Reincarnated into a Femdom Fantasy World (18+) - Chapter 5: I’m being honest

[You have just awakened your first dragon: SSS-Rank Fire Dragon.]Drahon was born with dragon-like horns, and because of that, his parents abandoned him at an orphanage. Mocked, bullied, and branded a freak, he never knew where he truly belonged.Until one day, while serving punishment, he stumbled upon a mysterious egg...A dragon egg that opened a portal and led him into The Dragon Game.[You have summoned an SSS-Rank Demon wrymling.][You have evolved your SSS-Rank Primordial Frost Dragon into a Multi Fire-Frost Dragon.][Upgrading Fire-Frost Dragon Roar ×10...]Bond with dragons and summon them in battle? Of course. All Ranked 'SSS'Draconic skills? Master them.Monster bosses? Shatter them.Half-dragon, half-monster abominations? Burn them.Mandatory roleplaying? Absolutely. Rule kingdoms, command medieval armies, and go to war.Enemies? They’re just EXP.And just after Level One, he uncovers the shocking truth behind the game’s existence...And discovers the reason for his horns: he’s half dragon, and that grants him the ability to transform into a half dragon, half human form.[You have just slain a cerberus-class half-dragon monster.][Absorbing essence...]And now?He’ll be more than the horned freak they abandoned —He’ll become Dragon Lord.[A/N: It gets much better after level one]

After Chuzheng is suddenly pronounced dead by a system all of a sudden, her only worry in life becomes—spending money. Ever since she gets stuck with this system, her back is no longer sore and her legs no longer ache. Heck, there isn’t even a time when she goes out of breath.System: Let us set a small goal first and squander a hundred million… Little Miss, stop right there! Don’t activate the invincible mode!(▼皿▼#) Chuzheng: Can you please explain what is this thing that is leeching off me?Random Thing: Babe, you can do whatever you want to me.Chuzheng: (touches her blade) In-In that case, I will not stand on ceremony.System: Little Miss, please put the saber down right this instant! (▼へ▼メ)#LittleMissAlwaysDoesAsShePleases.

Kai’s life was small—coffee-stained mornings, cracked recipes, and a system in his head that tweaked toasters and dough like it was nothing. Then the sky shattered. Aliens—Skraiths, jagged and brutal—invaded, tearing his city apart with green-glowing weapons and relentless claws. Superhumans rose to fight back, fire and lightning blazing through the chaos, but Kai’s world crumbled with them.Hiding in his apartment, Kai stumbles on blood—human and alien, smeared on his wall after a superhuman battle. His system, once just a tinker’s tool, awakens, offering him a choice: mimic their powers, temporary and wild, through the blood itself. Desperate, he takes it—stealing pyrokinesis, then electrokinesis, then kinetic energy, each power burning through him, fading fast. But it’s not enough. Armed with a humming Skraith weapon and a body tougher from alien blood, Kai joins a ragtag crew of enhanced fighters—Liv, Rylan, Jace, and Tucker—scraping to survive in a warzone where every shadow hides death.As Skraiths swarm and the city burns, Kai’s system pushes him deeper, analyzing, integrating, crafting minor enhancements—durability, strength, sparks of power that could make him a target or a savior. Government factions, rogue scientists, and the aliens themselves start sniffing around, drawn to his strange tech and blood-stolen abilities. By the time Kai crafts his first super-powered enhancement—an artificial strength boost—he’s no longer just a tinkerer. He’s on the edge of something bigger, something dangerous, where blood and sparks could forge a hero—or break him entirely.In a world unraveling, Kai’s fight for survival becomes a desperate race to master his system, outrun the Skraiths, and confront the truth: the power he’s chasing might destroy him—or remake the world.

Weary reader, it is an honor for you to choose this book in this heavy, dark library room.

Somewhat sadly, the book is sick.

Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of the book cover,

The words written in the old days are like parasites rooted in the pages of the book, hoping that someone can observe their wriggling,

To feel, to analyze, to touch the story of the disease.

If you insist on borrowing this book, be sure to check your physical condition regularly.

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