Neh I'm good

Synopsis:

The world spat on him because he betrayed humanity and took the side of darkness.

His executioner was his best friend and his lover stood on one side, her eyes hollow and devoid of any sympathy.

Every single one desired him to vanish.

However, the moment his pitiful life came to an end he found himself getting summoned by a Goddess.

Kneeling on the ground and requesting for his help,

[For the last time, please wear the mantle of our champion again. This world needs you, Clarsen.]

So she said.

The world would be pushed under the darkness of death again, and this time there would be several chosen warriors there to save the world.

Yet, despite all that, the eldest Goddess was begging for his support.

"Fine, I will do it myself."

I need a wuwa fanfic in my life 

Synopsis part 1:

Ten years ago, John and his parents were transported into a game world.

This young man, full of ambition to conquer the world, unfortunately awakened the weakest class—Furniture Maker.

But what troubled John most wasn’t his class.

Like most transmigrators, he had a system.

The only problem was—

This system kept granting him strange and absurd skills.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Absolute Diarrhea Technique. Your basic attacks will cause opponents to suffer explosive diarrhea until complete exhaustion. Any creature without an anus is unworthy of being your enemy!]

A repost

This is a cringy a*s novel 

Imagine only masterbating for 1000 years

Bruh its just mc

Sigh 😞 pls no nationalisum 

Yess! I really wanted to know what was happening in the cities 

d*mn people can really change in solitude 

The novel is surprisingly deep