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The story starts in the busy city of Hong Kong, where Ruth Lee is leading a life of privilege, replete with all the luxuries and protection provided by her powerful Mafia family. She suspects something is wrong, but the truth comes crashing down when, after a family argument, Ruth wakes up to a house full of dead servants and her family nowhere to be found. Scared and desperate at first, Ruth finds, behind a hidden safe left by her father, an address in Seoul, South Korea; a credit card; and papers so she could travel. She finally settled in South Korea out of necessity in search of her answers. On landing, it is Frank Xia, a very-feared Mafia lord previously associated with the mafia family. Frank, owing to old debts to her father, agrees to help Ruth find her family-but only if she proves capable of surviving the brutal world of the Mafia. As Ruth trains with Frank and his crew, she learns about her secret Mafia lineage and all the power dynamics that come with it. It is a tough, grueling training that pushes her to her limits, but slowly, Ruth morphs from pampered princess into Mafia heiress. The complication in their mission would be the budding attraction between Ruth and Frank, and as their feelings for each other deepen, so does their determination to find her family-and to unmask the formidable foes against them. On her way, Ruth faces betrayal, dark secrets, and surprising alliances. Now she's supposed to learn her way with a world she never understood, and the dark legacy of her family. Tension between her and Frank heightens while running life-threatening missions, and a passionate romance blooms in the midst of chaos. But the road to the future is filled with perils, as Ruth's uncle, a powerful Mafia baron with a deep-seated grudge against her family, seeks to destroy everything they've built.

Warning: 18+, Reverse Harem ◜◝◟◞◜◝◟◞◜◝◟◞◜◝◟◞◜◝◟◞ Bloodmoon Nation, a country far to the east of the Earth and far away from humans where wolf shifters reside, namely, werewolves. After the King's demise in a mysterious circumstance, Luciana thought the Wolf Throne would be assigned to her, but the court announced her to be ineligible for the throne. Why? The reason was simple, because she was a female, a Luna. And according to the Wolf Court, the throne belonged to the male-blood Alpha. Not someone like her. So who would rule the nation? The next heir? Her step brother was too young and her cousin brother was long dead. Under this situation, the misogynist Prime Minister came up with the remarkable solution. He brought up the law of Emergency and proposed to the princess for marriage in hope of becoming a Regent King. But Luciana was smart. She hand picked a husband for herself, a man who was ex-military and was blind. "How do you expect a blind man to rule?" Dylan remarked while 'looking' at Luciana through his blindfold. "If I simply put my words, you don't. You will sit like a good boy in the Wolf Throne and deliver words, not yours but mine. Understood?" Luciana smirked as she played with her hands on the table and sang in the victory against Prime Minister. When Luciana thought she won the game against the Prime Minister, she was very wrong. One cannot win over a greedy and determine person. Prime Minister who desired the throne and almost grasped it, couldn't let it slip away from his hand. While the former game was ended by Luciana, it was time for him to begin another. The game to win her heart. Heart of the Luna who rose above her prime and ruled the world behind the veil.

Front Page is "NAÍNDRA NUXINUS - CADET CUNN-69". The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it. The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur". NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would try and publish TWO or even THREE Chapters a Day, and TWO up to SEVEN Chapters on Sundays, of course, it would depend entirely on my current schedule IRL. My Personal Goal is Publish between 15 up to 25 Chapters every week. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary. Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things. Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..." "I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky, Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day. "Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

(Top-tier pampering novel) "This ring is worth thirty million, so buying one "seed" from you should be a good deal." Lin Xu had never imagined that one day he would be directly negotiated with about his price. "Your genes are not bad; I quite appreciate them." "Your body is in great shape, surely capable of producing a son at once, and three within three years." Alright, this woman approached him not because of love, but because he was a suitable tool. He understood, he knew all that... But gradually, why was he no longer willing? "Su Tingyan, explain this to me clearly. Aside from having good genes, do I have no other good qualities?" “Good qualities... Well... does being filthy rich count?” "..." All the socialites in Beijing knew that Lin Family's top man, Lin Xu, had a wife with a terrible reputation. Committing murder, arson, engaging in all kinds of evil, she had been disowned by the Lin Family, fought publicly with socialites, and resorted to unscrupulous means to fight for property with unabashed justification. But... The moment someone dared speak ill of her... "I just love how trashy she is!"

