No matter how famous your sword masters, magic gods, holy beasts, and giant dragons are outside, in my eyes, you are just a group of 'weirds' giving away experience.
No matter how famous your sword masters, magic gods, holy beasts, and giant dragons are outside, in my eyes, you are just a group of 'weirds' giving away experience.
"Where am I?" Perplexed, I surveyed the surroundings, sensing a change in the environment. Instantly, a sense of unease gripped my heart, and I contemplated standing up.
However, when I attempted to make a move, I made a startling discovery that filled me with terror.
"My hands? My feet? Why has my vision deteriorated so much? Why has my hearing regressed?" Upon regaining consciousness, as I habitually prepared to rub my eyes, I was horrified to find not only that my limbs had vanished suddenly but also that my auditory and visual functions had diminished to almost nothing.
A series of revelations instilled fear in me, and, in a state of panic, I disregarded utility and exerted all my strength to initiate movement.
Amidst my actions, I suddenly made an even more terrifying discovery.
"A serpent's tail? How do I have the tail of a snake?" After a series of frightening events, I surprisingly found myself becoming calmer.
"A snake's tail, limbless, diminished senses-could it be that I have transformed into a snake?" With this thought flashing in my mind, I was dumbfounded.
Originally, I was just an ordinary otaku on Earth, spending my days playing games and surfing the internet. Although I lacked noteworthy experiences, life was comfortable.
I had thought I would continue living such a life, but unexpectedly, due to a small accident, I ended up becoming a snake.
The transition from human to snake, though bizarre, had a nearly fatal impact on me.
Contemplating the lifespan and habits of snakes, and the prospect of living by consuming mice, suicidal thoughts crossed my mind.
Biting my tongue to end my life? This method posed significant difficulty for a snake.
Crashing to death? Crawling itself was a challenge, making it nearly impossible to collide with force.
Perhaps due to the difficulty of suicide or a fear of death, whatever the reason, after the initial shock, I gradually accepted the fact that I had become a snake and attempted to crawl.
Perhaps it was instinctual, but learning to crawl was surprisingly easy for me, requiring minimal effort.
After mastering crawling, in my eagerness to explore the outside world, I crawled away from my original location.
However, I seemed to forget that I was no longer a human. While a person going out would not encounter any issues, I was now a snake. If discovered by humans, I might either scare them away if lucky or become a delicacy on their dining table if unlucky.
Yet, it was apparent that I didn't consider such matters.
"Boom!" Perhaps due to my destiny, after crawling for a while, I suddenly heard a loud noise from the front, startling me.
Unaware of what had happened ahead, my instincts told me that it was undoubtedly dangerous there.
However, even though I knew that place was dangerous, it was best to keep a considerable distance. Yet, driven by curiosity, I continued crawling towards that location.
"Is this another world?"
After crawling for some time and reaching the vicinity of the noise, I discovered two gigantic beasts engaged in a fierce battle. Knowing that such monstrous creatures didn't exist on Earth, I naturally assumed that I had arrived in another world.
Soon, as I approached the scene, the two beasts succumbed to their injuries, collapsing on the ground.
Without delving into the details of their battle, I could tell that these beasts possessed formidable strength. The nearby craters bore witness to the astonishing destructive power of their clash.
Had these two beasts not fallen, even in my previous human form, I would have undoubtedly fled upon encountering such formidable creatures. However, now that they lay defeated, I couldn't simply leave.
Magic Core!
My greatest hobby in the past was reading, and although I had no idea whether this world resembled the fantasy realms described in novels, after transforming into a snake and witnessing the battle of these colossal beasts, my only option was to overlay my current world with the fantastical realms I knew.
Now a snake, my fate on Earth would have been limited to surviving in sparsely populated areas. However, unexpectedly arriving in this otherworld, I couldn't resign myself to living a mundane life.
If born into a xianxia world, I'd willingly become a snake demon like Bai Niangzi. In this otherworld, my second choice would be to become a powerful magic beast.
Aware of my current strength, despite the recent transformation, I could almost be certain that my new body held no outstanding qualities. In other words, I was just an ordinary snake. If no surprises occurred, there would be little chance to change my fate in this lifetime.
However, if truly in another world, based on the novels I read, I knew this might be my only opportunity for a turnaround.
