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I Became a Mosquito to Bite My Ex, Now I'm a CEO

I, Lucien Chakma—Lu, do solemnly swear to make the most of this second life. I’ve got a billionaire’s body, an assassin’s bullet to dodge, and a jawline so sharp it could probably file paperwork. Rewind to the beginning: I was just Lucien Chakma, tragically single, emotionally unstable, marginally handsome, and so broke even my wallet had abandonment issues. I was dating a girl named Toby—until she dumped me for another girl. I wanted revenge. I wished I could become a mosquito just to bite her and give her the itchiest payback of her life. And guess what? The universe listened. In came Pokolo, a glitter-explosion fairy with a chaotic energy that screamed "Pinterest failed me," who granted my wish with a smug little “You’ve got 24 hours.” Boom. I was an Aedes mosquito. A tiny, buzzing, emotionally damaged insect on a mission. It was going fine. Until I bit the wrong person. SLAP. Dead. No dramatic last words or death monologue—just splat. But the fairy, guilt-tripping, offered me one free transmigration into a random body in the multiverse. I took the deal. Because duh. Next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines, medical charts, and air that smelled like generational wealth. Meet: Lucien Malric Moreaux. Age 29. Billionaire. Tech tycoon. Murdered by a sniper. Now inconveniently possessed by the soul of a mosquito-human hybrid with trust issues. Guess who’s him now? Me. From mosquito to mogul in under 24 hours. Universe speed-ran my glow-up. The catch? Everyone thinks I'm still the original Lucien. Including: The board of Moreaux Global, who expect me to run an empire I can’t even log into. My fiancée, the Ruxin heiress with a gaze that says “I own half the stock market and probably your soul.” Oh, and the guy who killed me. He might want a sequel. But plot twist: I never paid attention to that fiancée. She’s a goddess-tier beauty, but she stares at me like I’m a quarterly report. Then came her. Dr. Arno Theryn Solace. Twenty-six. Neurosurgical genius. Hair like golden storms. Eyes like glacial oceans. The woman who saved this body and almost gave me a cardiac arrest by just... existing. She walked in, rattled off a diagnosis, and walked out like she owned time. And just when I thought that was a one-time medical miracle? We met again. Different room. Different reason. Same smolder. She tried to keep it cool. But I had to say it: “Ms. Solace, you want to run? Don’t dream about it.” This isn't just reincarnation. This is my ultimate rom-com action-fantasy revenge-glow-up redemption arc. Let’s go.
Arno_Rose · 8.5k Views

Villain RI: Rift of the Life-Devourer (Shì Mìng Liè Xì)

Heaven’s Final Offering 暗狂圣典 · 噬命裂隙 —or— [ Alternative titles] Grimoire of Wicked Reverence A chronicle of Gěng Yúhuī’s villainous deeds that will leave you in awe—and dread. In a land ruled by merciless clans and ancient Gu-tech, Gěng Yúhuī awakens with memories of a broken future—and a pact that demands sacrifice. A fallen clan. A forbidden gate. A transmigrated/isekai-ed young man named Gěng Yúhuī who suffered for centuries finally being Regressing with all the knowledge and secrets of the world. Every resource is a weapon. Every alliance, a blade at your back. Behind the Rift lies power beyond imagining… or a death worse than oblivion. When your strength runs dry, win through schemes, experience, and deception—because the victor writes history. if you like dark cultivation world with interesting powers ,story with twist and rich world this is for you. warning this is really not for normally upright or those with rigid belief mc will gradually turn evil so I warn you, first few chapter will be warm or not that dark after words i can't guaranty Enter the shadows. Honor the Grimoire. Dare to peer into the Rift of the Life-Devourer. A fallen clan. A forbidden gate. A transmigrated young man sufferer for centuries finally being reborn with the secrets of a shattered world. When raw power fails, only cunning survives—and history bends to the will of the victor. Welcome to the Grimoire of Wicked Reverence.
Muted_oracle · 1.9k Views

Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!

Matthew, a 25-year-old otaku, never imagined his obsession with fantasy worlds would turn into reality—until a fatal gas leak ended his life and transported him to another world. But this wasn’t the second chance he hoped for. Born as the illegitimate son of an affair, his very existence was a stain on his family’s honor, and his father relentlessly sought to kill him. Yet Matthew, now Claude, survived, again and again, driven by an unyielding will to live. Until one day he discovered his power darkness. Feared and reviled in this world, dark mages were hunted and burned alive. Knowing his gift could become his downfall, he trained in secret under Theo, his true father. When he turned sixteen, he, his mother, Dalia, and Theo planned their escape from the small town. But their attempt was thwarted by knights and clerics from the Promised Land. Though he narrowly escaped with his life, the cost was high—his family’s safety shattered. Wounded and desperate, Matthew fled to the fabled Elysian Plains, the last hope for those like him. However, just as they neared Elysium, Claude was struck down by the Saint—killed in an instant. Yet, against all odds, he lived again. The voice of the man before him confirmed it. “You are the descendant of the Lord of Calamity. I grant you this kingdom and the power to crush all who stand in your way.” The man’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Write your own bloody history, Claude. Until we meet again, I expect you to have conquered this world.” And with that, Claude awakened to a power beyond his imagination—the legendary system he had longed for. Yet, as he soon realized, it was no system at all. [Oh? So you expect me to be like the ones in your memories?] [A system that grants you quests and guides your hand?] [Very well.] [Welcome to the Elysium of Darkness System, Lord of Calamity.] A series of commands etched themselves into his mind, each word dripping with ominous purpose. [Your first quest has been issued.] [Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]
GiganticBlackCat · 283.9k Views