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

I woke up in a strange forest, surrounded by monsters and strangers. No explanation, no warning—just a strange glowing Sphere in my dreams and the overwhelming instinct to survive. I'm not the only one. Others were thrown into this nightmare, each with their own Sphere, each fighting for strength, control, and power. Some formed alliances. Others turned to murder. The strong preyed on the weak, and the weak died screaming. I refused to die. With every kill, my Sphere grew stronger, feeding on the energy of the creatures in this cursed place. But I was never the strongest—just the most desperate. While others sought to rule, I chose to survive. Yet, no matter how much I tried to stay hidden, gods had other plans. Blood was spilled, a war was waged, and by the time it was over, only a handful of us remained. The greater truth—this forest, this "dungeon", was only the beginning. A vast world lay beyond its borders, filled with kingdoms, ancient magic, and creatures far worse than the ones we had already faced. The Sphere was more than just power; it was a curse, a trap, a key to something far greater than any of us understood. Something that exceeded our theories, and even endangered our old home, Earth. And we were never meant to survive. This is my story. My confession. My journal. _______________________________ The story does include romance, and a lot of tragedy. New chapters every week!

Madness does not consume its master. It longs to return. Once, he was Akim, the God of Madness—a being feared by gods and demons alike. But his reign ended in betrayal, his power scattered across realms, consumed by those who sought to wield his strength. Yet none understood the true nature of madness… and it devoured them all. Now reborn as Damon, he awakens in a world that has forgotten his name, at his weakest. But those who stole his power still remember—and they are terrified. They know the madness they tried to claim is not theirs to keep. And now, Damon is coming to take it back. The first blood has been spilled. The true war begins soon.

A debt she never owed. A fate she never chose. A prophecy she never understood. Sange never believed in destiny—until she locked eyes with Hyun Jae. Cold, ruthless, and as powerful as he is mysterious, he was supposed to be nothing more than her boss—a man she resented for the contract that bound her to him. But , one question remains—is she running toward destiny, or straight into disaster?

In the times of Galactic expanse, times of science and technology, civilization came face to face with something they could only describe as demons and power they possessed as forces of evil. And yet they managed to defeat it. But as science states, anything existing in this world may be understood through science. And unfortunately for them, they have found a way to use it. Now centuries after the defeat of The Great Evil and Demons, people have built a new Galactic civilization on the ruins of an old Era. But why is it that this new civilization seems more and more Demonic?

WSA 2025 ENTRY She possessed the body of Wanessa after being reborn inside the game 'Nightfall: The Werewolves Hunt' she played before she died. She is omega, who is an extra character inside the game and she leaves the pack searching for her freedom. Wanessa lived 7 years in peace, unnoticed, until she caught the youngest alpha prince's attention. Now all three male leads want her. 'Let me return home! I not a true omega!' 'You can't hide from us, omega.' Oldest one said. 'You're not going anywhere. You belong with three of us.' Middle one said. 'You our omega, Wanessa.' Youngest said and smirked. At that point she understood that she had no other choice, but to fight for her freedom once again. --- The mysterious necklace that trapped her in a game, omega shifter romance, split souls, and destinies are a few things you find in this book!

I don’t remember being born. None of us do. We wake up at twenty, fully grown, with knowledge implanted in our minds, a communicator fused to our wrist, and a role already assigned. We don’t have childhoods. We have purpose. Or so they tell us. I was a Sparta operative, one of the enforcers of order in this world built from the ashes of war. The hard-fought war between species. A war long forgotten. My job was simple: track down illegal activity, eliminate threats, and keep the system stable. Stability, they said, was everything. But that illusion shattered the day I found him. A Zen Zero Clone. The original prototype. I understood one thing. Maybe everything we knew was not the truth. Maybe there was something which escaped our understanding…… The ones who lived in the Outer Worlds, where the radiation should have killed them, where the Council said no life could exist. The ones who had real children, not just another iteration of themselves, but something new. Something free. Now, I’m running. Chased by the very system I once protected. Hunted by the ones who erased my past and shaped my future. I’ve seen the truth, and they know it.

