Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife - Chapter 17 - : I’ll Treat

Hunters getting sponsored by their Sponsors, and amongst them, the most dazzling 12 heroes of them all. They claim themselves to be Gods and started Eden.

Eden ruled the world.

That was the era that Lee Jun-Kyeong had been living in. Hunters rule the world that normal citizens are living in, like domesticated animals.

However, Lee Jun-Kyeong had a special book in his possession. It was about the life story of a forgotten yet true hero, the Demon King.

One day, one of the 12 heroes, Athena, came looking for him.

‘It’s the past? Over a hundred years ago? When Hunters first started appearing?’

However, he fell back into the past. The Demon King’s sponsor, The Sky of the Apocalypse, had sponsored him instead.

Although he walked a similar path as what the Demon King took…

‘It wouldn’t be the same as the Demon King’s.’

I dreamt of a much better future than the Demon King; using the very same power that the Demon King had, I would become a Player above all hunters.

‘From today, I’m a Player.’

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Tuzi embodied what her name meant; a short, somewhat curvy and bubbly woman who was always down to have a good time with almost everyone. She was as active as a bunny even on her worst days, and she kept that up for her entire life... even though it cost her life. The problem with having fun with just about anyone meant that sometimes her partners were already taken, and one day a jealous lover found her and... well, she just wished she had gotten hit by a truck instead.After all, she 'woke up' after being brutally murdered to find herself standing in front of a true bunny; a Goddess who thought that this woman named after her was quite fascinating and entertaining to watch, so she was sent to another world to try it all again.The problem was she had no system, no help, no guide or special cheat... all she had were her wits, her wiles, and her charm to attempt to just survive in this new world, let alone entertain a Goddess with incredible feats!Join Tuzi as she travels through a fantasy world relying only on herself to achieve... well, perhaps greatness, or perhaps just a typical life for a Bunnykin; sex in abundance with the occasional baring of some deceptively sharp fangs.This is going to be a smut book primarily with action and adventure in roughly equal parts, and it will also have some scenes that will be dark. Tuzi won't be an OP system wielding MC, she won't be flawless, she won't always even be the main focus sometimes because of where she is and who she is with.The book will continue along with my usual ruleset; all futanari and women, hentai logic when it comes to sex, more focused on the people and how they interact instead of nonstop action... if that sounds good to you, come read, otherwise I wish you find a novel somewhere else that satisfies your wants.

She wanted to be a Necromancer, but awakened as a Saint! Somehow her summoned heroes are all undead?How will the church react when their Saintess summons a skeleton in place of a mighty hero? Sofia isn’t too keen on finding out.To many a summoned hero, this world looks oh so familiar. Beastmen, Dwarves, Trolls, Dragons and Elves!Saints, adventurers, dungeons, maybe an evil demon lord to be vanquished?A video-game like system! Classes, skills and levels!Although... why is the system even a thing to begin with?Do gods really choose saints like you pick your next meal?There are great powers at work beneath the surface, this is their world, and you're living in it.Follow Sofia as she unknowingly gets tangled in power struggles far beyond what she had bargained for.Be ready for a wild ride. Break a leg, skeleton!

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.