Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess! - Chapter 688: Isn’t This Very Good?

Alex Moriarty, an orphan, was transmigrated into a high-level martial world after being murdered by his so-called little sister, the very person he had always protected with his life.The world he arrived in was a parallel version of Earth, yet it had been completely transformed.Five hundred years ago, a strange and terrifying dark miasma descended upon the planet. Space itself cracked open, and through those rifts poured horrors beyond imagination. The land expanded to thousands of times its original size, reshaping continents and oceans alike.Ordinary animals mutated into ferocious monsters, while mythical beings such as Godzilla, dragons, and phoenixes crossed over from unknown realms.In a single night, eighty percent of humanity was wiped out.The few survivors were preserved only because of a mysterious sanctuary known as the Light Domain.At its very center stood the Tower of Ascension, a colossal structure with one hundred stairs. When humans reached the age of fifteen, they were allowed to challenge the tower.The number of stairs they climbed determined their cultivation talent and bloodline. Before facing the tower, no one could cultivate or surpass the natural limits of the human body.But Alex was different.He possessed a game-like system that allowed him to cultivate even before setting foot in the tower. While others waited helplessly for their awakening, Alex grew stronger in silence, accumulating power far beyond what should have been possible.When he finally turned fifteen, he challenged the Tower of Ascension. Step by step, he climbed higher than anyone in history, reaching the hundredth stair as the sole existence in the entire universe to do so.At that moment, he awakened five Eternal Grade talents.[Eternal Grade Constitution: Primordial Chaos Physique][Eternal Grade Bloodline: Existential Nullity][Eternal Grade Eye of Revelation][Eternal Grade Cultivation Talent][Eternal Grade Sword Talent]With these five unparalleled talents and his Infinity System, which allowed him to cultivate passively twenty-four hours a day, Alex embarked on a path of absolute power. His journey was driven by two goals: to find his lost father and to make the Earth safe for his mother.

He wasn’t some chosen hero.Not the golden boy in prophecy.He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate,A mistake, a misfit.Not blessed by heaven.Too stubborn for hell.And now…Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods.The world had already been broken long before he came into it.People sinned, as they always do—And one day, the sky finally answered.The day God turned away,Everything fell.Cities burned.Families vanished.The silence afterward was louder than any explosion.But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind.A final olive branch—if you could call it that.A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness.Talents.Powers.Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared.And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared—Waiting to receive his talent,He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense.Instead…He awakened something different.A hidden SSS-ranked talent.The kind with a condition attached.A catch.And just like that, everything went wrong.Laughter.Whispers.Stares like knives.He became a joke.A disappointment.Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers.Then the bullying started.The beating.The betrayal.And one day, it nearly killed him.He lay there, bleeding.Angry.Humiliated.A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake.But it wasn’t.And then—A sound.> [Ding! Conditions have been met][Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate][Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world]Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him.He didn’t smile.Didn’t cry.Didn’t feel triumphant.He just felt tired.And then, something in him shifted.One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface:“I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.”Not for power.Not for glory.But because he was done being the punchline.That’s how his journey began.Not as a hero.Not yet a monster.Just a boy who had lost too much—And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage.The question now is:Will the world break him again?Or will he become the god who remakes it?

While the blue light blossoms, the insignificant struggle at the bottom. He grasps the opportunity to change his fate and embarks on an unprecedented path…

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.]Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was “Ninth Master”.It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place.Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies.In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look.And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed.**Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, “How many little brothers are there?”Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, “Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?”“So what if I am?” Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, “Feeling pity?”Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, “The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?”[In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.]Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, “I cannot.”Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.