Chaos_to_all

In a world where two realities collided and humans were forced to evolve and survive in their new monster world. 

Hunters were born, each having a select skill that set them apart from the rest.

Betrayed by friends during a dungeon raid, and on the brink of death, Kim Jung receives a second chance from the divine being known as The Advocate, Aril.

[You have been chosen as the new king… 004]

Just as hope seems lost, a system notification blinks to life, announcing the reawakening of his SSS-level skill.

[The skill insight has been evolved into the voice of the world]

[You have gained a copy card, host can now extract skills from whatever hosts touches]

[Quest available, slay the dungeon boss]

Now, Kim Jung must navigate a perilous path of the king, armed with newfound power that allows him to gather female servants and male warriors, while fulfilling his side of the deal to his sudden rise to power.

[Become the next Ruler]

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Genre: [Mature content] [R-18] [Master-Servent relationship] [Magic] [Hunters] [Demons] [Spirits] [Dragons] [gods] [Dungeons] [Cold mc] [Obsessive female lead] [Slight academy] [Weak to strong] [Overpowered mc] [Game element] [System] [Action] [Magic] [Multiple love interests].
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Note: smut content

This is a mixture of a hunter type story and a regular fantasy, my first book so I hope you enjoy it.

Level up: SSS Class Hunter

"Arrggh, this is quite exhausting don't you think." Said Eric, another member of the Black snakes.

His foot was right on top of Luke, the fastest in the village, who was caught while he was busy relocating everyone.

Eric had already broken his ankle so he would be unable to run again, before he placed him on the ground and rested his feet on the head of the boy.

The remaining women, three in number and the Head huncho, stood at the side, watching as both Eric and Rehab stood by one another, ready to fight.

Rehab had already killed two of the villagers on his way coming, blood dripping from his dagger as he pulled it closer to his mouth.

The scared whimper of the women became louder and hard to hide, and the old man remained rooted there, his eyes closed in thoughts.

"Yo grandpa!!! Are you sure you don't want to give in and come clean with the Texarat?" Asked Rehab, before he began walking towards the old man.

Massacre, the slash is deadly