Who Is The Nameless King

In all the books and stories I’ve read, family was always the pillar of strength that pushed you forward when everything else abandoned you. I always loved that phrase that kept repeating: *"Even if the whole world is against you, your family will stand by your side."* But my story… was the complete opposite of those tales. I was born as the second child—the unwanted one. The entire world was on my side, but my family… was against me. All the love and attention were poured onto my older brother. He was the perfect son, the star that never faded from my parents’ sky. And me? I was the shadow, barely noticeable. What I received from them was nothing but neglect—or worse… beatings and abuse. I still remember the day my life changed forever. It was just another fight between us, but this time, it ended with them getting rid of me—throwing me out into the streets at the age of ten. But my misfortune didn’t stop there. As I wandered aimlessly through the streets, a thief attacked me, stabbing me with a cold blade. I felt life slowly slipping away from my body, and as I closed my eyes, I thought that my end had finally come. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the streets of my city. I found myself in a world eerily familiar, as if I had somehow slipped into one of the novels I had read before. It felt like a strange dream—until I realized the bitter truth: I had reincarnated into the body of the forsaken prince. A prince who had suffered the same fate I had known in my first life. But this time, his end was even more tragic. He had been deceived, hated by everyone, and in the end… he was brutally and disgracefully executed. Damn this wretched world. And damn the bastard who brought me here. I never asked for a second chance. Spare me your nonsense and just let me die in peace…

A young man who was happy to have just finished his final exams suddenly collapses and wakes up in an unfamiliar room and from then on things just keep on getting worse...

WSA 2025 ENTRY Like his father, Kael Voss was abandoned and forgotten. The last son of Hades. When the god of the dead is slain, the weight of the Underworld falls on Kael’s shoulders. Forced to take a throne he never wanted, he becomes the ruler of a realm that curses all who bear its name. Hades was feared, hated, cast aside—and now Kael walks the same path. All he ever wanted was to belong, to not feel so alone. But the Underworld does not grant peace. Shadows whisper his name, the dead stir in unrest, and something far worse is waiting beneath the surface. Kael must fight to hold onto himself before the Underworld takes everything. Because the last son of Hades is still just a child searching for a place to call home. And in a world that fears his very existence, he may never find it.

Evelyn Blackwood has spent her entire life as the outcast of the Silverfang Pack. An orphan with no wolf, she has been mocked, abused, and ignored, treated as nothing more than a burden. But nothing shatters her more than the night of the Blood Moon Festival—when her fated mate, Darius, the Alpha’s son, publicly rejects her in favor of another. Worse, she is framed for a crime she didn’t commit and banished from the only home she’s ever known. Left to wander as a rogue, she expects death. But fate has other plans. The Alpha King, Lucian Volkest, the ruler of all werewolves, finds her half-dead at the border of his kingdom. Cold, ruthless, and feared across the lands, Lucian has never cared for weakness—until the moment he senses the undeniable bond between them. She is his mate. But Evelyn is more than just a forsaken wolf. There is power in her blood, a heritage long hidden, one that could shake the entire werewolf world. The truth about her past is dangerous, and those who cast her out will soon learn— They should have killed her when they had the chance. "You are mine." Evelyn flinched as the Alpha King’s golden eyes burned into hers. His voice was calm, but beneath it was a dangerous promise. "I belong to no one," she whispered, her hands clenched into fists. Lucian smirked. "Then tell me why your heart races when I touch you." He lifted his hand, tracing his fingers along her jawline. A shiver ran down her spine. She hated him. She wanted to defy him. But the bond and attraction towards him was undeniable. "Accept me," he murmured, his voice like velvet. "Or run, little wolf. Either way… I'll catch you."

Eighteen years ago, a mysterious infant pushed open the Spirit King's door that was sealing away three Primordial Demons of the spirit realm and released the Nether King who was imprisoned within; The fourth generation Spirit King sacrificed his Yin Soul to reseal the Spirit King's door, and as a result, the spirit realm underwent a change of rulers, causing widespread chaos… Eighteen years later, an eighteen-year-old high school student was involved in a car accident, and his cloudy left eye, which had been unclear since childhood, suddenly began to see spirits. With true hearts joined, the young man and his girlfriend made an eternal promise to each other.

Thousands of races coexist, where the sword and Magic shine together, the Human Race, Sea Race, Elves, Dwarfs, Orcs ... all rush to unfold the light of civilization, composing their epic tragedies! (A Lord's Farming Tale)

Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

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

"Patriarch Sun, your sect is now a well - known Sword Sect in the cultivation world of the Northern Region. How do you evaluate Dean Xu?" "I often tell experts that Dean Xu is my idol. When others were hunting him down, he instead tried to make friends and forge partnerships. The disciples he trained were sold to other sects once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Now, his disciples are everywhere, and he has a vast network of people." "Then, how do the senior figures of the Demonic Path here view Dean Xu? He has been hiding his identity and mingling in the Demonic Path for several..." "Reporter, stop talking nonsense! Our sect master is the most famous demon in the Southern Border. The person you mentioned has nothing to do with him!" "All right, all right. Then, I'd like to ask Acting Patriarch Qin. As the largest sect in Xize, the Illusory Sea Sect. Dean Xu is secretly in control behind the scenes and has carried out financial frauds, involving countless sects. Now, the creditors are protesting outside our venue. How do you respond?" "This is ridiculous. Our sect master doesn't even have the surname Xu. Besides, we have no creditors at all. The creditors all died in the scramble for the ancient cultivation inheritance. Those people outside are just rival sects trying to cause trouble for us on purpose." "But according to our investigation, the ancient cultivation inheritance is a new grave built by Dean Xu, and not everyone inside was killed by the explosion..." "I'm warning you! This is blatant slander!" "Let's put this question aside for now. So, how do the demon tribes in the Eastern Wasteland view him?"

A naive boy named Raka constantly shouted that he wanted to be the strongest swordsman in the universe, just like the typical hot-blooded comic book protagonists. Raka was very confident because he believed he was a destined prince who could change the course of the world. He thought this way not just because of his blind confidence or other empty things, but because of the strange dreams he kept having. Since he was a child, when Raka slept, he dreamed that he would become a great figure, whether in the military, in the civilian sector, or even in the medical field. Raka's dreams were so real as if he experienced them himself. Even more commendable, the limited information in his dreams had truth in them. Everything went according to Raka's wishes at first, but on the day of his awakening, instead of awakening the holy sword that he should have, he awakened a virtual resonance in the form of a bed. With this, Raka was devastated. He never thought he would become the greatest swordsman in the universe, but only in his dreams. Raka, who was confused, felt that the people around him were mocking him, his friends pitied him, and his family doubted him. At a time when Raka was desperate, the sword that had been with him for years turned out to have what is called a spirit. So all this time, what Raka thought was a revelation from heaven turned out to be information deliberately implanted by the Sword Spirit to disrupt his cognition and make his body compatible with the souls within the sword. With this, under the conspiracy of the Sword Spirit, Raka was severely injured. With this, five souls entered Raka's soul chamber and caused chaos. Several memories belonging to other people immediately merged with Raka's soul, which was constantly being injured by the other five souls. When he was in a life-and-death crisis, Raka was saved by a miracle. But after that, Raka became confused about who he was, whether he was Raka or one of the five invading souls of the sword spirit, or what. Now the naive Raka is forced to grow up and experience a severe identity crisis, will he still pursue his dream of being the greatest swordsman in the world or something else? 

Once a noble house of power and prestige, House Soient was brought to ruin through treachery and bloodshed. The last surviving heir, Zarphinion Soient, has spent his life wandering the fringes of civilization, honing his strength, taming mighty beasts, and preparing for the day he would reclaim his family's honor. That day has come. Gathering warriors under his banner, Zarphinion embarks on a brutal campaign to restore House Soient’s legacy. Alongside his fiercely loyal shapeshifting guardian, Asira, and the enigmatic succubus Lilith, he carves a path through the remnants of the noble houses that once conspired against his kin. But war is not just fought on the battlefield—it is waged in the halls of power, the whispers of old allies, and the shadows of forgotten betrayals.

The Echoes of Nameless Names fade. Legends vanish. But the past always finds a way to return. Once reckless and full of life, Li Xin now lives as a nameless figure in the crowd, selling steam buns in a quiet town near the forest. He has no desires, no attachments—only silence, like the echo of a story long forgotten. But when whispers of a legendary sword resurface, so do the shadows of the past. A weapon said to hold the power to change the world has been stolen, drawing cultivators, imperial forces, and wandering warriors into a desperate search. Some seek power. Some seek justice. And one mysterious figure hunts the sword for reasons unknown. Li Xin tells himself he does not care. He has long abandoned the past. But the past has not abandoned him. Because when history tries to erase a name, sometimes... it refuses to be forgotten.

This story is simply immortal knowledge, and lessons are told in story form. He will recite past experiences and lessons he’s learned in his life. Hoping the readers will learn something.

#CULTIVATOR Seorang remaja tanpa nama terbangun di dunia yang asing, tanpa ingatan akan siapa dirinya. Tanpa ia sadari, jiwanya adalah milik seorang abadi yang telah mengalami reinkarnasi. Dalam pencariannya akan jati diri, ia berjalan melewati lembah dan pegunungan, berharap menemukan tempat di dunia ini. Namun, karena kelemahannya, ia ditolak dan dibuang oleh sekte yang ingin dimasukinya. Hidup dalam kesendirian di pegunungan, nasibnya berubah ketika seorang wanita cantik, Lan Ruo, seorang kultivator tahap menengah, menemukannya. Dengan kelembutan dan kebijaksanaannya, Lan Ruo membawa pemuda itu ke sektenya dan mengajarkan teknik kultivasi. Ia juga memberinya nama—Ling Tian. Namun, kebahagiaan itu tidak bertahan lama. Tragedi menimpa, dan Lan Ruo dibunuh oleh seorang kultivator kuat. Dalam amarah dan kesedihan, Ling Tian bersumpah akan membalas dendam dan melampaui langit itu sendiri. Dengan takdir yang mulai terungkap, ia memulai perjalanannya menuju keabadian, menantang para dewa, dan melangkah menuju Ranah Dewa Kuno!

