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Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

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The world was cruel..... Especially for those who had lost their chances to shine. Aether was one of them.... Born with a golden spoon... yet, he was cast aside like a defective product. He longed for love, for warmth—but all he received was pain. Yet, he smiled, not because he wanted to, but because he had no other choice. With nothing but a broken heart and a hollow laugh, he stepped into the hell called society. "Can't you do a single thing right?!" "…Heh" "You're fired!!!" "…W-Wh…He" "I'm sorry, sir, but you need at least a bachelor's degree to apply." "…I-I am…Heh" "We can’t approve a loan without collateral." "…W-Why?" "Your father’s a politician, right? So, you know…" "…" The so-called society didn't welcome him very well... Yet, He pressed forward! After years of struggle, he finally secured a job—only to be reminded of his place. "Yeah, yeah… I know you got the job thanks to me. So don’t ever contact me or MY parents again," his brother sneered. "...Heh..." And just when he thought he had finally earned a sliver of recognition— "HONK!! HONK!!" Fate was merciless. A split second, a cruel twist, and his already miserable life came to an abrupt end. Yet, as the darkness closed in, he screamed into the void— “I JUST WANT TO LIVE!!!!!” A will that even the universe listened. !~Ding~! Reborn into a new world, Aether thought he had finally been given the chance to truly live. But instead of peace, he found himself in yet another struggle—not just to survive, but against something even more dangerous… Seduction!! Not just any seduction… but a mission to seduce and save the most unattainable women in existence! Seducing the Princess of an Empire! Seducing the Hero’s Mother! Seducing the Villain’s Wife?! ..... ... .. And the list only kept growing… He, a Mere slave, seduces them all.... WHAT KIND OF F## UP LIFE WAS THIS?!! But it wasn’t OVER—far from it.... These women… were even worse!! One wrong move, one careless mistake… and his life could be erased from existence! One thing became painfully clear—if he ever wanted to survive in this hellish world, there was only one path forward. He had to seduce them all. _________________ Release Schedule:- 2 Chapters Every Day! But wait—there’s more! Want extra chapters? Your support makes it happen! Power Stone Rewards: 1- Extra chapter every 500 PS! Golden Ticket Rewards: 100 GT = 2 Extra Chapters For every additional 50 GT, 1 more chapter will be added! If we break into the Top 100, 5 extra chapters will drop as a celebration! Of course, Gifts are also welcomed—every bit of support fuels more chapters and more excitement! Each Magic Castle = 3 Bonus chapters Each Spacecraft = 6 Bonus chapters Each Golden Gachapon = 10 Bonus chapters So, dear readers, rally your stones and tickets—not at me, of course… (Or should I be worried?) Either way—buckle up and enjoy the ride! Discord Server Link: 6JA46z23bw
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Forged in Chaos: A Transmigrator’s Tale in the DC Universe

Waking up in an alleyway in Gotham City was not how Ethan Reyes expected his day to start. The last thing he remembered was crashing on his couch after a long gaming session, only to find himself in a world he recognized all too well—one filled with gods, monsters, and vigilantes dressed as bats. It took him a moment to realize the city wasn’t just a detailed dream. The distant sirens, the oppressive skyline, and the neon flicker of a nearby ACE Chemicals sign confirmed it. This was Gotham. And that was bad. Then came the pain. It burned through his veins like molten fire before settling into his fingertips. A strange, instinctual urge filled his mind. His gaze landed on the dumpster beside him. Scattered around were a broken switchblade and a rusty pipe. Before he could think, his hands moved on their own, touching both objects. A pulse of energy surged through him, and suddenly, the two items fused—the broken switchblade now embedded itself within the pipe like a makeshift spear. "Holy—What the hell was that?" Experimenting further, he picked up a discarded smartphone and a pair of cheap sunglasses. Another pulse of power, and—bam—a pair of futuristic-looking AR glasses now rested in his hands, displaying HUD information in his vision. That was when it clicked. He had a power—an ability that allowed him to fuse objects together. The results? Unpredictable. Some combinations worked beautifully, while others... not so much. And in a world where Batman, Superman, and the Joker roamed, a power like this was both a blessing and a curse. Survival in Gotham Ethan quickly learned that Gotham was not kind to the weak. Without money or connections, he had to rely on his ability to survive. His first breakthrough came when he fused a lockpick set with a stolen smartwatch—creating a device that could crack digital locks. He used it to raid an abandoned weapons stash, arming himself with gear of his own making. He also experimented with weapons. A standard pistol fused with a flashlight? Now it fired tracer rounds that illuminated targets. A crowbar fused with an electric baton? A shock club capable of stunning enemies. But Gotham was filled with predators. And soon, they noticed him. The Underworld Calls Word spread fast about a "mystic craftsman" who could create bizarre but powerful items. The underworld took interest. First came the low-level thugs, hoping to use him for their own gain. Then came the bigger players. The Penguin wanted to recruit him. Black Mask wanted to own him. And the Joker? He just wanted to see what happened if Ethan fused a grenade with a rubber chicken. It was Batman who intervened first. The Dark Knight, ever the strategist, saw the potential of Ethan’s abilities. But he also saw the danger. In the right hands, Ethan could change the landscape of warfare. In the wrong hands? He could unleash nightmares. The question was—whose hands would he end up in? Survive or Be Consumed As the months passed, Ethan found himself walking a razor’s edge. If he wanted to thrive, he had to be smart. He had to stay ahead of both heroes and villains, mastering his power before someone forced him into a corner. Because in Gotham, there were only two kinds of people: Those who adapted. And those who became stories whispered in the dark.
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