The Gate Traveler - Chapter 60B5 - : From Brickwork to Bodywork: A Spellcaster’s Guide to Chaos

#MATURECONTENT #SMUT #REDFLAGHer Ex says “You're something that can't be shown in public Penny. You're fat, fat repels people and worse you're ugly.”Her sister says, “Take a good look at yourself, Penny. I'm better looking than you, why wouldn't Chris choose me?”Her mother says, “You're an embarrassment. I wish you were dead.”Her stepfather says, “You're useless and will never amount to anything.”Their servants say, “She's a product of rape. The child that had ruined her mother's life.”But he says, “You're my life. My wife. My everything. Anyone who dares bully you will have me to contend with.”After being betrayed by her ex and sister, Penelope is deceived into marriage with a mad Billionaire.But what she thought to be a curse, turned out to be the sweetest thing in the world. It was surprising how much the madman dotted on her and was ready to kill anyone who touched his wife.Excerpts,“I... I'm fat, nobody wants to be with fat a girl.” She blurted out, hoping he would stop trying to rip off the sheets from her body if he was aware of it.It's a norm for men to hate fat women. They get easily turned off when they see the larger boobs, flat wide ass, and pot belly. But the man before her didn't seem like he cared.“I have eyes, woman,” he said flatly. This man must truly be crazy. His hand slid higher, the sheet slipping between his fingers and she panicked even more.“I'm uneducated. Unemployed and eat a drum of food every day.” Penny continued. She would do anything, anything to make him see her as unattractive.“I drive a Tata Nano car. The cheapest car in the world. I'm useless, a product of rape, and a shapeless cow. How can you still want me after all these?” Penny cried out.“Then why are you here?” His voice turned cold, anger burning in his eyes. He had no idea why such a beautiful woman would look down on herself like this.“B... Because I... I was forced to marry you.” She said hoping he would let her go, but it seemed her words only fueled him more.“Is that so?” His breath warmed her skin as he leaned in, his lips a hairsbreadth from her ear. A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he watched her tremble.“Then you're mine now. My wife. Mine alone.” He growled.

She was a peerless genius in the way of medicine, holding the Medicine King Cauldron in her hand.

Once she transmigrated, she became a lowly little medicine slave in dispensary.

Physicians made her life difficult, princesses humiliated her, even her fiancé came knocking on her door to break off the engagement?

What was that?!

However, she had the cauldron in her hand; the top-notch medicinal herb was in her hands. She stole rare and precious herbs, punished the slanderous, plotted against the petty, treated the Emperor’s sickness, and saved the Crown Prince.

Then, the imperial edict turned the medicine slave to a concubine and received endless doting. It was unbreakable. Wait… didn’t Prince Jun, who wielded great power in the imperial court, say she was a a detestable individual?

As the saying goes, the concubine was good in the way of medicine.

However…

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Nik Faran, a son of the miserable harlot that lead a life of a miserable gigolo. His birth father is one of the top swordsmen that gave his mother the glory of entering his chamber now remained unknown.Passing years allowed Nik to polish his skills as a prostitute before he was suddenly made aware of the rumour that was the mythical Incubus Society.

On the dawn of a fresh New Year, an ominous figure emerged, shrouded in a guise of an angel but harboring the malevolence of a devil. With a chilling voice, it proclaimed, [Every month, you humans will be thrust into a perilous quest. Your survival hinges on overcoming 20 grueling rounds.]Suddenly, I found myself ensnared in this dangerous survival game, a grotesque merry-go-round where every turn carried the stench of death. Yet, I was not without any defenses. I possessed an unusual power: the power to regress 100 times, a chance to rewrite my fate.I stand on the precipice of my final regression, and I swear, ‘This time, I will conquer it. I will emerge victorious.’I’m no longer the insignificant shuttle that I once was. Today, I shed my former self, the one who had reached the pinnacle of power. Today, I am reborn for the last time as Black Scythe, a rookie player, a novice that once again will be become the Grim Reaper!