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Transmigration of the Strongest Death Row Hero

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You wanna know the most annoying part about death row? It's not the waiting. It's not the guilt. Hell, I don't even feel that. No, it's the damn food. Every jackass in a tie keeps asking, "What do you want for your last meal?" Like that's gonna make up for the fact they're about to fry my ass in an electric chair. Spoiler alert: it doesn't. But just when I thought I was about to fade into that sweet void of nothingness, bam-I wake up in front of some giant floating eyeball calling itself a god. This thing's got a real complex too, talking about "second chances," "chosen warriors," and some demon king named Viedel who's apparently overdue for an ass-kicking. Here's the thing, though-I'm not a hero. I was a damn good hitman back on Earth, emphasis on the was. The Russian bastards who raised me? They took more than just my childhood-they took my manhood too. Literally. But guess what? Magnum Opus gave it back. And now that I've got my real sword again, I'm not wasting this new life playing knight in shining armor. I've got priorities: drinking, fighting, and screwing my way through this fantasy world like a man making up for lost time. Hot elves? Yes. Bunny girls? You bet. Beastkin, witches, hell, maybe even a succubus or two? Bring. Them. On. Sure, if killing a few demons or saving a kingdom gets me closer to that dream, so be it. But make no mistake-I'm not here to save the world. I'm here to enjoy it. ____________________________ What to expect? [Fast Pacing] [Lit Rpg (Twist on level up System)] [Supernatural abilities, Magic, and powers called burdens] [Overpowered main character] [Harem, Drama, Subtle NSFW, Monster Girls] [Single Character Pov] [Fantastical fantasy world]
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