Rot

A boy without a name. A war without mercy. A truth long buried in blood and ash. The Veyrn, pale-haired necromancers with eyes like ghosts, were hunted to extinction, their bodies left to rot in mass graves. Their kind is nothing more than a curse whispered in fear. Or so the world believes. When a boy awakens among the dead, with no past and no memory, something stirs in the darkness. The Veyrn are not gone. And the last of them is about to take back what is rightfully his.

[Congratulations! The system will guide you to find a handsome and kind husband in the apocalypse!] After being killed by the demon king, the demon queen had a second chance to live in the body of a woman in the apocalyptic world, Medeia Vega. Their planet has apparently been hit by cosmic radiation, causing living things to mutate and develop unique abilities. People with weak mental states couldn't keep their humanity and turned into monsters, while the survivors had to fight those monsters endlessly to stay alive. Her main mission in that world was to find a kind-hearted husband, but it just so happened that Medeia also built a safe haven for people. Would she be able to find the man of her dreams in the apocalypse? ———— [Before dating a kind hearted man, you should also have a pure heart!] "Fuck." [Foul language detected! Penalty minus 20 points!] "Damn you—" [Foul language detected! Penalty minus 30 points!] "You shitty system, how dare you keep reducing my point?! I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!" [Foul language detected! Bad curse detected! Penalty minus 100 points!!!] ——— NOTE: This is not HAREM story The story is set in a post-apocalypse mutated world, so there will be; - monsters - mutant abilities - action - romance - smut?? let's see~ ––— The cover is mine, please don't use it!

189 years after the Fall, Earth is no longer the world it once was. Meteors brought with them destruction—and something worse; Corruption, an energy that slowly rots away the body and mind. In its wake, Aether awakened—its polar opposite, offering power through structure, balance, and sacrifice. Now, the world is divided between Safe Havens, protected by the World Authority and fueled by Aether, and the Wastelands, ruled by the Corruption. In the shadows of society, humans chase strength by walking the Path of Ruin, risking their souls to survive the ever-growing Deadzones. Alexander, a 15-year-old scavenger from the fringe town of Greyreach, carries with him secret that could get him killed: he can wield both Aether and Corruption. As the World Authority tightens its grip, and rumors of an uprising circulate about, of civilizations beyond the stars, Alexander is forced to navigate the dangers of the world, and the ever growing Deadzones that threaten to destroy the world.

Shi Jin war in ihrem früheren Leben eine verzweifelte Frau und nur ein hübsches Gesicht. Sie wurde bei der Geburt vertauscht und in einer reichen Familie aufgezogen, nur um schließlich einen schrecklichen Tod zu sterben. Nach Shi Jins Wiedergeburt wird sie klug, findet sich viele mächtige Unterstützer, macht große Karrierefortschritte und lässt die Hasser schockiert zurück. Alle Augen sind gespannt darauf, wie sie sich blamiert. Die wahre Tochter der reichen Familie glaubt, dass Shi Jin als zusätzliches Dienstmädchen genutzt werden könnte, wenn sie bliebe. Ihr Ex-Verlobter besteht darauf, sich an die von ihren Eltern vereinbarten Hochzeitsarrangements zu halten und das reiche Mädchen zu heiraten. Alle in der Shi-Familie glauben, dass sie in der Unterhaltungsindustrie erledigt ist, sobald sie die Familie verlässt. Ihre Anti-Fans meinen, dass der einzige Weg für sie vorwärts zu kommen, darin besteht, sich hochzuschlafen! Shi Jin erhält viel schlechte Presse online, nachdem sie beim Essen mit dem reichsten Mann der Welt erwischt wurde. Alle verspotten sie dafür, dass sie ihren Körper benutzt, um in der Unterhaltungsbranche voranzukommen. Der reichste Mann der Welt ist verwirrt: "Was ist falsch daran, mit meiner biologischen kleinen Schwester zu essen?" Die Paparazzi jagen Shi Jin drei Tage und Nächte lang, als sie mit einem internationalen Promi in ein Hotel eincheckt. Der internationale Promi kommentiert: "Gibt es ein Problem damit, das Drehbuch mit meiner biologischen Tochter zu besprechen?" Eines schönen Tages wird Shi Jin von einem mysteriösen globalen Machthaber an die Wand gedrückt und geküsst, bis ihre Wangen rot werden. Die Paparazzi packen prompt ihre Kameras weg und fragen: "Verwandte? Habt ihr es mit der Probe nicht übertrieben?" Der mysteriöse Machthaber: "Habt ihr ein Problem damit, dass ich meine Frau küsse?"

