She was born into a wealthy family - Chapter 636 - relationships are very important

Soma, a college student and also an orphan, who is on his way back after finishing his part-time job, plus his college in the morning, made his life feel monotonous. Still, of course, he didn't have any complaints about the situation he is currently in.To distracted his exhausted body and mind, Soma always finding some times to enjoy the web novels.As a person who likes to immerse himself in the world of novels to find some enjoyment, every day at night, he always reads a web novel he has read for years, and it is called Chronicles Saga.***Chronicles Saga is one of the many web novels that were serialized years ago, and it's already nearing its end game with a couple of final chapters.The story was depicted in an alternate Earth where Magic, Dungeons, Sword, and System exist.It tells the story of a young man who holds high justice in his heart named Leon, who has been chosen as a savior trying to save the world from the incoming disaster in the future by the great Demon Lord.***Then, an unimaginable thing happened to Soma when he suddenly got transmigrated inside the story he read for years. Not as a protagonist who led the story or a Villain but as a 'Side Character'.Soma was transmigrated inside the body of a young man with the same name.To make things much worse, he is being transmigrated into one of the crucial scenes, which becomes a turning point for one of his favorite Heroines in the novel.Then, one thing led to another as Soma was thrown into multiple events. He discovered that the boy named Soma had an unexpected mysterious background and past coming from a ‘Side Character’ who had no role in the main stories.Follow Soma’s story inside the novel world he transferred into as a Side character that will overthrow the story and the world, with his reliable comrades.

Suddenly, the unmarried twenty-year-old Ye Zhizhou had many more relatives, yet it was too late for him to clearly understand the circumstances as he nearly died in a car accident. After that, he somehow managed to survive and was even forcibly bound to a Salvation System.

How is it salvation?

Harems destroy worlds! Preventing a harem will save them!

. . . .

Ok, prevent harems. After seeing the entire system introduction, the corners of Ye Zhizhou’s mouth twitched. In order to return home safely, he decisively began his risky journey—he’d just treat it as if he was playing a large-scale strategy game.

Since then, the people the protagonist would rescue, he rescued first.The businesses the protagonist would make, he made first. The little brother the protagonist would take in, he took in first. The cliff the protagonist would jump off of, he jumped off of first. The gay s*x the protagonist would have, he’d have. . . . Wait wait, can’t do this one, change it, let me change it.

???: No, you can do this one.

Ye Zhizhou (alarmed): Who’s speaking?

???: Your husband.

Ye Zhizhou: . . . .

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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.”

In this world, only if you are strong, can you protect the people you love.