The Newt and Demon - Chapter 2.5: Drogramath Fermentation

“Reincarnated as an extra destined to die? Hell no! I’ll rewrite this story myself!”Charles was just a college student addicted to video games, pulling all-nighters and barely passing his exams… until he woke up as Rian Cole, the most despised member of a powerful clan. A background character. A loser. But above all…A dead man walking with an expiration date.In the original story, Rian Cole was born with uncontrollable lightning powers. He was shunned, abused, and ultimately thrown away as cannon fodder to buy time for the clan leader fighting against the hero.But Charles has no intention of playing that role.Armed with his gaming knowledge and an unbreakable stubbornness, Charles will forge his own path—even if it means defying fate, breaking this world’s rules, and shocking everyone who ever looked down on him.No system. No cheats. And Rian’s body doesn’t always do what he wants.And worst of all… the girls in this world are insane!

One generation’s God King, Tang San, roams the cosmos with a trace of divine consciousness, searching for the world where his wife was reborn. Guided by his divine consciousness, he arrives to a place known as the Daemon Continent. However, to his astonishment, he discovers that in this world, humans are nothing but s*aves and cattle.

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“Why is this happening…?”

Mia Luna Tearmoon, Princess of the Tearmoon Empire, muttered to herself as she stood shackled on the execution platform.

The faces of the spectators surrounding her were, without exception, filled with indignation.

Before long, Mia was executed at the hands of the revolutionists, who were fed up with the heavy taxation.

But the next moment, she unexpectedly found herself lying on her bed.

It was eight years ago, when she was just a mere kid.

For a while, Mia even wondered if she was hallucinating. However, what appeared on her bedside table was a bloodstained diary that she had written herself.

That day, Mia’s screams could be heard echoing throughout the palace.

Mia was not a vicious person by nature. She was simply incapable of understanding the pain and hunger of others, and by the time she discovered it, it was already too late to do anything.

After she regressed back to her childhood, Mia struggled hard to trace back the events of the past with the help of her blood-stained diary and memories.

Was it to save the future of a declining empire?

Was it to save the soldiers who died in the civil war?

Was it to save the people from famine?

No, she had only one goal.

To avert her fate of facing the guillotine (execution)!

Lived for the sword, died for the sword.