Beneath the neon lights of Tokyo, a war raged within the shadows. Hiroshi Yamaguchi was once the top assassin of the notorious Yamaguchi-gumi Mafia. But within the organization, a darkness festered, one that had consumed him from within. His past was one of tragedy. As a child, he watched helplessly as his beloved mother was murdered at the hands of his own father. Her death ignited a fire of vengeance within him, driving him to climb the ranks of the mafia, all in pursuit of a single goal. Revenge. But on one fateful day, Hiroshi abandoned the life of bloodshed, seeking to escape the cycle of violence. Yet, freedom was only an illusion. His father’s grasp was relentless. Captured, tortured, and cast into a prison meant to break him, Hiroshi was left to rot in the darkness. Until fate intervened. Rescued and recruited by a secret organization determined to dismantle the criminal underworld, Hiroshi was given a new purpose, one that aligned with his thirst for vengeance. Now, at just 18, he walks a treacherous path into the unknown, prepared to destroy those who wronged him, and anyone who dares to stand in his way.

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In the shadow-cloaked city of Norlington, where eldritch horrors seep through cobblestone cracks, Dr. Fran-a prodigious surgeon stitched together by paradox-operates the clandestine Mistveil Clinic under the cryptic guidance of her [Medical Module]. Between tending to gore-streaked mercenaries and cultists whispering to void-born deities, Fran undertakes 【Diagnostic Expeditions】 across the [Prime Reality] and its splintered anomalies. Each harrowing house call sharpens her unorthodox craft, funds her biomechanical obsessions, and drags her closer to the rot festering at the world's core. Her patients? A kaleidoscope of the extraordinary: heretical nuns wielding blessed artillery, philosophers with calcified lungs still spouting prophecies, and things that wear human skin poorly. Through their wounds, Fran unravels truths-about the city's pulsating heart, her own sutured past, and why the stars above Norlington blink in hexagonal patterns.

Zombies appeared all over the world after the planet was subjected to a culture shift caused by an enigmatic mystery party. But out of this apocalypse those with 'powers' started to emerge, can civilization rebuild itself and prove that Science should remain the foundations of humanity or would another avenue be more successful in these trying times?

Uploading this book on Royal Road too! [28.03.2025] Killian, was cursed by The Gods of his world. Born on the night when the Blue Bloods, a group of families with superpowers forced his family and others to live in the slums, his birth was nothing short of unfortunate. Unlike others of his kind, he was destined to work as a garbage picker, while the Blue Bloods created a rift in power throughout the kingdom. When a lost jewel falls into Killian's possession, the fates churn themselves to make him the most powerful of them all. The catch? Killian must unravel the secret of the lost jewel. Sadly, The Gods have other plans. In an endless tryst, where the weakest rises up to the challenge, the Scums must fight the Blue Bloods to take back what's theirs. *** Some say the world we live in wasn't always wretched. The Gods we no longer pray to love us once. And our shoulders that carry large sacs of garbage were once donning the finest of silk. Then, one fateful night everything changed. The sky turned red, and the Gods called out. And then, THEY emerged from the darkness. The Blue Bloods. The Blue Bloods weren't like ordinary humans. They had what no human could possess. The Blue Bloods were blessed with the powers of Gods. Their bloodlines were coveted and destined to flourish. And ours? "And henceforth, the crown shall always rest on a Blue Blood's head. The time has come for the Scums to return. Abandon thy riches, and homes. Give it all up for those who deserve it," Gods said. A battle ensued between the Blue Bloods and the Scum. The consequences? My mother died, while giving birth to me. The Gods fury hit her too hard, as she stood her ground. And I... I was destined to rot here, between the garbage.

