pair of dextrous hands, she stroked and examined those clickety white bones to solve old and dusty unresolved cases.

He was a handsome cold prince. Just to see the beauty smile, he would not hesitate to throw away his moral principles and repeatedly flirt with her.

In the end, he only received a supercilious look from her, as she declared “Prince, one touch is a 1,000 taels.”

“Then, this prince will give you 10,000 taels for a kiss!”