AngelPaillan1393
This book is good but holy carp the mc is a godamn loser its also one of those jp harem books where he thinks he isn't good enough for the woman as they all gather around him
Well u can tell dat d writer took some inspiration from shadow slave ? but I'm loving it so far
A real hidden gem among the pile of trash in web novels..amazing story with a realistic ruthless mc..Quality of writing is superb..and I can't wait for more chapters to be released..Highly recommended novel read it and you won't regret
I want moreeee. The updating schedule sucks but overall not a bad read.I love Vincent..
So far I have enjoyed this story, it has a different premise compared to many sent into a game world novels, which is that the world is not set in the same time period as when the protagonist played the game. This premise has definitely hooked me, and the story development has been quite enjoyable as of chapter 19.
"Okay-okay, now number 3 here, how many human toxid children are on this earth," I said.
"Yeah we haven't done this for a while,"RM
Forget what place I landed in, what time period is this? Should I be expecting an ice age? This isn't earth that much I know wait- are there even people?
See you on the next chapter.
As I look upon the stomps' direction, it was a very beautiful creature yet seemed to be not of Earth. I have never saw a creature like that. It looks like moose yet it has a distinctive feature like tusks but with smaller palmate antlers.
one! Just imagine yourself the combination of the demigod's level
St. John is unmarried: he never will marry now. Himself has hitherto sufficed to the toil, and the toil draws near its close: his glorious sun hastens to its setting. The last letter I received from him drew from my eyes human tears, and yet filled my heart with divine joy: he anticipated his sure reward, his incorruptible crown. I know that a stranger's hand will write to me next, to say that the good and faithful servant has been called at length into the joy of his Lord. And why weep for this? No fear of death will darken St.