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.

In a world where assassins are born, not made, every child marked by the Blood Pact is destined to kill—or be killed. Assassins are born with a cursed mark from birth, forced to wear a mask for life. If anyone sees their true face, they die instantly. Arya never wanted to be an assassin. Unlike others in the guild, he was born with a flawed mark—one that cursed him instead of granting him power. While others gained supernatural abilities, his body slowly rotted away with each kill. To survive, Arya made one rule: never kill unless absolutely necessary. But when a mission goes wrong, he is forced to break his rule—and something inside him awakens. His mark, once dormant, begins to consume his enemies—devouring their skills, their strength… and their lives. Now, the guild that once saw him as worthless wants him dead. Hunted by his own kind, Arya must uncover the truth behind his cursed mark before it consumes him completely. Because the deeper he digs, the more he realizes: He was never meant to be an assassin. He was meant to end them.

Hwayeong’s Hilarious Struggle to Flunk Out of the Crown Princess Selection! Hwayeong’s peaceful life is turned upside down when her younger sister, inspired by rumors about the Crown Prince’s less-than-stellar appearance, submits her name for the Crown Princess selection without her consent. For Hwayeong, who loathes the very idea of stifling palace life, it’s a nightmare come to life. So, she comes up with a cunning plan: To delay her arrival at the imperial palace no matter what! However, her carefully laid plans are thrown into chaos when, out of nowhere, a galloping horse nearly tramples her. Furious at the reckless rider, she takes off after him through the bustling streets, her anger fueling every step. It’s only when she skids to a stop, heart pounding, that she looks up and realizes she’s standing before the towering gates of the very place she swore she would never go. “I won’t let this slide. Just you wait!” Confronting the rider later that evening, Hwayeong demands an apology, but instead of showing remorse, he arrogantly dismisses her complaint. Enraged, she impulsively hurls her shoe at his back in an act of defiance. Days later... Her frustration turns to horror when she learns the man’s true identity—he’s none other than the Crown Prince himself, the very focus of the competition she’s been dragged into. Though initially panicked, Hwayeong refuses to give up. Her new goal? Become such a nuisance to the Crown Prince that he’ll have no choice but to kick her out and send her back home! Unfortunately, the Crown Prince has no intention of playing along with her schemes... “You’ll rot here for six full months—completely, thoroughly, and absolutely!” Now caught in a battle of wills, Hwayeong must decide: Can she outsmart the Crown Prince and escape the confines of the palace, or will her rebellion only tighten the chains around her? #Romance #Comedy #Romanticcomedy #History #Loyalty #Prince #Unrulyheroine Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by JeongHyun All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 정현, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.

The world ended, seven days of earthquakes, volcanic eruption and then came the meteor storm, bringing something worse—mutation. Now, survivors are group into Shifters, mutated humans and normals. Ava Zhang was supposed to be a Normal. Useless. Disposable. Thrown into a military-controlled bunker, she is sorted into Level Three—the bottom rank, where the weak are left to rot. Starving, overworked, and surrounded by desperate scavengers, she realizes that in this world, strength decides survival. But Ava isn’t as powerless her hidden System activates. The Blueprint System—an ability that lets her design and invent anything, from weapons to high-tech defenses. Release Rate (Contracted): Weekday 2ch/day Weekend 3ch/day BONUS: Every Review +1ch (use +)