Zephyr, a physics grad, understood the laws of the universe—the laws of motion, energy, and space-time. But so what? When he wakes up in another world, he finds that there seems to be another defining force here—Magic. It shapes reality, allowing people to bend laws to their will. But not without a cost. The world itself has to accept the existence of your magic. The world asks you, why can your magic be real? For Zephyr, who is used to laws and principles, why can his magic be real? Read as Zephyr forges his path through this world of magic, challenging its very foundations in pursuit of his own magic.

I wish I remembered (Ironic, I know). The people who walked this path with me, the warmth of my mother's embrace, and the generosity behind my father's forgiveness. I now remain in my lonesome, unable to distinguish between right and wrong. Unable to appreciate all that I was taught. You were right, mother...I am lonely. "I now sit here, feared and revered by many. Prayed to and looked upon by every soul. Slain every foe that stood in my path but understood none. I strived for this, I wished to become strong and capable enough. I dedicated my entire life to achieving Godhood, and here I am... " "I remain here, unaccompanied and misunderstood. Valued in thought but isolated in person. Bested every being on my journey until there remained only one, God. I fought for everything and everyone around me, and here I am, accompanied by my solitude and hope that if there existed a God, he would look at me and empathise." What would you do? What would your choice be when everything you've fought for decides to turn against you? This isn't a journey of vengeance or redemption. This is the journey of.. Recovering Oblivion... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For any queries-mythical.rebirth105@gmail.com Discord- Lil Uzi Hurt#3988 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The cover picture is not owned by me, email me if you want it taken down (^-^)

I don’t remember being born. None of us do. We wake up at twenty, fully grown, with knowledge implanted in our minds, a communicator fused to our wrist, and a role already assigned. We don’t have childhoods. We have purpose. Or so they tell us. I was a Sparta operative, one of the enforcers of order in this world built from the ashes of war. The hard-fought war between species. A war long forgotten. My job was simple: track down illegal activity, eliminate threats, and keep the system stable. Stability, they said, was everything. But that illusion shattered the day I found him. A Zen Zero Clone. The original prototype. I understood one thing. Maybe everything we knew was not the truth. Maybe there was something which escaped our understanding…… The ones who lived in the Outer Worlds, where the radiation should have killed them, where the Council said no life could exist. The ones who had real children, not just another iteration of themselves, but something new. Something free. Now, I’m running. Chased by the very system I once protected. Hunted by the ones who erased my past and shaped my future. I’ve seen the truth, and they know it.

Ryan, a normal office worker who could be considered an extra in a boring world, did his job regularly and spent time here and there. He found himself, by mistake, being killed by a female reaper. Yet, the only thing he received as justice was a chance to transmigrate into a new body with his memories intact. Meanwhile, that female reaper faced a very small punishment: her powers were suppressed for ten minutes, leaving Ryan with nothing but a mocking smirk from the reaper as she ridiculed him for being a meager human with no life that belonged to him. He was left with no choice but to stand in front of the one who had granted such "justice" and watch the reaper laugh while turning to leave the place. In front of him was the reincarnation pool, and beside it stood the woman smirking at his misery while completely powerless for a whole ten minutes—there was no justice for him here. With his hands clenched, he decided that if he was really going down, he would take her with him. Swiftly tackling her, he pushed the reaper and himself directly into the reincarnation pool. The next moment he knew, he found himself being born as a extra disposal substitute of the Ducal Prince, destined to die at the hands of the princess in his stead. Soon enough, he understood that instead of some random world, he had been transmigrated into the last novel he was reading and a fan of—Invincibility Starts with Marriage and Having Lots of Children. [ Disclaimer: First POV for main charcter is mixed in chapters with Third POV of other characters ] ( Disclaimer: There could be mistakes in the chapters, not because I am weak in grammar or something, but when one has to write 8K a day, the chances of things being left out are pretty obvious. So, if you understand what that sentence means, just ignore the minor mistakes, but if you want to point out grammatical mistakes, please do so. I will correct them as soon as possible.)

