The King's Avatar - Chapter 1678: Wording

Life is unpredictable. Her husband loved her stepsister, deposed her as Empress and even forced her son to death. In that Cold Palace, she was forced to drink poisonous wine. So in the next lifetime, she made a promise to never do good deeds and help others, to never step into the palace and to never become the Empress!

At the Prime Minister’s estate, the mistress’ daughter is reborn into a she-devil.

An evil stepmother? I will make sure you go to Hell!

A two-faced, hypocritical older stepsister? I will rip apart that beautiful façade!

A scheming younger stepsister? I will throw you into the grave!

You guys didn’t let me live peacefully so you should also expect the same!

Initially she wanted to stay away from disaster as far as possible; however, a man’s heart is like a needle in the sea—impossible to search for, impossible to understand.

The man who once swore to abandon her became someone who can’t live without her.

The enemy from the past lifetime suddenly confesses his feelings for her.

Even worse, she is bothered by a handsome man with a thick-skin who doesn’t know how to give up!

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“Can’t I properly read stallion novels anymore!”

Story about human babies raised by monsters in a world of sword and magic.

Allen is an orphaned boy that had lived a rather pleasant life with his orc mother in the bowels of a deadly dungeon, until the day a band of humans ventured down to loot and pillage the home they had come to think of as safe.

They took everything that Allen had, and drove him further away from the humanity. In anger and anguish, Allen turned his back on the humans. He encapsulated himself in a deep-seated hatred of them, refusing to associate with them in any way—even going so far as to reject any attempt at kindness.

Allen begins his journey in a world of human with full of deceit, danger, envy, and politics.

Warning: This novel contains explicit adult content, violence, and a ruthless anti-hero MC. Read at your own risk.I was the strongest player in the world—until they betrayed me.When I woke up, I wasn’t a player anymore. I was just an NPC. A nameless mob, doomed to be farmed for EXP and discarded like trash.But then, I heard it:(You have been killed.)(Unique Skill Activated: Infinite Resurrection.)(Each death makes you stronger.)Every time a player slaughters me, I steal their stats, their skills, and their power. I evolve beyond the system’s control, beyond the limits of this world.They thought I was nothing.They thought they could use me, farm me, erase me.Now, I am the final boss—and I will make them suffer.On the battlefield, and in my bed.They will submit. One way or another.