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The Villain has Perished

I reincarnated in a familiar world. It was the world of a novel where the protagonist had to fight against multiverse-level villains and save the dying worlds. The protagonist had a system, he was blessed by Gods, and he was a regressor too. In that novel, unless you were the protagonist or his underling, your chances of surviving were lower than 0%. Me? I didn't reincarnate as the protagonist, his sidekick, or an extra. ...I was the youngest son of the villainous family who betrayed and killed the protagonist in the first timeline. As a villain who the protagonist would never forgive, I prepared earnestly for the day we would fight. I did my best. So why was this happening? “Sir Sol, please allow me to serve you as your knight!” said the protagonist. “Hey, do you want a system?” A certain God started nagging me. “It’s him! The 2nd coming of the Magic God, Solomon!” The enthusiastic Daemons who were supposed to attack the protagonist marched behind me. "Welcome, Commander! Which world shall we invade today?" shouted the Primordial Dragon of Chaos. Looking at the never-ending problems that these battle-hungry nutjobs created, tears threatened to spill from my eyes. “Leave me alone!” Why? Why can’t I live my 3rd life peacefully!? Am I going to die again? From overwork at that? ===== Want to ask something from the author? Join Discord: https://discord.gg/cC2abJEkKh ===== Disclaimer: The cover art does not belong to me. If the artist wants it removed, contact me.

Ryukurou · Fantasy
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95 Chs

Coalescence: Dawn of Glorious Era

The Daemons moved at a frightening pace. 

After entering the dream worlds, they helped the victims evacuate. 

Although they weren't the owners of the dream tree, for the Daemons, it wasn't hard to create a portal connecting reality and the dream world.

In one such dream world.

Hmmh~!

Yula held a baby in her arms and rocked him slowly, humming the tone she heard during her childhood.

The baby had a blissful smile as it tried to play with her fingers.

Suddenly, a voice echoed.

"You have become quite weak since I last saw you. How many centuries have you been possessing a physical body without leaving it?"

Yula hurriedly turned back. 

She saw Dante strolling through her dream world while sneaking glances at the child in her hands.

"That's 'him', isn't he?"

He ignored Yula's glare and continued.