MTL - Rebirth of the Film Emperor’s Beloved Wife - ~ 106 Planned development

With a wave of his hand, he shapes the land,An omnipotent king, his power grand.The sun and stars he sets in motion, And rules with absolute devotion.His words command the wind and sea,The mountains bow down, the rivers flee.All creatures great and small, they heed his call,And his power reigns supreme over all.In his kingdom, order and peace reign,And all who enter know his righteous reign.For he is the omnipotent king,And his power shall forever ring========My name is Kingsley Seth and I along with all 7 billion+ people on Earth got transferred into a planet said to be 50,000x bigger than the Earth. Having no choice but to listen to a system whose only defining feature was it's absolute fair judgement.This is the story of me and those 7 billion people as we try to not only physically this world but Mentally as well. Well..... This is a story of how they try to survive, I live in a huge castle and accompanied by servants of all kinds.

[Reminder: Yuri, GL, Yandere, No NSFW, Only Wholesome Romance, Toxic Heroines, Slow Paced, Slow Romance, Slow Burn, Slow Harem.]“Damn it, why the hell am I the Villainess?”Petra, a human resources manager, just went through a painfully dumb breakup. To cope? She did what any sane woman would. Binge-read a guilty pleasure romance and smut novel series from her teenage years, only to realize that the heroines have brain-cell-deficiency.One way led to another, she wakes up as Verena D’Auvergne—a minor antagonist who turned out to be the ultimate villainess of the whole series after an incident. The very woman who stole all the love interests and died trying!“Forget the male leads, I have to make the heroines forgive me!”Can she, the ultimate villainess, capture the forgiveness of the very women she was meant to destroy? Or will the cursed System, and fate itself, force her to chase after love?

I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination…

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.