How to evolve from a regular snake to a magic beast, I didn't know. But if indeed in another world, I knew that finding the legendary Magic Core was the key to enhancing my strength.
"Let's go for it." Realizing the rarity of this opportunity, unwilling to accept a lifetime as a small snake, I, despite the overwhelming size of the beasts, crawled towards them.
"Really dead." Carefully crawling to the side of one beast, I viciously bit its nose. Seeing no reaction from the creature, I confirmed its death.
Even though both beasts were dead, it didn't mean I could easily achieve my goal of extracting the Magic Core. While my current strength prevented me from dealing with the corpses, it didn't mean I would abandon my desire to obtain the Magic Core.
Since breaking through the skull to retrieve the core was impossible, I considered other options.
Realizing my predicament and the potential dangers ahead, I gritted my teeth and crawled towards the nose of the fallen beast.
With a subtle sound, I entered the beast's brain. In the wake of my intrusion, the area fell silent, and under the intimidation of the two beasts in their prime, other creatures in the vicinity refrained from approaching.
"Hiss." With a faint hiss, I emerged from the beast's body, holding a crystalline orb. After disgorging the blood in my mouth, I spared no effort to examine the Magic Core I had extracted from the beast.
"Is this the Magic Core? Why does it resemble a marble?" After a curious examination, unable to resist the temptation of strengthening myself, I promptly swallowed the Magic Core.
Yet, I hadn't considered that enhancing my strength through devouring the Magic Core didn't mean there were no consequences.
I was finally brought back to the billionaire Vance estate after years in the grimy foster system, but the luxury Lincoln felt more like a funeral procession. My biological family didn't welcome me with open arms; they looked at me like a stain on a silk shirt. They thought I was a "defective" mute with cognitive delays, a spare part to be traded away. Within hours of my arrival, my father decided to sell me to Julian Thorne, a bitter, paralyzed heir, just to secure a corporate merger. My sister Tiffany treated me like trash, whispering for me to "go back to the gutter" before pouring red wine over my dress in front of Manhattan's elite. When a drunk cousin tried to lay hands on me at the engagement gala, my grandmother didn't protect me-she raised her silver-topped cane to strike my face for "embarrassing the family." They called me a sacrificial lamb, laughing as they signed the prenuptial agreement that stripped me of my freedom. They had no idea I was E-11, the underground hacker-artist the world was obsessed with, or that I had already breached their private servers. I found the hidden medical records-blood types A, A, and B-a biological impossibility that proved my "parents" were harboring a scandal that could ruin them. Why bring me back just to discard me again? And why was Julian Thorne, the man supposedly bound to a wheelchair, secretly running miles at dawn on his private estate? Standing in the middle of the ballroom, I didn't plead for mercy. I used a text-to-speech app to broadcast a cold, synthetic threat: "I have the records, Richard. Do you want me to explain genetics to the press, or should we leave quietly?" With the "paralyzed" billionaire as my unexpected accomplice, I walked out of the Vance house and into a much more dangerous game.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."
Two years of marriage left Brinley questioning everything, her supposed happiness revealed as nothing but sham. Abandoning her past for Colin, she discovered only betrayal and a counterfeit wedding. Accepting his heart would stay frozen, she called her estranged father, agreeing to the match he proposed. Laughter followed her, with whispers of Colin's power to toss her aside. Yet, she reinvented herself-legendary racer, casino mastermind, and acclaimed designer. When Colin tried to reclaim her, another man pulled Brinley close. "She's already carrying my child. You can't move on?"
My marriage to Joshua Caldwell was a prison sentence. I was a Hartman trophy, sold to the powerful family who had destroyed mine. Then I discovered he was cheating. His mistress was pregnant with the child he denied me, and he was stealing my secret song lyrics to build her career. When I confronted him, he called me a spineless liability and threatened to destroy what was left of my family. To make matters worse, a one-night stand with a stranger turned out to be with my husband's brother, Anthony Caldwell-the Don of the city. He knew all of Joshua's secrets and used them to trap me in a twisted game, seeing me as nothing more than an asset. They both thought I was a broken doll they could control. I wrote a song for his mistress, a beautiful execution with a single, impossible note I knew would destroy her voice. She sang it, and now her career is over. Now the Don has summoned me to Chicago, not knowing the woman he thinks is his asset is the one who just burned his brother's world to the ground.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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