MTL - I’m Not Shouldering This Blame - Chapter 12 Gossamer

In this lifetime and every other, I promise to only be loyal to you. Even if I have to crawl back from Hell, I will do so gladly. Wow, you just broke all the cold CEO fantasies.

Like every romance novel, Yun Qian Meng faced the evil stepmother and negligent father. On top of that, she was arranged to marry a scum man who manipulated her, stole from her, and finally... killed her.

When she woke up, she found herself back at the top of the world. It was all a dream, she told herself and moved on... until the scum fiancé made an appearance.

Who was she? Yun Qian Meng. Twenty-five. Founder and CEO of a company worth billions of dollars. The world was at her feet. How dare this scum man think he was worth her?

“My fiancé wants to usurp my company? I’ll bury him alive.”

“My father wants to marry me off for his gain? I’ll find a husband he will never approve of.”

“Of course... He needs to meet my conditions first.”

Who would have known that her arch-nemesis, Mo Qingchen, would present himself in front of her as a potential suitor.

“Lunatic! I wouldn’t marry him even if he were the last man on Earth!”

Ants surrounded Mo Qingchen. He was twice as powerful as her. Twice as wealthy. And the conditions he was offering were top notch. He'd lit the fire and she swarmed to him like a moth to a flame.

“Well, a contract marriage never hurt anyone.”

She was looking for financial and social gain but she ended up on a path to finding herself and things she never knew she wanted.

The curtain rose. Shots were fired. The play began. The broken girl started her journey towards the woman she was destined to be.

All the world’s a stage. And a play is only entertaining when chaos ensues.

[ Loki, The God of Mischief, Jest, and Woe, is amused. ][ The Goddess of Fate and Luck is annoyed. ][ You are the cause and center of two gods fighting. ]Ethan Cross, a brilliant doctor in a futuristic Earth, was devastated when he realized that his entire life—and the life of the woman he loved—was nothing more than a source of amusement for a mischievous god.But when another god, the Goddess of Fate and Luck, intervened on his behalf, Ethan found himself at the center of a divine battle, gaining a dangerous but powerful gift.[ You’ve awakened the SSS-RANKED SKILL: Fate Breaker! ][ You’ve awakened a system: The Supreme Fate Breaker System. ]For a fleeting moment, hope returned. Ethan was offered a chance to save Claire, the woman he couldn’t bear to lose.[ You’ve been granted God-Level Authority for three seconds. ][ Do you wish to rewind Claire’s soul trajectory?]“Yes!”But fate had other plans.[ Bug detected. ][ Message included with bug. ][ “It’s from me, your favorite god—Loki, the God of Mischief.” ][ 1-second system override has been taken by the God of Mischief. ][ Your soul has been sent to an alternate universe. ]Now thrust into a world of magic and monsters, where gods toy with mortal lives, Ethan must adapt or perish.

In the Wild Westlands, the Sanctuary of Spirits is the base for the elite Celestial Beast Sect. “”Hurry, Huang Yingyan, or we’ll lose our chance at the best Divine Pets!”” Tang Jinghuan urges, pulling his friend in a time-critical dash.Huang Yingyan, who overslept from the thrill of gaining a mysterious system and the Omniscient Eye skill, falsely blames his delay on Tang Jinghuan. This skill lets him see the untapped potential in divine pets, essential for aspiring Beastmasters.In their excitement, they reach the selection, where Huang Yingyan’s skill initially finds no special pets—until a unique, snow-white cub draws his attention, neither tiger nor lion, with a somber air.As they face their choices, anticipation hangs thick. Can Huang Yingyan’s skill reveal the cub’s mystery, changing his destiny as a Beastmaster?

Vincent van Gogh, the painter who refused to be an accessory Of power and painted with his soul at the tip of a brush, was not understood by anyone and had to die like a madman, and he woke up in 21st century Korea.

Like a wheat field melted with gold, like a sunflower that swallowed the sun, a dazzling painter once again takes the brush.