Rebirth Nameless Immortal God

WSA 2025 ENTRY Like his father, Kael Voss was abandoned and forgotten, the last son of Hades. The cursed son of the Underworld. Before dying, Hades passed on his crown to Kael. story about a guy who is tring to protect he beloved.

In a world ruled by strength, Shiāo Fēng was born with nothing — no talent, no support, no future. Exiled to the wild, he was meant to fade away. But fate had other plans. As ancient powers awaken, his journey begins with fire, knives, and a single pot. A dark, tragic, and strangely humorous fantasy — he wasn’t born to fight, but to cook. And sometimes, that’s the deadliest path of all.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of being human. Li Qing, who was never afraid of dying, suddenly gains the ability to see exactly how much lifespan he has left — and that freaks him out! Fortunately, refining artifacts grants him additional lifespan. So, he decides: “Let’s live for tens of thousands of years first, then worry about everything else!” [Successfully refined a Mortal-Grade Weapon: Refined Iron War Halberd — Lifespan +5 months!] [Successfully refined a Supreme-Grade Magical Artifact: Heavenly Net Banner — Lifespan +70 years!] [Successfully refined a Transcendent Spirit Treasure: Annihilation Furnace — Lifespan +3000 years!] (Immortality Survival + Artifact Refining + Dual Worlds) Read Ahead on P.atreon@AnubisTL

Is there death? Maybe, but it’s not about avoiding it. The purpose is to find out what death truly is

*WSA Entry* They called it purification. Eleven gods. Eleven laws. Eleven continents under divine order. Kai Silvareth was born in the heart of Floravell, land of life and harmony. The son of the Blooming Temple’s High Priestess. A devout believer. He prayed. He obeyed. And when his people were slaughtered in the name of “holy judgment,” he waited for salvation. No god came. Left buried in the rubble of his mother’s corpse and the ashes of a fallen temple, something inside him snapped. And the world… heard it. From the roots beneath the earth, an ancient will awoke. The 12th god. The Beast God—betrayed, erased, and buried by the divine. In Kai, he found a mirror of his rage. Not chosen. Not blessed. Not holy. Reborn. Now Kai doesn’t kneel. He devours. Let the gods tremble. Let them remember what it means to be hunted once more. --- "He lost everything to divine judgment. Now he is divine wrath." "You burned his home. You buried the truth. Now the beast you feared has opened his eyes." ***** This isn't your usual novel where the MC plays the good guy. You can view the MC the way you want to. you might think he is to evil, you might think all he does is for the greater good, at the end of the day it all depends on you. there are some action MC might take that might warrant a lot of questions but at the end of the day it is all for his own benefit. enjoy the read...

The saga begins in a world fractured, where old gods lie fallen and the very fabric of reality teeters on the brink. Amidst this cosmic upheaval, where new true gods now carry the burden of a world threatened by the abyss, an unnamed protagonist emerges from the most humble of beginnings. Through relentless trials and the forging of will in deception, he begins to sculpt a legend in the crucible of reality. His journey, not merely about gaining strength; But about steadily lifting all that exists from the precipice of nothingness. This is the concise chronicle of one individual's odyssey through another realm, embracing adventure after adventure, ultimately destined to save the world. P.S. English is not my first Language. A Thousand Apologies Dear Readers if Any Mistakes are Found. TAGS: [Another World] [Fighting] [Becoming Stronger Step by Step] # TO ALL THE SWORD AND MAGIC LOVERS OUT THERE #Unhinged protagonist # REVERSE SIMULATION. *** Bonus Chapters Unlock System! Reviews: let's get to 30 reviews soon: unlocks 3 bonus chapters! *** 200 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter 200 Collections = 1 Extra Chapter *** Gifts: Massage Chair unlocks 1 bonus chapter. Luxury Car: Unlocks 2 bonus chapters. Dragon: Unlocks 3 bonus chapter. Magic Castle: Unlocks 5 bonus chapters within a day! Space Craft: Unlocks 10 bonus chapters within a day! Golden Gachapon: Unlocks 15 bonus chapters within a day! ***