WARNING: [R-18] SOME CHAPTERS MAY INCLUDE MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT! NO RAPE! Long ago, the Sun and the Moon fell in love with each other and flew around the world together. Until the Sun deceived the Moon and slept with the Morning Star. The Moon's heart was shattered and decided to hide herself in the darkness of the night. With regret and to seek forgiveness, the Sun stayed and set on a never ending journey by day in search for his long lost lover. It was said that the stars were the tears of the Moon, illuminating the night to conceal her grief. And for a thousand years, she waited to meet the Sun to inflict the same pain he had given her. It was believed that when the two finally meet, the Moon will turn into bloody red to bring death and chaos. ********************************************* Betrayed. Murdered. Abandoned. She despised the existence of the werewolves and vowed to destroy them in her next life, but only to be reborn as one of them. ********************************************* Amelia was the eldest daughter of Magnus Stanford—the noblest King of the human race. She was once the famous Luna of the most powerful pack in Terraria. Although considered just an average beauty for a princess, her kindness and purity were remarkable. To maintain peace between races, she was sent to Alpha Lucian of the werewolf clan to be his wife and Luna. But just after three months of her ascension, her world turned upside down. She was betrayed by none other than her husband. Murdered and left to rot in an unknown place, her wish to be reborn was granted eighteen years after, only to find herself in the body of a werewolf—a rogue and a fugitive. Even though she had nothing, her new self had an exceptional beauty, enough to capture the heart of any man who takes a glimpse of her. Learning about the downfall of her father's kingdom and the near extinction of the human race, she had to find all means to enter the Kingdom of Elysium, the one who truly holds the power among all the immortal race. Her goal? To be the bride of Elias Lagerfeld—the next Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack and heir to the Elysian throne.

For centuries, Earth has been trapped in an unending war, not against itself, but against ten other races, each fighting for dominance. The world isn't what it once was... The skies burn with battle, the land is drenched in blood, and the very fabric of reality is beginning to tear. But something far worse lurks beyond the battlefield. Beyond existence itself lies Velmoria, the Alternate Universe, a realm of forbidden magic, eldritch horrors, and cosmic aberrations that should have never touched this world. No one knows where it came from. No one knows how to stop it. But its influence is spreading. It doesn’t fight for land, power, or survival. It fights for control over reality itself. To resist extinction, humanity forged the Sentinel Order, an elite force trained to battle both the warring species and the encroaching nightmares of Velmoria. Every teenager is forced into the Academy, a brutal proving ground where only the strongest earn the right to fight for the future. He was never meant to be chosen. A boy with no name, no bloodline, no power. A discarded outcast, beaten, hated, and left to rot. His family laughed when his name appeared. His enemies sharpened their blades. And the world? It had already written him off. But when he awakens... the war will change forever.

The world is rotting. Corruption Objects-twisted abominations from the Counterside Dimension-spill into reality, consuming everything in their path. The last line of defense? The Counters. Elite warriors trained to fight, survive, and die in a war humanity refuses to acknowledge. At the heart of it all is Kun, a reckless, unpredictable fighter wielding the abyss itself as a weapon. His brother, Suho, cold, calculating, and burdened with a secret that could shatter everything. They arrive at Counters Academy, a training ground where more than half of recruits never return from their first mission. Survival is a luxury. Betrayal is inevitable. And something darker lurks beneath the academy's walls. From the feared Abyss Squad to the elite Fenrir Squad, from rival assassins to Counter Hunters, Kun and Suho's squad, Oblivion, is caught in the eye of the storm. Why does the Administration fear them? Why is the world watching them? And what the hell is Kun really becoming? This is not just a war. This is annihilation. And when the dust settles, one question remains: Who will still be standing?

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.

"In order to survive the future great war, we must take drastic measures. We need to summon warriors and train them before time runs out." Thus, millions of earthlings were reincarnated in an alien, medieval world governed by swords and magic to save its prophesied doom. Among those individuals, one's situation inexplicably deviated from the others. Thrust into a rotting house in a ghostly body, Adam found himself bound to a wailing baby. With a heavily damaged soul and the snarky remarks of a system, he began his years-long quest to recover his body. Armed with his mind, he'll educate the baby and slowly watch him turn into a good youth. However, he would have to make a choice: suffer as a ghost until he finds an alternative that might not exist, or possess his body and reincarnate. He was far from imagining how dangerous this world full of possibilities could be, prompting him to question everything he knew... Including himself and this world's intentionally blurred history. ********************************************** Discord server: https://discord.gg/ubzzKM5wfp Note: The MC is not a supporting character or hidden master. It's his story, motivated by his choices and battles, not the baby's. Please don't fall for prejudices like 'I know where this is going,' because spoiler: you definitely don't. ********************************************** What you can expect: -A living world with its own lore. -Each character has their own motivations and desires. -Moral grey story. -An MC who grows and learns little by little. -A long but epic quest. -Badass female chars later in the story. -Cultivation and magic that makes sense.

