I Was Mistaken as a Great War Commander - Chapter 173

Daiki Tsukasa transmigrates to a world of everyday anime crossovers.At the start, he purchases a Special-Grade Cursed Object, activating the Great Collector System.As long as he collects valuable items, he can receive rewards.『 Congratulations, host, for collecting the Special-Grade Cursed Object — Sukuna's Finger. Reward: Innate Domain — Malevolent Shrine! 』『 Congratulations, host, for collecting the Yukinoshita Family. Triggered Triple Bond. Reward: Immortal Dual Cultivation Technique! 』...Miku Nakano: I was here first! Get lost, you vixen!Yukino Yukinoshita: Could you stay away from my sister?!Iroha Isshiki: Senpai! You won't abandon your cute kōhai, right?۞۞۞T/N: Be advised that characters and powers will be used, but not necessarily in the exact order, logic, manner, or arrangement that occurs in the original. Some stories will obviously be changed to fit into this mixed world with so many characters.

Your two pairs of purple pupils seem to be somewhat different, and you may wake up with Tensei Eyes or Samsara Eyes.

When will you open your eyes?

Look at luck!

Hey hey! !

Yui’s Samsara Eye and Hanamura’s Tensei Eye, both eyes are on you alone.

You are now equivalent to a real demigod!

“It seems a bit interesting…”

- Description from novelbuddy

Luo Wencheng made a deal with a certain existence and went back in time to ten years ago, when he had just been released from prison, still young and healthy, not yet pushed to the breaking point by Luo Wenjun and not yet used by him as a prop to test drugs for profit until his tragic death.

This time he was going to trample Luo Wenjun underfoot.

The first priority was to steal Luo Wenjun’s future backer from him.

- Description from Novelupdates

There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.