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Overlord: Cursed Legend

SukunaSimp101
Over the course of 12 years, YGGDRASIL was the biggest DMMORPG. Because of this, people from everywhere attempted to be the best in this game. However, that slowly changed once a being with untold power made his way onto the scene. A freak, monster, Fallen One, and much more is what most called him. Though no one dared to ever challenge him. Not even the strongest players could ever hope to match a fraction of his power and skill. The devs envy him, humanoids hate him, and heteromorphic players adore him. However, have you ever wondered how such a fearsome being came into existence? Read and find out how someone who reincarnated into Overlord with no knowledge of the anime or manga survives in the virtual world of YGGDRASIL. [Disclaimer: This is my first Overlord story so I would like some feedback while also mentioning I don't own anything used in this story besides the MC. Also, I would love some power stones, please, and thank you!]
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[Mature Content:] Alaric was too close to Nicolette. Her mouth was just inches away from his. He could smell the lavender on her skin, the heat radiating from within her. But he held back, refusing to be carried away by her charm… “Mr. Allens…” she purred, and he looked down at her. Her eyes widened with desire, and he knew, in that moment, that if he wanted to kiss her, she would let him. The last thing he wanted was commitment. He knew that Nicolette didn’t want that either. But why was she this tempting? So willing? It was that willingness that confused him. She blinked, then swallowed as she pulled the jacket off her shoulders. His eyes lingered on her exposed neck. God. He just wanted to bury his mouth in that hollow spot. “Here,” Nicolette said calmly, extending the jacket to him. He took the jacket, his hand brushing hers just a second. She flinched, her face turning pink as she clutched the towel against her chest. His stomach flipped at the sight. If only that towel would give way to… Before he could stop himself, Alaric pressed his arousal against her stomach, pushing her against the wall, cornering her. She gasped at the sudden movement and for a moment, he lost his mind. “Cole…” he breathed, crushing himself against her. Her eyes gleamed with desire and a vulnerability that rocked him to his core. He would be foolish not to give in to this feeling. But he would also be a fool if he did. She had chosen to marry him. Not her boyfriend. And definitely not Lucian Crawford. Yet, he couldn't help it. She was only his for a year. But still… *************** When her business and the gallery she inherited from her mother burn to the ground, Nicolette Voss is determined to rebuild—and get revenge on her father. She turned to her father’s rival, Alaric Allens, for an alliance. Alaric is willing to help, but on one condition—she must be his wife for a year. They called him Ruthless Alaric after an infamous incident 6 years ago. Alaric is back in town, and so are the crumbs of his past. But he is determined to change everything with a wife. He has his hidden agenda. She needs her revenge. But will this marriage between storm and steel survive the heat? And what will they do when deep secrets threatens to destroy them both?
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