The BAD BOY Who Fell for ME - Reviews

This is a game I want to play. Most litrpg have high tech vr pods and the games are basic, like old school wow or worse.. this one puts you into the game and you discover abilities and your skills go up as you use them. no level no exp for killing mobs.So not only does the tech immerse you in the game so does the system. I like the way we slowly learn about the system and it keeps unraveling and after 27 chapters i still feel we only scratched the surface.Keep up the good work and posting 2 chapters daily with these longer chapters is amazing, dont burn out.

It feels like the writer took Kiran from end of the devil's cage and put him in a new world. Like with Kiran, I expect him to gain everything, lose almost nothing, and eat whatever he sees. It feels great and as one of the smartest MC's, even though there might be a lack of impulsiveness might be slightly sad, you'll never truly see the plot armor. This I love, from there my love.

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I'm only 10 chapters in but as a German  speaker I am so irritated by the German names that it ruins my experience.

it reminds me of the beginning of tower of The Tower of Druaga and a little of tower of God. I'm going to keep a eye on it to see it's growth.

Echidna : "My my, of course not. The Authorities which reside within the Witch Genes alter their powers with each host. It appears that Gluttony of this current Generation has the ability to erase memories, names or both. However, by defeating Gluttony, it's not certain that those who have fallen will return. That's a simple theory."

" it's not like that" said Ofelia as she tried to calm him.

"I don't know. I would't want to attack that head on." the other gestured to the gun positions and the armored vehicle.

Space and time magic are basic requirements for beings such as… ouch ouch, ok, I will stop, back to the history!

        The shower was the first thing I could think of, hiding in the bathtub. I duck and curl into a ball, my knees to my chest. The rust of the bath is quiet, making no noise, however, a small noise is heard. A slow knock appears at the door, almost too quiet to even hear. Knock... Knock... Knock..... I stop breathing, my mind going numb. Shivering in fear, I take my hands to my ears, trying to take out the noise. The knocking continues, and tears start strolling down my face, my 7-year-old mind going insane. I was scared, a little girl being trapped by something, yet nothing.

Whereas now the white pupil was slowly burning, with a blue fire was burning in its middle.