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

Almond Crowshade was the last surviving human in a dying world whose people failed to conquer the Grand Abyss Labyrinth's 30th floor in time. The world was getting destroyed, and Almond was the last one challenging the 30th Floor multiple times despite the imminent destruction of the planet. He ultimately defeated the Floor Boss on his dying breath by achieving a true awakening, acquiring an X-rank Trait that signified limitless potential. Alas, he won but there was no home or future for what he fought. But a mysterious figure arrived there, feeling pity and amusement. "This is too precious and fun of a toy to let it rot here. You shall reincarnate and climb up to make things interesting." [Transfer to another world commencing…] [Your memories will be sealed, and you will reincarnate in another world that has welcomed Grimworld’s tutorial like this one. Clearing each floor of the Grand Abyss Labyrinth will unlock a portion of your memories, until the 10th Floor upon which you will gain your full memories.] ‘I’m giving you a second chance. This time, you must clear the Grimworld’s tutorial and step onto the big game to make things instresting and entertaining.’ [Good luck.]

Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.

In a world where power is the only law, Kael is nothing—a nameless child, weak and forgotten, left to rot on a battlefield of corpses. But as death looms over him, something awakens. A hunger. A power. With the ability to devour the life force of the fallen, Kael finds himself treading a dark and ruthless path—one where survival comes at the cost of his own humanity. As he consumes strength from the dead, he begins to change, evolving beyond the limits of ordinary men. But power alone is not enough. The world is cruel, ruled by mighty warriors, cunning mages, and beings far beyond human comprehension. And Kael? He is still at the bottom. To rise, he must kill. To live, he must consume. And as his hands grow bloodier, one question lingers—will he remain a mere survivor? Or will he become something far more terrifying? In a world where only the strong dictate fate, Kael will carve his name into history… one corpse at a time.

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va Author Notes: This is my third book, going to take what I learned from before to improve. This book will be focusing on plot, action, depths of character bonds and overall a darker tone/take on this cruel fantasy world I've cooked up for this book! If you give this book a try, I hope you enjoy! A very different experience and tone to Nanomancer Reborn.

In a world where strength is law and the weak are trampled, Ezra Cain was destined for nothing—crippled, abandoned, and left to rot. But when death comes knocking, something awakens within him. [Primordial Evolution System Activated.] A forgotten power lost to time, capable of infinite growth, limitless evolution, and ultimate domination. From the ashes of his former self, Ezra begins his ascent—devouring monsters, absorbing abilities, and forging a path no being has ever walked. But power comes at a cost. Ancient gods stir in fear. Forbidden realms tremble. The strongest beings in existence move to eradicate him before he reaches his full potential. But Ezra is no pawn in their game—if the gods wish to stop him, then he will do what no one has dared before. He will evolve beyond them. He will devour them. He will become the first Primordial Overlord. The age of gods is over. His reign begins.

**This book is in the viral competition. Support me by adding to library, gifting power stones, and golden tickets** . . Perhaps out of mercy, Ava Whitlock found herself reborn before all the tragedies - before her public image was ruined, before her career ended, before her real family disowned her existence and she was brutally murdered by the fake daughter her family had. . . All Ava Whitlock ever wanted in her whole existence was to have a family of her own, one which adored her and reciprocated her love. Her adoptive family were abusive, and when her real wealthy family descended from heaven, Ava thought the universe finally answered her prayer. Her prominent family were the owner of the Whitlock's conglomerate, the largest conglomerate in Lebron City. She had three powerful brothers: Jerome, the general manager of the conglomerate; Noah, the director of the conglomerate's firm; and Caspian, the best software engineer in all of Lebron City. Ava thought she had it all, but what she never expected was that her real family wanted nothing to do with her. They saw her as an eye-sore who was here to claim the position of their fake daughter, and they made no attempt to hide that they preferred the fake daughter to their flesh and blood. . On her death bed, Jerome, Ava's eldest brother asked, almost laughing, "Ava's at the point of death?" Her mother hissed before replying almost immediately, "Good. Let her rot." "Why are we being informed about this?" Noah, Ava's second brother asked. "Ava is no longer part of the Whitlock household after the little stunt she pulled. It's sickening that she still bears my household's name legally, but don't call me even if she's dead," her father said dryly. . . In this life, Ava had another mission. To stop her name from getting ruined publicly, and to earn her family's respect instead. She didn't care about her family's love anymore. But a lot of things changed in her new life that she didn't have answers to. How did she end up with three other guardian angels?! And why did they address her as their lovely little sister?! Also, how did she have a fiance in this new life who was dotting on her?