After the great calamity known as the Collapse turned the world into a desolate wasteland, humanity became a savage and barbaric race that focused only on the survival of the fittest. The once-great innovators who created many advanced technologies now become less than the tribal communities, nomadic scavengers, or ruthless raiders and slavers. Pre-Collapse technologies became taboo, and those who understood the Old Ones, collectively known as the Knowers, became outcasts. This is the story of two girls, the scavenger Snow and the Knower Rain, who seek the mythical place known as Paradise and set off across a brutal and unforgiving world, facing many perils and adventuring through the once-civilized land.

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of an immortal vessel. Thus, through pain and flames, I forged it. "From death through flames, to life again, the Heavens will forge, an eternal man!" *** He was once but a man, a young one from Earth, a man that crossed over to another world. After a long string of both fortunate and unfortunate events, he was killed, only to be resurrected by the powers of a Phoenix. Gerald, in his eternal pursuit of power, went and joined a Sect of powerful Cultivators where he learned to properly use his newly gained magic powers in the unfamiliar world, and with a tiny compounding advantage, began to dominate his enemies. He pursued not strength, money, or women, though those too were gained along the way, instead, he craved a body to withstand and witness the end of the world. "What use is money without a long life to enjoy it? What use are the fancy sword techniques and mystic arts, if you can’t take a hit? How many mistakes can one make, before a mortal wound brings them down? It takes just one, and you never see it coming." *** Join, and follow the story of Gerald Fireborn as he explores his new world, pursuing immortality at any cost while avoiding succumbing to death for the second time. PS: Although the story is a continuation of the previously completed book Black Onyx – Forgotten Magic, NO KNOWLEDGE OF THE PREVIOUS STORY IS REQUIRED! The book is written to be enjoyed on its own, so yeah... Enjoy!

Theodore Griffith was a master of Reality. He understood the parallel universe in the form of another reality. He was aware that someone’s wish, story, or pure imagination could give birth to a new reality just like his own. Hence, he planned to find the creator of his reality by roaming among the realities. This time, he entered a new reality connected to several other realities. However, what made him certain the most was that this reality was connected to the person who created his reality. He knew that fact because of the ability he gained in this world. He could actually see people’s comments, allowing him to realize that his entire life and reality were born from a story. “Hehe. You have made a mistake in making me realize this. With the readers on my back, I can force you, the author, to make a plot for us to meet.” Theo said while giggling. “That’s why I’m counting on you guys.” --------- Other Works: 1. Oil Tycoon: Let's Find Oil in a Martial World 2. God of Tricksters (Completed) 3. Gacha Sovereign (Completed) 4. The Magician of Sound (Completed) 5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed)

What is my existence? What am I? Since his birth, Aldrian Aster had never been an ordinary human. One day, a screen appeared in his sight with a message: I’m tied to the universe. I’m tied to nature. All of this is my own karma. Why I am different is also my destiny. My domain encompasses all things. There is nothing that can escape my view. There is nothing that can escape my sense. There is nothing that can escape my will. As he read these words, Aldrian understood that this was part of his destiny. Abnormal cultivation? Rapid comprehension? Mastering everything? Creating techniques effortlessly? This was his journey towards discovering his 'true' self.

Phileo was never meant to survive. Once a weapon for the Order, his hands are stained with the blood of those who defied them. But the past does not stay buried, and neither do its ghosts. When fate forces him to cross paths with the one person who should hate him most, he begins to unravel the truth behind the life he thought he understood. The deeper he searches, the more dangerous the game becomes. Shadows move in the dark, waiting. Watching. The Order is not done with him—and neither are the secrets they tried to erase. Phileo has spent years outrunning his sins. But now, the past is catching up. And this time, there will be no escape.