-Suddenly, getting kidnapped by the sexiest and most dangerous Immortal isn't so bad- He'll make her a woman. He'll awaken all her deepest, darkest and craziest desires. She's the captive, she's the master and He'll serve her alone. He's her loyal servant. **** The village of Brimvale has faced nothing but troubles, all due to the presence of an immortal. To finally put an end to this cycle, a human girl named Isla is chosen by the village, to venture into the forest. Her mission is clear: she must bring Raelen to the village for judgment, held accountable for his numerous trespasses, in just TEN DAYS, or never return. Isla task is to seduce him, earn his trust, and lure him out of his territory so the village can finally experience peace. However, the tables turn when Raelen kidnaps her, refusing to let her leave. What happens now that she’s taken captive? Will Isla manage to complete her mission, or will she remain trapped in the depths of the forest with him? She's supposed to seduce him but knows nothing about it and he's the greatest seducer. And what if the immortal isn't the monster everyone believes him to be? What if he’s entirely different from their fears? Dear readers: No apologies here, get ready for some steamy shit!

They stole his future and crippled his body. Now, he’ll rewrite the history in blood. Damon was on the verge of greatness—first in line to claim Bloodreign, the legendary artifact said to grant unmatched power in Earth Online, the world’s first fully immersive VR game. But his best friend betrayed him, stealing the item, and leaving Damon broken, crippled and nearly deleted. Kicked from the guild, mocked by the community, and trapped in a weak, crippled body, he was forgotten until his last desperate attempt somehow brought him back in time to the day when it all began. Now Damon was back and he knew what he was going after. A hidden lineage. A cursed class. A bloodline sealed since the dawn of the multiverse. Last time he played fair. Last time he trusted. This time he would hunt and devour. With years of knowledge of every exploit, every secret quest, every bugged mechanic, he will climb straight to the top. Armed with the blood of the first Vampire King, he was an apex predator now who stood at the very top. However, unbeknownst to him, a catastrophe lurks in the shadows. Damon finds out that the game itself might not be as simple as it seemed and the entire future of the humanity might depend on this game.

He was betrayed by blood… and reborn to bid against gods. In his first life, Ren Zian was a war genius destined for greatness—until his master, brother, and fiancée betrayed him on the eve of his ascension. His soul was cast into the void, sold in a divine auction... But fate wasn’t done with him. Reborn with the Chaos Bidding System, Ren Zian awakens in a realm ruled by Celestial Auctions, where power, secrets, and women are traded like divine artifacts. Now, he can outbid gods, break contracts, and steal fates. Each woman he wins through the Waifu Pact isn’t just a lover—they’re legendary warriors, cursed princesses, and divine bloodlines, all holding fragments of a destiny the heavens tried to erase. From shadowy assassins to seductive empresses, from soul beasts to lost kingdoms, Ren Zian will build the strongest harem in existence. And when the gods come to take it all back... He’ll auction their thrones next.

In an ancient world ruled by cultivation sects, immortal clans, and divine beasts, a mysterious being awakens within a black coffin at the bottom of a cursed river. His true name lost to time, he carries only fragmented memories of the Primordial Wars, where his divine soul was shattered and sealed by Old Heaven itself. Upon awakening in a frail vessel, he discovers a realm far weaker than the one he once dominated. Despite his sealed meridians and limited power, his mere presence commands fear: his qi is dark, corrosive, and deathly – the remnant of a being who once stood at the peak of existence. He saves Jian Tian, a disciple of the Black Dragon Sect, from the jaws of a Flood Dragon with a flick of his hand. Yet, his purpose is not kindness nor righteousness; it is driven by fate, as he cryptically declares. Haunted by betrayal, ancient enmities, and an unfulfilled vengeance against the Immortal Thrones, he begins his journey to reclaim his true form and restore his dominion over heaven and earth. As he walks through a world unaware of his true identity, shadows gather, old enemies stir, and destiny begins to weave the legend of the Dark Sovereign who crawled from the coffin to shake the heavens once more.

His voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." He inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" his voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for Mortals who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then his voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They will scream and I'll listen" "This time, I'll give them something to remember" "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.

[WPC Entry ---> The Abandoned One] *** Noah, an average guy from the modern world suddenly gets transmigrated into a world of fantasy and magic. A world where strength is the only rule and one with power can get anything. In such a world, he was transmigrated into a trash, who only awakened a F-rank inheritance, the weakest of the weakest rank. "What? He died cause he was bullied by all? Such a wimp, any power can be great if the user is good." Will he be able to survive that or did the fate had something else for him? And as he was about to face it all, he heard something, Ding~ [System synchronisation completed.] [Congratulations, host. You have awakened the Sovereign system] Now accompanied with a system that helps him gain any skill of his choosing from the females he conquers and at 1000 times the quality, he was set to reign over this world. Additional tags:- Dragon MC, Villain MC, Intelligent MC, No NTR, No Yuri, Large harem. MILFs, Queens, Elves, Beast girls, Dragons, Princesses, Demons, Succubus, Oyakodon, threesome, foursome, (Nth)some, Yandere, Loyal love interests, Netori, Corrupting the females, master-servant relationship, student-teacher relationship and more... If anything from above is not to your liking, then you can leave right now. One more thing, I would be really grateful if you guys could give your suggestions on how to make this even better, and do support me, I will be uploading extra chapters based on the kind of response I get.

