Extra's Guide to Surviving a Dark Fantasy World - Chapter 8: Revenant

Living as a concubine’s daughter in her previous life, He Danggui got herself and her daughter tortured and killed by her family and Princess Zhou, while her husband, Lord Ning, allowed them to do so for a secret.

After reborn as a child, she swore to hold back her kindness to the villains. How did she survive in a family with various secrets and conspiracies? Who would be her final choice? The love of her previous life or a new lover who could offer her a happy and simple life?

Sharing the identities of doctor, political counsellor and princess, was she able to bring great changes both in Jianghu and the imperial family? With her intelligence and excellent medical skills, would she let them pay for what they did to her or live differently as a new one?

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Vampire Hunter: Blood Rights, a highly acclaimed Virtual Reality Roleplaying Game. Lucian Silver was a normal guy who worked months to afford this game.

He raced home the day his VR unit arrived with the game. His enthusiasm was so great he spent 12 hours to make his character look similar to the NPC with the same name as him.

His choice would change his life forever!

Lucian Von Silver was a baron who had a fiancé in the game that would devolve into one of the early villains because of his jealous and how the protagonist would approach his fiancé Carmilla. This friction would eventually escalate until he died at the hands of Lance. Carmilla also died trying to block the sword aimed at his heart, showing her true feelings that were hidden all these years.

The moment Lucian created his character, lightning struck his apartment first, frying his computer. He thought to salvage his computer only for the second bolt to arc and strike him. Lucian died instantly.

Lucian awoke to find himself inside a strange mansion inside a casket. He has switched bodies with the former NPC Lucian Von Silver the baron. His blood boiled, although he was given a second shot at life. He was stuck inside a useless playboy who had nothing but his body as capital.

His fiancé was the beautiful woman named Carmilla. She struggled to show her emotions properly, which led to the strangely dense playboy and her to miss each other’s affection for each other.

Lucian felt despair. He wasn’t smart enough to survive with ease. Neither was he a martial artist with hidden powers. Just an unfortunate boy who failed to protect his sister and became a shut in.

A system appeared to save him from death.

[The Seduction System]

This system would help him grow out of his otaku personality. He’d gain a currency called Seduction Power [SP]. With this currency, he could buy various items, power-ups and bloodlines. But to gain this, he needed to seduce, molest, and have sex with women. He felt uplifted with a system aiding him. But he was a virgin with no female experience. What did he know about seduction? Could he really use this system?

Let us follow Lucian on his dark and thrilling erotic adventures. Will he kill the [Hero] Lance, or just flirt with his fiancée after discovering her deep affection?

But... Would the dark tides of fate and destiny allow him to be so relaxed simply by seducing women?

“Why is this happening…?”

Mia Luna Tearmoon, Princess of the Tearmoon Empire, muttered to herself as she stood shackled on the execution platform.

The faces of the spectators surrounding her were, without exception, filled with indignation.

Before long, Mia was executed at the hands of the revolutionists, who were fed up with the heavy taxation.

But the next moment, she unexpectedly found herself lying on her bed.

It was eight years ago, when she was just a mere kid.

For a while, Mia even wondered if she was hallucinating. However, what appeared on her bedside table was a bloodstained diary that she had written herself.

That day, Mia’s screams could be heard echoing throughout the palace.

Mia was not a vicious person by nature. She was simply incapable of understanding the pain and hunger of others, and by the time she discovered it, it was already too late to do anything.

After she regressed back to her childhood, Mia struggled hard to trace back the events of the past with the help of her blood-stained diary and memories.

Was it to save the future of a declining empire?

Was it to save the soldiers who died in the civil war?

Was it to save the people from famine?

No, she had only one goal.

To avert her fate of facing the guillotine (execution)!

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”