Falling In Love With The King Of Beasts - Chapter 653 - Gahrye’s Epilogue - Part 2

(A world is 40~50 chapters long, wear slowly)
An Yinong died young, and a system came to him: Our goal is to torture the mind and body, and make the scumbag crematorium!
An Yinong: Rejected.
The first world: the modern entertainment circle (overhead) has been completed.
System: Has the host done the task obediently?
No, he has gone to the chasing dream music scene, and the scumbag, the scumbag’s Bai Yueguang, and the scumbag’s enemy are all chasing, but none of them have caught up.
system:……
The Second World: Ancient Paranormal (Overhead) has been completed.
System: Has the host done the task obediently?
No, he went to the imperial examination to help the poor, and took the path of the scumbag, leaving the scumbag with nowhere to go.
system:……
The Third World: Era Harbor City (Overhead) has been completed.
System: Has the host done the task obediently?
No, he opened two vests to draw comics, and the two vests are falling in love and killing each other.
system:……
The Fourth World: Interstellar Zerg (Alternate) Completed
System: Has the host done the task obediently?
No, he awakened to become the ‘Queen’ during the live broadcast of Survival, and the higher Zerg were crying and shouting to tear themselves into pieces to feed the ‘Queen’.
system:……
The Fifth World: Reiki Recovery (Overhead) has been completed.
System: After kicking the boss, did the host do the task obediently?
No, he’s trying to be a mediocre pet groomer in a world full of mutants.
An Yinong (shou), who is conscientious in his career, & Han Yu (attack), who is conscientious in love, two-way arrows, 1V1.
1, the main subject, micro-people fans.
2. Relaxed and cool writing, the main plot is supplemented by feelings.
3. The first small world ending is be, and then all he. (The unacceptable little angel is cautious)
4. Daily change.

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- Description from novelbuddy

They say marriage is one of the greatest joys you’ll experience in life, but what does it say about your marriage when you can’t remember a single moment with the man you married?Veronica experiences the strangest thing one day when she wakes up in a hospital room without any memory of how she got there. She is introduced to her family who appear warm and loving at first but she soon gets a glimpse of how they want to use her for her money.Veronica is then surprised when a man enters the room and it is revealed he is not only her husband but a big hotshot businessman whose face is all over the news. She doesn’t understand how she got herself tangled up with such a man and later questions the accident which led to her losing her memories.What happens when her once perfect marriage isn’t as it was portrayed to be or when she realises family doesn’t always care about you?

When I woke up, my father was a nouveau riche whom everyone despised, and I had five great brothers: a black actor in the entertainment industry, a useless lawyer in the field of law, a sickly quack in the medical field, a plagiarizing dog in the design industry, and a school bully.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”