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WearingDouluo clothing: Imprisoned by Bibi Dong at the start

Mu Changge's physical body transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, only to become nourishment for Pope Bibi Dong, locked in a secret chamber, his life force absorbed by her day after day for his cultivation. The relentless pain and torment drove him to only one thought: to crush Bibi Dong under his feet! To take revenge on her! To destroy the Spirit Hall! To take everything from her! Later, Mu Changge finally escaped, his rage burning within Bibi Dong for seven days and seven nights! ... Bibi Dong: Mu Changge! You dare make me experience this nightmare of the secret chamber a second time? I'll never forgive you! Hu Liena: Nana is a bad child, she fell in love with her teacher's enemy, but Nana truly had no choice. Qian Renxue: You killed my grandfather, I will never forgive you in this lifetime! Zhu Zhuqing: I won't run away anymore, please don't hurt me... The goddesses trembled... Tang San: Mu thief! You stole my Xiao Wu and took my external soul bone, you have already committed suicide! Commoners: "Mu Changge! You're a ruthless killer!" Mu Changge shrugged and laughed: "Heaven creates all things to nourish man, yet man has nothing to repay Heaven. In my eyes, everyone is worthy of death! What need is there for a reason? Blame it on you for being worse than dogs! " (Short and weak synopsis, please proceed to the main text!) Novel keywords: "Transformed into Douluo Continent: Imprisoned by Bibi Dong at the Start" (no pop-ups), "Transformed into Douluo Continent: Imprisoned by Bibi Dong at the Start" full text download, "Transformed into Douluo Continent: Imprisoned by Bibi Dong at the Start" latest chapter reading.
Manzoor_Chohan · 67k Views

Rising Fantasy: Online

One hundred million players. One year trapped. No way out but through. When a massive VR game becomes a death trap, every player on the EU server faces a brutal reality: die in the game, die in real life. The only escape is to clear it — floor by floor, boss by boss — and with one year gone, two thirds of the first floor's players are already dead. Max Veritas is not a hero. He's a 25-year-old father of twins who spent his first months laying low, waiting for someone else to fix things. But when the void in his heart grew bigger, he could not work a job and live a normal life. He started venturing outside the safe city walls and never looked back. On the upper floors, the race to clear the game is in full swing. Priam Castellan — first ranked, terrifyingly powerful, carrying humanity's hope like a burden — drives his guild forward while Salvation, led by a man who found everything he ever wanted inside the game, fights to stop them from ever leaving. Caught between them: Max's brother and his best friend, who don't yet know where Max is — and Max, who doesn't yet know they're up above. This is a progression fantasy about power earned the hard way, about exploration of multiple worlds and about the test that all players face, one in which they have to choose one of the answers to their predicament: Rise and fight the against the game, while risking your life, or stay in cities, work a job in a video game and wait for other players to do the work you. There might even be a third option for some people which is being content with the game world and living in it happily ever after. A fourth option exists for a special breed of players, who love the game worldnso much they will fight those who want to break out.
penlesswriter · 169.7k Views

I Became the Simp Character I Roasted Online

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.
alvahraaaa · 419.3k Views