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Reincarnated as a Novel’s Villain: Creator of Curses and Blessings

A mere reader reincarnated as a lowly villain in the novel… all because of committing blasphemy. The Nameless God had cursed him… combined with the weak and vicious body into this new life. Was there even a chance to survive? The dead flag would strike just a week after he arrived in this world. That was right—he had to steal a cheat… a cheat from the MC. [You have received a curse from Nameless God] [Blasphemer's Burden] [Description]: You are an insolent one who has committed blasphemy against the Nameless God… This bloodline bears an unforgettable sin, one that always draws all kinds of fated troubles to you without any logical reason. [You have received the two blessings of the Demon God] [Divine Mimicry] Description: You can copy the blessings and curses of anyone in the world. However, this blessing itself has an arrogant nature. You cannot copy blessings or curses that are similar abilities whose tier is lower than what you already possess. Furthermore, you must first prove your strength… the power of a blasphemer of gods. Defeat them—or kill them. [Divine Transmutation] [Description]: You can craft a new blessing or curse by sacrificing two blessings or curses of equal level and similar type.. However, it was just a beginning of him...the fate of a mighty godslayer Author's note: MC is a sly, smart, and firm person. Of course, he’s not perfect—he still makes some mistakes—but I make sure they don’t cause any annoyance to readers. Side characters? Sure, they will have some depth. Harem? Don’t worry. The MC is not a simp, and his girls are not stupid either. They build real connections; I don’t just throw girls in and call them his wives. Fighting? A lot… but it leans more toward tactics than just fighting over who has the better cheat. The pace of the first ~20 chapters is quite fast, but don’t worry, it will slow down later.
FreeIwant · 88k Views

Warcraft: The Light alone cannot save Azeroth

The Light alone cannot save Azeroth. No one can. They whisper these words like gospel, like inevitable truth carved into stone. WHO decided that? Who appointed fate as our master? Who crowned despair as our king? I was once a prince who believed in salvation through obedience. Through the Light. Through duty to crown and clergy. Through blind faith in powers greater than myself. And I learned a bitter lesson: the gods do not fight our wars. The heavens do not bleed for us. But I have shed that weakness like a serpent sheds its skin. Azeroth does not need saviors who kneel and pray. It does not need heroes who defer to prophecy and hope for divine intervention. It needs those willing to seize POWER—the power of conviction, of will, of absolute determination—and wield it without hesitation, without apology, without the paralyzing doubt of lesser men. I have seen what humanity is capable of when we stop asking permission. When we stop waiting for the Light to guide us. When we decide that OUR strength, OUR choice, OUR sacrifice will be enough. So I say this to every soul that hears me: We will not be saved by distant gods or ancient prophecies or the benevolence of forces we cannot control. We will be saved by OURSELVES. By conviction. By the refusal to accept defeat as destiny. By the recognition that WE are the authors of Azeroth's fate. The question is not whether we CAN save Azeroth. The question is whether we have the strength to decide that WE WILL, and to become the warriors, the leaders, the sacrifice that this world demands. That is the path of a true prince of Lordaeron. That is our burden. That is our glory. Of Humanity! This is not the same translation as my other one, New Dawn of Lordaeron. 魔兽:圣光救不了艾泽拉斯
AinzOoalG0wn · 400.4k Views