MTL - What’s Wrong With Seeking Death? - Chapter 131 【Catch insects】

To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.

Due to the increasing cases of suicide in the country, the government created a simulator system that was linked with human’s brainwaves, bringing them to transmigrate into thousands of worlds and experienced many aspect of life in order to stimulate the will of living. Only when the willmeter was filled 100% could they finally return back to life.Lu Yizhou. Male. Single. 22 years old. On a certain day, he committed suicide by burying himself in the land of snow. And then, he was pulled into the simulator.666: Welcome, host! Congratulations, you’re the 666th person who joined this project! Host is very lucky to get 666, because 666 is the handsomest, most sensible and most wonderful system!Lu Yizhou: …Can I change the system? You’re noisy.666: QAQLu Yizhou: No matter how many times I transmigrate, my willmeter will not be filled.666: N—No, don’t give up! Host shouldn’t give up QAQ uwaaa, don’t leave 666 alone! You’re my first, my one and only, how can you be so heartless and leave me behind like this?!Lu Yizhou: …why does it sound wrong?Thus, he started to jump from one world to another to save the villain.Lu Yizhou: Why do I have to save the villains?666: Ckckck, Host you’re too innocent! Of course, it’s because they are more awesome than the male lead; richer, powerful, resourceful, domineering and handsome!Lu Yizhou: …it’s only your preferences, is it?666: Host, why don’t you believe 666?! QAQHe thought that he had nothing left to live for. Bringing with him a weary heart and numb body, he sank to the bottom of the abyss only to find…a shining star.*******Beautiful, stoic, dense and unexpectedly naive gong x possessive, spoilt and scheming shou who knew how to use his charmAdditional tags: quick transmigration, fantasy, adventure, comedy, dark, mystery, tragedy, fast paced, seme/gong/top protagonist, love interest fall in love first, yaoi, mature, suicide thoughts, past play a big part, 1 vs 1

Arthur finds himself reincarnated as a spider in a dungeon after discovering his magical skills in a world of magic and mystery. He knows that everything in this world can evolve into something greater. Arthur begins his journey to evolve himself into a human by conquering one of the most powerful and mysterious dungeons.As he starts his journey, he finds new allies and enemies who look different from him—some who become like brothers and others who may betray him.Finding himself at the center of world politics, Arthur somehow creates his own monstrous kingdom from scratch, determined to live the life he wants and protect the people he loves. In his kingdom, he needs not only power but also strategy, as gods, demons, and other races use their own tactics and powers beyond imagination to maintain control and conquer worlds. Arthur embarks on his journey to live the life he desires... but will he succeed?

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.