Kas73_

Our protagonist, once a homeless child navigating the city's harsh realities, clawed his way towards a better life. He stole coins to buy knowledge. However, the prestigious university scholarship he craved was a rigged system, awarded to a politician's son who needed the name, not the education.

Descends into a life of crime.After being forced to taint his pride his death is ordered with his own making the final blow.

god "congratulations you're given a chance at a new life..."

him " why?"

god "cause you had a tough life so im being generous... and making you reincarnate in a mana world..."

him " bullshit..."

 On the brink of oblivion, a dubious offer arrives – a second chance from a strange god. Haunted by the shadows of past 'generosity', Rei struggles with suspicion. Accepting means becoming a pawn, rejecting means eternal damnation.  With no good options, Rei plays along, unaware his role thrusts him into a cosmic conflict.

NONHAREM.

The Extra Wants Control

Kai and Fred worked alongside other survivors and some volunteers with a bunch of their subordinates, clearing debris and offering whatever aid they could in the aftermath of the recent battles. Fortunately as vampires, their wounds healed gradually so no medical aid was needed.

Red lightning moved through the clouds in the sky, and struck, and Neveahy landed with a heavy thud in the center of the destroyed district.

Confusion clouded Kai and Fred's faces. Neveah, the very cause of their recent predicament, stood before them... maybe he wasn't the cause but he was at the center of this mess.

"We need to talk," Neveah finally spoke, his voice low.

Kai hesitated, his gaze flitting between Neveah and the injured citizens around them. He was still busy helping...

Neveah, as if sensing his hesitation, let out a frustrated sigh. Then raised his hands to shoulder level and the debris around them shook.

... not that weak...