Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Hal, who never admitted defeat, saw an absurd scene through his shadow this time—
In that remote forest, which had long been buried in his mind and forgotten, Jim… crawled out of the body bag!
Jim, who had risen from hell to seek revenge, had Hal's uncle, Harlington Maxwell, growing out of his chest!
And on Uncle Harlington's body sprouted Olive's top half!
"Aaaaaahhhhh!!"
Hal let out a gut-wrenching scream, his body convulsing violently once again. He scratched the armrest so hard it drew blood, though he wasn't aware of it.
Even in such a miserable state, Hal didn't pull his gaze away. He stared in fear at his shadow, watching the scene that was somewhat fuzzy yet could awaken the deepest memories of his soul. The world before his eyes gradually seemed to be shrouded in blood…
Jim was his good friend.
The Maxwell family had once offended a count belonging to the Kenyan Empire's industrial nouveau riche. In the span of six months, both Hal's father and uncle went bankrupt, and he went from being the spoiled young master of the family to a street urchin who wasn't even allowed to enter the school gates.
During his time of despair and helplessness, Jim, a boy who had grown up on the streets, had pulled him up.
Jim brought Hal to join the local street gang, where they received protection while taking on odd jobs to earn some money.
Having grown up on the streets himself, Jim taught Hal the rules of street survival—who not to mess with, where to get a free lunch, which restaurant discarded expired food that was still edible, and more…
One day, in a local bar where street kids frequented, Jim was killed.
The killer was the leader of their street gang, and the reason for killing Jim was that Jim had wanted to bring along Hal and the other youngsters, who hadn't yet become deeply involved in criminal activities, to work at the factory with him.
That was a large local factory, with a strong workers' union and excellent pay. It was always a cutthroat competition whenever the factory recruited workers. Jim had
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