Sixth

"Be wary of skirt storm, my boy," Max's grandpa passed him the golden rule, just like he passed his inheritance and truth about their family's origins.
After learning all of this, Max naturally decided to become like his grandpa. He would visit dungeons and other worlds, then get a ticket to the legendary tower!
But first, he needed a good experience, for he had never had any contact with fantasy worlds. Luckily for him, the villains on Earth had a pretty interesting scheme, which Max would benefit from!

Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

"You might have sensed a few too weak people already, The Twelfth," Faith pointed at a group of weak people whose clothes didn't tell him anything. 


He believed he would be able to recognize them should he have experience of the vast universe.


But as Max grew stronger, he could see that many of those people were indeed weaker compared to other individuals.


Faith explained after sensing Max's understanding, her lips curved into a beautiful smile, "They are lackeys sent by their masters. As a permanent resident of Zion, you can invite your people here too."


Max nodded, folding his arms, "For how long will you keep using my title? I am not fond of being the twelfth. It's the last star, isn't it?"


Faith nodded, licking her lips as she didn't know how to reply to Max's first question, "You are the last Fate Star. If it weren't for you, no change would've happened. Now that you have appeared, other Fate Stars can start their changes.


It's a proper business!