Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor - Chapter 215 - 216 – Slaanesh: I Shall Personally Enter the Fray…

In a world where everyone has the chance to ascend to heaven and claim the title of the No. 1 God by touching the Stone Tablet, battles rage across the three realms—Heaven, Hell, and Earth.People fight fiercely to climb to the top, each striving for ultimate power and dominance.But me? I’m Ragnarok, and I’m not really interested in godhood.My best friend, Jason, however, has always dreamed big. He wants the two of us to become the Duo Gods of the Universe, with one of us as No. 1 and the other as No. 2.Jason is like a brother to me, and I’ve always had his back. So I’m just going along for the ride, supporting him as he chases his dream.What neither of us knows is that I’m the strongest being in existence—a power even I’m unaware of.Join me on this thrilling journey to godhood as I uncover the truth about my strength, fight alongside Jason, and face challenges across all realms.

Caution: This novel contains R18 content. Doomsday had arrived overnight. Zombies roamed every corner and humanity had suffered a massive setback.

My brother* and I, from elementary school to university, had grown up together. We didn’t just get into the same degree, we’re also sharing the same dormitory room.

Others may think that our brotherly bond is close but in fact, without my knowledge, he actually had ulterior motives.

Finally, one day, his wolfish intentions were revealed.

I had thought that with my rejection, he would give up but…. This actually became the reason for him to openly tease me?

Ah, everywhere were traps.

Question: What to do if the person chasing me is too black-bellied?

Answer: The best solution —— Accept him.

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover.My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy.And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.