MTL - My Choices Became Real - Chapter 144 Do you have food? right away!

Other titles: “I Can See When You Get Married”, “I Know Who Your Future Husband Is”

After waking up from a car accident, not only was I alive, I had also gained a new ability. If I stare at someone or a photo for three seconds, I’m able to see whom and when they shall marry…

The 18th tier small-time actor Shen Chuchu knew that with this skill, her mother would never have to worry that she will starve to death again.

She would put down her roots on Weibo first, then open a matchmaking store on Taobao.*

“Your husband is a close friend and you will be married in March next year. You will have a happy marriage.”

“Your husband will appear at your company’s dessert store soon, so remember to keep a close watch every day.”

……

*TL-note: Weibo is a popular social media app in China with functions similar to Twitter. Taobao is basically the Chinese eBay/Amazon.

A certain amateur celebrity is already married?

A certain director’s wife is going to have an accident soon?

One day, someone came to her for matchmaking.

“Sorry, lady. Fortune-telling requires fate, and it seems like we don’t have that between us.”

“Isn’t this just about money? As long as you can figure out my son’s marriage, I can pay you tenfold. No matter how much!”

F***ing hell, it wasn’t that she wouldn’t predict the match. The arrogant CEO’s future spouse was actually her.

- Description from Novelupdates

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic.Why isn't it in the fan-fics then?Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic.Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this.If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

“An Ice Dragon with a legendary bloodline? Yeah… I tamed it.”Killed in an explosive lab accident, Liu Feng thought his story had ended. But fate had other plans. Reborn in a world where magic reigns and beasts dominate the wilds, science is no longer his weapon —magic is.[DING! You have been reincarnated!][DING! You have received a Talent!][Talent: Eye of the Beast King][Rank: SSS][Abilities: Speak to beasts. Control without bonds. See into their souls. Heal their wounds. Break their will]Gifted with one of the rarest talents in the realm, Liu Feng —now reborn as Aiden Aswald— seemed destined for greatness.But with power came a price: a cruel curse of immortality, one that chained him to an eternity of pain.At twelve, Aiden regained the memories of his past life —and with them, unlocked his beast-controlling powers.His first tamed creature? A terrifying Ice Dragon with a legendary bloodline, feared even among apex predators.Taming it should've been impossible. Surviving it? Even more so.But that was just the beginning.Now, Aiden walks a perilous path, forging bonds with magical beasts while uncovering the truth behind his curse. To break it, he must seek out the Essence of the Chronos Fire Dragon Beast.In a world where beasts rule, contracts are sacred, and survival is earned fang by fang... will Aiden rise as king —or fall as prey?

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.