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"This world is divided into two groups. Ordinary humans and those who are bestowed with the power of the gods In ancient times, because they saw many wars, the gods decided to look for pure-hearted humans who could help them stop the war. They are whom we call nowadays 'Enchanters'." Indra Soedirjo is an enchanter granted immortality by the gods who lost his family due to the Infuser attack several years ago. When he is still struggling to recover from his grief, he is asked by Fernando Valentino, his acquaintance, to protect his younger sister, who belongs to the rare Enchanter race—the fighting race—Ariel Valentino. a female high school student who always looks curt, spoiled by her father and her older brother, and very stubborn. Can Indra fulfil his duty to protect Ariel? Will it be precisely that mission that will make him find out the reason behind the death of his entire family? ***

Her voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." She inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" her voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for humans who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then her voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They wanted a hero out of me." "I’ll give them something else." "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me. And then my PC exploded. I died. Irony, thou art a cruel mistress. But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns. “This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me. “Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared. I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes. Oh, this was going to be fun. __________________________________________________ Hey everyone! I'm looking to expand my reader base by posting here on WN. My penname is Alfir (or Alfir2 on RR). Unfortunately, I lost access to my main account, so this is my new one. If you’ve read my works before, I’d really appreciate your support again! If you enjoy my stories and want to read more, you can also check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Alfir Thanks for your time, and I hope you enjoy my works! Let’s keep the stories going!

"In my old world, I was a nobody. Forgotten. Aimless. Dying of boredom." Then I woke up in a cursed body—crippled, frail, and unable to wield mana. In a world where power decides your worth, I was destined to die. Until I awakened two systems. One was this world’s own: levels, stats, evolution. The other... was alien. Unknowable. A god-forging engine called the Genesis Forge— letting me create sentient, legendary clones. Each one designed from scratch with talents, bloodlines, and mythic classes. I can’t fight. But I can send monsters, swordsmen, devils, and saints to fight for me. The world worships my creations. Fears them. The Wandering Swordsman. The Devil of Seven Sins. The Saint of Blades. All of them… are me. I am not the hero. I am not the villain. I am the Architect. And this world... is my forge. ———— Genres: Fantasy, System, Clone Creation, Philosophical Undertones From Chapter 8 onward, the story becomes heavily philosophical and multi-layered.

Ereshgal was born under omens—marked by the gods, worshipped by mortals, destined to rule. But even a crowned godling fears death. Desperate to escape his fate, he defies the divine and drinks from a power older than the heavens themselves—crimson, cursed, eternal. Now immortal, he walks through centuries haunted by blood, betrayal, and the price of what he’s become. This is the story of the first vampire. Of the king who chose damnation over death. And of the world that will burn because of him.

seorang wanita yang melahirkan bayi ditengah perperangan antara 2 Negara, Bayi itu bukan Darah bangsawan bukan Darah istana ataupun Darah Agung lainnya.

In a modern world, a devoted cultivator sacrificed himself to save his beloved. Fate granted him a second chance as a shinigami in the "Against the Gods" universe. Equipped with the Ultimate System, he became Yun Che, a pivotal character. He now seeks not only personal power but also a way back to his love, defying the rules of the universe itself. Join him as he pushes the limits of power, challenges gods, and reshapes his destiny to reunite with his beloved.