A nameless street urchin dies after trying his hardest to survive in a cruel and unfair world, and then finds himself in a new one. Being reincarnated as Liu, the only son of peace-loving villagers in a rural community, he is initially content and overjoyed with this new life of peace and tranquility that he is born into. Unfortunately, this does not last forever. After his village is ravaged by bandits, Liu loses everything... including his freedom. Cursed to the life of a slave, he firmly decides to fight against his fate and rise against the tides of this new world that boasts even greater cruelty than his previous one. This world is home to Martial Arts, Mystical Arts, Strange Beasts, and powers that defy imagination, yet Liu is determined to survive in it. No, not just survive... he desires to rise to the very top, eliminating those who stand in his way. "Living is not for the weak." He says, "I refuse to be weak!"

[!!This Is A Dark Fantasy Book, Read At Your Own Risk!!] Centralized in chaos and turmoil, the reign of peace and sovereignty led by Ruthben II had been replaced by his heir, Frenire Rothdell. Now everything went into chaos. Cults had been formed, demons were introduced, the world was at its lowest peak as came this figure. Why did he led the world into this so sorry state? Was he the tyrannical king that the prophecy had been predicted to? If so, then the savior might aswell be in there as to save the world. But is it always true on what the prophecy had written? Because if taken on a closer look, there is a view from the uprising king that makes every complexities becoming more avast to understand, harder to be solved if taken on the key points of history, as he might do this for the sake of a better future in his point of view. And then, when two different sides went to clash, on which side will win to make the world turned into a better place? Frenire or The Reminder? Both of them can't be confirmed. But what is for sure is that this story will continue to get deeper as you progress the life of the prince named Frenire Rothdell...And it will continue to get darker before we entered what might be an unexpected end.

Khan is alone in a world where the weak are prey. With no talent for cultivation, his dream of greatness seems impossible. Yet, Khan refuses to let that stop him. Through The Record of Khan, a tome chronicling his extraordinary past, his descendant unveils a story of relentless struggle—against the world, his own limitations, and the odds stacked against him. On this journey, Khan discovers an unconventional cultivation method, carving a path to greatness that transforms not only himself but the world around him. From an ordinary man to a legend, his actions reshape the future and inspire generations to come. Will Khan’s determination be enough to overcome a fate written in weakness and achieve greatness? What to expect: -MC is not a good person, though he may appear to be at first. -MC does not have a harem, though future subordinates, nobles, etc., may have them. -A Cultivator World, Unfiltered: There is no equality, and morality bends to power -MC is not a wuss or overly deferential. -Eventual kingdom building, though expect to wait a while. -Business building (you don't have to wait that long). -MC has actual relationships with people. -Legacy building. - Mix between Cultivator world and Medieval world -MC transitions from slightly nice to cold-hearted and jaded over time. Expect a journey of self-discovery, where Khan faces not only external challenges but also the transformation of his own values and identity. Release: Tuesdays/Wednesdays at 3:00 PM EST (12:00 PM PST, 8:00 PM GMT, 4:00 AM CST) Note: The tags and content warnings are there to give me freedom as I develop the light novel. Please feel free to share as much feedback as you can. Your feedback is invaluable! If something feels off or a character seems inconsistent, let me know—it’s your feedback that helps make this story the best it can be.

You heard the title. the retired demon king settles in a village to live in peace. then he meets the most obnoxious hero ever. best to keep an eye on him. you know, as a gear carrier.

Just read

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

Elara is drawn into a web of intrigue and danger when she begins experiencing strange visions and powers she cannot control. At night, rumors spread of a mysterious woman who stalks the city, and as people begin to die under unusual circumstances, suspicion falls on Elara. She must uncover the truth about her past before her enemies can destroy her—or before she destroys herself.

In the holy empire of Vernmire, the Church of the Hollow Light rules with absolute authority, branding all who wield unnatural power as heretics. When Kael Varyn, a devoted knight, is cast out as a traitor, he is forced into a world of rebellion, forgotten truths, and a war far greater than himself. As kingdoms crumble and shadows rise, Kael must decide whether to fight against fate—or embrace the power that threatens to consume him. The Nameless Requiem has begun.

Truck-kun sends someone in the distant future where the galaxy is at war and he must survive as a mercenary. "There is no good and evil in war, there is only us and them"-someone probably

"A god vanished before my eyes. No warning. No remains. No memory of its existence. And now, I am vanishing too." The gods do not die—they are erased. No remains. No afterlife. No past. And no one remembers the lost. Then, the Whisper speaks to me: "You were never written into the design. You should not exist." My form flickers. My memories unravel. The Watcher, the silent god who has observed all things, turns its gaze upon me for the first time. And from the abyss, something comes to erase me. Correction. No god has ever escaped. No being has ever resisted. If I cannot uncover the truth of my existence, I will disappear—not into death, but into nothing. Will I be the first to survive the inevitable?