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that place !!

-----[WSA 2025 ENTRY]----- I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me. The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength. Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power. For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me. Then I woke up. Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed. Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it. The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both. They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune. Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate. ----- Find me on Discord at - I_Love_Ramen1 or join the server using the link - https://discord.com/invite/vvQRGGha9M

Gerard Walker was a ghost—one of the deadliest covert operatives the military had ever produced. Until he was betrayed. Left to die on a mission gone wrong, he never expected to wake up again… let alone in the body of a disgraced Chinese heir, Li Xian. Stripped of his past but armed with a mysterious system that rewards him for exacting vengeance, Gerard has only one path forward—retribution. His new body’s former life was stolen by betrayal, framed for insanity, and left to rot in a mental institution. Now, with the Revenge Sign-In System, every day brings new power, new resources, and new ways to strike back. But revenge isn’t just personal. As Gerard hunts down the enemies who wronged Li Xian, he uncovers a larger conspiracy—one tied not only to his new identity but also to his own past. A secret organization has been watching him long before his resurrection, and they aren’t just trying to kill him. They want him for something far worse. With deadly assassins, ruthless crime lords, and powerful elites closing in, Gerard must play the long game—balancing deception, power, and control. Every battle won brings him closer to his final goal. But as he becomes stronger, more ruthless, and more like the weapon he once was, Gerard is forced to ask himself: At what point does revenge stop being justice… and become something darker?

“They say the worst kind of love is the one you never asked for—the one that wraps around you like a chain, tightening until you can’t breathe.” Azan was that chain. My curse. My shadow. My captor. My tormentor. He stole my body. He stole my soul. He stole the life I should have had. But the most twisted thing of all? Somewhere in the madness, the violence, the ruin… I started to crave him. They say revenge is a dish best served cold. But I prefer mine slow, burning, and unforgettable. A woman with nothing left to lose is the most dangerous monster of all. I was the broken girl. The forgotten girl. The girl left to rot in the darkness. Now? I am their reckoning. And when I return, I won’t just take back what’s mine… I will burn their entire world to the ground. And Azan? He will either be the fire that consumes me… or the darkness that saves me.

In a fractured Earth where mana twists the weak into monsters and the strong into gods, Kael Draven is neither—just a crippled orphan left to rot in the Dustward Slums. Abandoned by fate, his life is a cycle of pain and scorn until a brush with death awakens the Abyss System—a predatory force buried in his soul, whispering of devourment and dominion. It’s no gift; it’s a curse that hungers for blood, mana, and even the multiverse itself.Thrust into the abyss mines under the cruel gaze of Lady Seris, a tyrant with secrets as dark as her power, Kael discovers he’s a shard of something ancient—a sovereign cast down by cosmic betrayal. With every drop of mana he consumes, the system grows, granting him strength, sight, and a hunger that threatens to swallow his humanity. Allies emerge—Lyra, a fiery miner who sees his spark; Selene, a mysterious beauty tied to his past; and others drawn to his rising shadow. But so do enemies: gods, cultivators, and the Architect of Realms, a multiversal puppetmaster who claims Kael as its pawn.To survive, Kael must devour—to rise, he must conquer. From a broken boy to a sovereign of infinite realms, his journey is one of vengeance, love, and a battle against the abyss within. Will he save the multiverse, or devour it whole? In a thousand chapters of blood, passion, and power, the abyss stares back—and Kael stares harder.