A young man sets out to build the strongest guild in existence, crimson blade held close to hip. Scars littered his body, each one telling its own story as he walked forward alone, rejecting companionship, desiring only strength. Weighed down by his past and unable to move on, this is the story of how a single man led a wave that toppled the very world. //A chapter a day guaranteed. 3k+ words each. I'll try to avoid info dumps, but it's a BIG world so it's hard to avoid since there's a LOT to unpack. For extra content, including art pieces and official character designs, Manga panels, and more, got to my Patre0n. In the midst of creating a physical Manga. Patre0n.com/ShadowDrev Discord: https://discord.com/invite/kBR243rUB2

IN THE WORLD OF IMMORTAL A BOY AWAKE A SYSTEM CAN HE RULE THE WORLD WITH THE HELP OF SYSTEM LET'S SEE

A man who was locked up to cultivate immortality finally achieved it, becoming immortal and reaching the very peak of existence. But to achieve immortality, he was forced to give up one thing he loved the most, and that was sex. He was a man whore before he was set on the path to cultivating immortality. He could seduce any woman during his time as a mortal. But now that he has achieved immortality and has omnipotent, he wants to go back to his old ways, finding pleasure in tasting different types of women. ______________________ A/N - This WN is focused on sex, there is a story but it is very slow, MC's focus will be on women since this is a sex story, as for the plot, it really doesn't matter, being omnipotent means no matter what the antagonists do, it is useless, but there will be something to look into when it comes to the plot as I don't want to make it boring to you readers. WARNING. This novel consists of extreme sexual content, for example, hardcore BDSM, sharing, public display, gang bang, corruption, manipulation, and every other kink that I want to put in. If you are uncomfortable with any of the following, do not read.

Dunia ini dibangun di atas cerita—yang diwariskan, ditakuti, dilupakan. Tapi ada satu kisah yang tak pernah ditulis. Satu nama yang tak pernah diucapkan. Di kota yang selalu tampak sama namun terasa berbeda tiap malamnya, rumor-rumor kecil mulai tumbuh liar. Tentang tempat yang tidak ada di peta. Tentang makhluk yang tidak pernah muncul, namun meninggalkan bekas. Tentang seseorang yang bisa kau lihat hanya jika kau percaya. Tidak ada yang tahu dari mana semuanya bermula. Tidak ada yang tahu siapa dia. Hanya ada satu kesamaan dalam setiap cerita: buku tua yang tak bisa dibuka kecuali oleh tangan yang bersedia kehilangan bentuknya. Dan mata—mata yang menatap dari tempat yang seharusnya tidak bisa melihat. Seiring semakin banyak orang membisikkan legenda yang sama, realitas mulai berubah. Sebuah organisasi, terbentuk untuk meneliti anomali ini, mencoba mengungkap kebenaran di balik lonjakan kejadian supranatural. Namun, semakin dalam mereka menggali, semakin mereka kehilangan arah. Karena cerita ini tidak memiliki awal. Dan tidak ada akhir yang bisa dipahami. Sang pencipta kisah itu masih berjalan di antara mereka. Tidak untuk mengungkapkan kebenaran. Tapi untuk menulis ulang dunia dengan tangannya sendiri. Dan ia tak butuh pengikut. Ia hanya butuh kau… untuk percaya.

In the massive A City, a video game had mysteriously popped out of nowhere and evolved into what is known as, "Lod's Domain”. The Lod's Domain had started simple, making countless people wild as they played the game. Eventually, this same game became a massive boost in human economy because, it could give one a lot of money. People started to use the game as a business. Workshops emerged, and players were hired. Guilds were created, organizations and business empires were united all for the sake of one thing— money. But one unfortunate young man, Jin Ho was unlucky to have met a tragic end at the age of 40. And despite playing the game for forty years, he was unable to work out his dreams due to social influences. He lost his parents, he couldn't graduate from school, he was fired from the workshop he'd built up from scratch as the manager for forty years and he had a lot in his plate, which made death a source of solace. However after death, he was reincarnated with all his memories of Lod's Domain, it's evolution, plus his experience as someone who had reached a God Tier in the game at age 40. This must be a second chance. Jin Ho realized that he must use this second chance to his advantage, therefore never letting what had happened in his past life to repeat itself. Will he succeed?

Being a young gifted lad with an eccentric father and a superficially jealous mother. Xiao Ming grows up to discover that he is a possessor of a powerful ancient physique- THE ANCIENT DAO BODY. Bearing it in mind that his existence like the other pre-possessors of his physique was either a huge threat or a blessing to his society and it's members, he and the Chaotic Sword forge their way through the disasters of the world to establish their existence. Finally as the solemn and one true Dao Emperor, he fixes a family issue and builds the one true Holy Dao Multiverse. Read the tell tale of the journey of a true hero as he ascends from a 'mere mortal' to an Emperor at the peak of the Ninth Heaven through his domineering and overbearing will. https://discord.gg/zcE8dnRmQq