MTL - Space Speed Xing Hen - Chapter 5 Miracle Creator (below)

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

Her brother, who was the one who caused a coup d’etat, had sliced her throat. After she returned to the time before she died, she decided that she would somehow tame him and survive!

But..

Did she tame him too much?

***

“Brother, why don’t you get married?”

There was no reply from him, instead the glass that he held popped and cracked.

“Oh no! You’re bleeding.”

“Why should I get married?”

“Eh?”

“I already have you.”

Why should you get married, you say? You have to get the Empress so I can leave this castle! Sezh laughed strangely.

“Sezh.”

At that moment, she stumbled and Raytan pulled her body into his arms. His red eyes started to gleam suggestively while looking down at Sezh who was trapped in his arms.

“You know we are not real siblings.”

Before going to college, an ordinary high school student went to celebrate and got drunk. When he woke up, he found himself in a completely different world. There was a big sect, the approaching sect entrance examination, a slum where his body’s previous owner lived, and a shared memory about a missing young girl.

When he got tangled in a fight with a few punks in this different world, he fell off a cliff and miraculously found himself still alive, with two more voices ringing inside his head. They were Sword Master and Saber Master. In the company of them, he continued to find out more about this whole new world. He took the sect entrance examination, entered the sect, met a strange man in black, and even participated in a major competition of the sect to have a chance to win over his peers!
In this whole new world, he was born again and got to explore the fantastic martial world!

- Description from Novelupdates

oung Master Shen Yanshi from the Shen family's conglomerate is known to be very picky when it comes to women, but Xiang-Nuan managed to catch his eye with her face that bore a striking resemblance to his first love.She played the role of a naive and innocent little white flower, doing her best to fulfill her duties as a stand-in.Yanshi was generous towards her, providing her with many opportunities in the past two years, transforming her from an unknown extra to a somewhat famous second-tier actress.However, when the actual first love, Miss Gong, returned, Xiang-Nuan obediently took the initiative to break up with him, and Yanshi nonchalantly let her go, saying, “Do as you wish.”After parting ways with Yanshi, Xiang-Nuan's once pure and innocent style underwent a drastic transformation, evolving into a sweet and spicy elegant lady style that drifted further away from her previous path.One day, as Xiang-Nuan was leaving the set, she spotted Yanshi's car parked outside.He looked at her coldly, “You acted well.”She modestly replied, “President Shen is too kind.”“Come back and continue acting.”Feigning affection, putting on a show, the one who falls in love first is the loser.