The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny - Chapter 1178 - Debt  

Luna Lethal, a name synonymous with fear and power, ruled both the underworld and the elite circles of society. Orphaned young, she rose through treachery to become a master of manipulation and skill. Yet, her reign ended in betrayal—a laboratory explosion claimed her life. To the world, her death was a tragedy; to her enemies, a cause for celebration. But Luna awakens in the body of Aurora Smith, a neglected and ridiculed child despised by her adoptive family. Stripped of her former strength but not her will, Luna faces a choice: seek revenge for Aurora’s mistreatment or forge a new path. As her sharp mind and unyielding spirit transform Aurora’s life, shadows of Luna’s past resurface. Loyal followers sense her presence, while old enemies seek to destroy her again. Torn between vengeance and a fresh start, Luna must confront her identity. Is she still the Devil of the underworld, or can she find peace in a second chance at life?

After a tear in reality pulls Kagari Shuya into a white room he discovers a futuristic interface for reincarnating in a different world. After looking through the different races and skills he unlocks a new race, Lucivault, a type of vampire with none of its characteristic weaknesses. All set to start his life in a new world, Shuya is confused to discover that he is enveloped in darkness. As it turns out something went wrong when he was transported and instead of appearing where he was supposed to, he appeared in an underground cave. Shuya faces untold dangers, runs for his life, before finding his way out of the underground world. After escaping he meets his Shishou and begins to learn to fight with a spear. There is also a cute black cat named Rollo.

In a game-like world where dungeons, monsters, and players appear.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”