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Reincarnated With A Badluck System

[Slow Burn] Died as a virgin. Reincarnated with a big rod. Ding! [You have acquired the Bad Luck system. The God of death sympathized with you for dying pathetically. You have been gifted with a divine rod. Your meat rod is the tool you would use to rise to the top. Grow faster and stronger to conquer all the beauties and face the tribulations of the world] "Eh, where am I? What! A Bad Luck system!" Trying to comprehend what had just occurred as strange characters appeared in his view. Vincent tried to talk and move his body but he realized that he was In the body of a baby. Vincent Oswald, a popular hentai writer and tentacles creator died as a virgin in a tragic accident and reincarnated into another world. A dog-eat-dog world, a world of cruelness, a world where you could have your head rolling for a plate of meat soup. Let's see how Vincent survives in this cruel world and strives for the top as a boy that was born with a silver spoon. Elves + Demons + Vampires + Yandere + Op characters and so many fantasizing things. ============================ Note: No NTR towards Mc. ------- The MC acts naive and annoying in the early 30s chapters. After that, I can guarantee you a lustful, action-packed piece of work... Warning: Incest included.

Perverted_Fella · Fantasy
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96 Chs

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"What the hell happened here…?" Versys mutters, brandishing his sword as we begin to hear heavy footsteps dashing towards us at an astonishing speed.

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* 

The sound of the footsteps begin to get louder and faster.

When I say loud, it's no child's play…

I also noticed that all the walls surrounding the small habitat are already breaking down.

Suddenly, my eyes catch a glimpse of two men running in our direction.

"RUN AWAY! NOW, FOOLS!!" The two men yell at us as their bodies zoom past us in a flash.

*THUMP* *THUMP*

My heart begins to race faster with each second that passes as the footsteps begin to get louder.

However, I can see Versys standing with his eyes closed, and his sword tightly clutched in his hand, clearly unperturbed by the quaking steps.

At this point, I decide not to put my faith in Versys and instead make a run for it the moment things get messy.