Stop Bothering Me, Emperor - Chapter 31 - Grandpa

After losing his parents to the apocalypse, Silas only wished for one thing. To awaken a powerful mutant ability and purge the earth of any iniquities. However, his dream was shattered when he failed to awaken any mutant ability on the day of the awakening. He was bullied by his peers. However, when all hopes were lost, Silas awakens a system. [Silas Griswold has met all requirements to become a host] [System binding... ] [To complete binding host needs to complete three quests] [Congratulations, you have completed all quests ] [System binded successfully] [Your evolution will now begin!]

Climb the ranks and stand atop the world. Only one hunter can become the ultimate! Stuck under a mountain of debt, Ike can only dream of the world of hunters. Ranks, power, and the System are out of his reach, until the day he awakens a Unique skill. Ike must break out of the slums and overturn the hierarchy of the System to fulfil his dream of becoming the ultimate hunter. Harvesting the skills of monsters, he turns against the world’s logic. “Slumrats can only reach Rank 2!You need to be rich and purchase good skills if you want to advance!” Refusing the way of the world. Overturning the heavens. Ike must overcome the odds and climb to become the strongest hunter! Slowburn fantasy. LitRPG System Xianxia/Cultivation. Look forward to an adventure like Solo Leveling, Duolo Dalu, A Will Eternal or I Shall Seal the Heavens! What to expect: Hunting Hunting... for skills Cultivation Slow burn fantasy LitRPG system with skills, ranks, and levels Weak-to-strong protagonist Intriguing Western Fantasy setting

It seems that my previous synopsis was not very clear, so here is the clarification:An ordinary man dies and has the opportunity to be reincarnated, but after making a mistake in front of the goddess or basically desecrating her in his thoughts, he is punished by being reborn as a woman.But later, he discovers a method to temporarily recover his male body (legacy of lust).However, his endless desire will be the least of his problems.This world is nothing like the fantasy he dreamed.“As for genres, there's a little bit of everything: Harem, Romance, Comedy, Yandere, Yuri, MILFs, Lolis, Elves, woman-beast, Demons, Dragons, Gigantes, Priestesses, Androids, incest, Group Action, Futa, a little bit of SM, and much more. If it captures your interest, great!!!”.Here is the original synopsis>>>>>“Wait, you turned me into a woman just because I imagined that? I didn’t know you could read minds—that’s not fair!”(He had defiled her in his imagination in five different ways, each worse than the last.)After his death, a goddess granted him reincarnation in another world. But his uncontrollable lust angered her, and as punishment, she turned him into a woman.“Stop!... Don’t make that choice,” warned an old voice.Through an encounter beyond reason, he learns the truth: this world is nothing like the fantasy he imagined. It is brutal, merciless, and those who let their guard down don’t live long. He also discovers a method to temporarily regain his male form.Now, drawn into a battle for power where even the gods take sides, he fights not only for revenge, survival, and ambition, but also to protect those he holds dear—and everything he has built. In this second life, forged by sacrifices beyond his comprehension, he will carve his own path… no matter the cost.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.