MTL - The Villain Has Something to Say - ~ One hundred and thirty-fourth

50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers.

Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed.

Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me!

Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death.

Huo Ling: your sister!

Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23

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“Master all 999,999 paths of the Grand Dao...Rule the Grand Heavenly Dao...And with the power of the Universe, Dominate all things...I am...”

“THE IMMORTAL SUPREME!”

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In the Grand Multiverse, there are gems that existed before creation they were the tools used for the creation of the multiverse.

These gems held limitless power and no one had ever gotten a hold of all of them at once. The highest person has ever gotten to possess was two of them.

But Arthur managed to get three of the most powerful gems in the universe, the Gem of Time, the Gem of Fate, and the Gem of Soul.

With this, he enacted a plan that will make him the ruler of the consciousness that rules the Grand Multiverse...the Grand Dao.

But he faced an attack he was not ready for and almost died...

Years later, he returns from another reality with most of his memories lost and gets reincarnated into the cultivation world again, and this time with one extra gem, the Gem of Space.

In this story you will not witness world domination, no...you will bear witness to something much grander. Something that has never occurred since the beginning of time.

The grand story of a man who wants to become the Sovereign of the Grand Multiverse.

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[Alternate Synopsis]

I woke up today with great expectations for my future. But something greater than my expectations happened instead. From almost getting killed in a store robbery, to witnessing something that I would only see in fiction happen before my very eyes.

And then getting transported to another world, and suddenly finding out that the dreams I had of myself being a powerful cultivator like the main characters of the cultivation novels I enjoy reading, were actually my past memories...

..to getting reincarnated after almost getting killed by the 999,999 souls that were clones of me?

“Yeah, if I wasn't sure before, then I am now.”

“I am definitely tripping!”

I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.

Seria, a social outcast, has changed.
Seria Stern, the wicked woman who made everyone tremble with fear, was now calm.

In fact, she wasn’t just changed, she was a completely different person.

The moment she realized that she had possessed the body of the villain Seria, in a romance novel, she had a hunch about the future and decided to live low.

She would avoid kidnapping and harassing the original heroine, hence preventing her death by decapitation at the hands of Kalis, the second male lead.

In order to avoid that, she had to fix her bad relationship with Kalis and even healed his injured arm.

Thanks to that she got engaged with him, so it’s all worked out.
Finally, the original heroine returned, and her husband, Lesche, should be on good terms with her now.

“I’ve been waiting to escort her, so…”

Lesche asked, resolutely cutting off Kalis’ words.

“Miss Seria, it would be better for you to choose. With whom would you want to go with?”

Something was strange.
The original, wasn’t it perfectly fine?