The most mighty of the Known have used the others, and themselves, to create a final sanctuary against that which cannot be understood. The only working defense against the ever-changing is what it cannot be. Something static. The stability of existence. * * * Referred to by the Known as [All], and Firstborn of the [First Foul], Leon Oaken. 'I have Integrated... but what is my Rank? My Skills? The [Status] doesn't even display my Stats...' The boy who was meant to command reality, was revoked of this right. Instead he was forced to wield the idea before existence. 'What is [Null]?' ============================= In a world bound by illusions, he seeks the truth. Among those who inherit might, he forges his own path. And in an existence steeped in stagnation and rot, he dares to bring change. Even if it means becoming what should not be. ============================= *WSA 2025 ENTRY* Hi! I recommend reading until chapter 15. Leon did not reincarnate, transmigrate, or regress. The story follows him since his birth, so I have to establish his character first. And that will take a few chapters, so, the side characters will have more screentime at the beginning.

Alina’s life changes overnight when her father makes a deal that seals her fate—marriage to a man she has never met. The Volkov family is powerful, feared, and shrouded in dark rumors. Some say their wealth is built on blood. Others whisper of secrets more terrifying than anyone dares to speak aloud. Trapped in a union she never wanted, Alina is determined to resist. But her new husband is nothing like she expected. Cold, unreadable, and dangerously alluring, he is a mystery wrapped in shadows. There’s something unnatural about him—something that makes her pulse quicken with both fear and curiosity. As she unravels the truth about the Volkovs, she realizes she is caught in a web far more sinister than an arranged marriage. The past she never understood, the mother she lost too soon, and the blood in her veins all tie her to a fate she cannot escape. Her husband is not just a man. And Alina is not just a bride. She is the key to a prophecy older than time. A secret that should have never been uncovered. And now, the enemy she was forced to marry may be the only one who can save her.

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When Gabriel awakens in a strange and forgotten world, he no longer recognizes himself. Now called Dravyn Skaroth, he is without memories of his previous life but carries vast scientific knowledge in his mind, as if his mind were a library of future eras. This new world, Élaris, is rudimentary, marked by kingdoms in constant conflict, magical creatures, and a wild and untamed nature. Here, magic is real but little understood, used in a rudimentary way by those who do not know its true potential. Dravyn, initially determined to adapt and use his knowledge to thrive in this world, soon encounters human cruelty in its most brutal form. Subjugated and marked by suffering, he sees his ideals crushed. In their place, anger grows, fueled by a desire for revenge and the weight of a remorse that never leaves him. If Élaris and its inhabitants gave him a new chance at life only to condemn him, Dravyn will decide his own redemption. And if they want a monster worse than the demons they fear, that is exactly what they will get. --Updated weekly--

[Version 1] “You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed. At that moment, their eyes met. Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone. “Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly. “Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia. However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.” “Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile. Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.” Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.” [Version 2] "Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her. "My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her. "My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," Duke Barlow told her. For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked. In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place. The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues. The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman. The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it. Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men. Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?

"Compassion. Tell me, what is compassion? Is it a virtue? Or a weakness? A sign of naivety, or wisdom? Or is it one of those ideals that treads the line of ruin and preservation, an unfathomable ideal who's understanding surpasses the mortal mind; only being truly understood by the gods. Mortals struggle with it, wielding compassion like a sword from which they use by holding its blade not handle..." Growing up Reshi never lived a good life. His life had either been bad or worse, or sometimes just bad waiting to happen. Then it ended. First his family died, then he was killed. Then he got slapped by a deity, and wacked into the world of his new favourite novel. Here perhaps you maybe thinking he was living a life of riches. Was he the main character? Was he living a life of riches and joy? Was he gifted cheats and powers beyond belief? Was he a cool extra, loved by others and leading a simple life, only being unfortunately dragged into the plotline due to his outstanding morality, which he constantly denied having. Well, partially. He definitely wasn't loved. Not when he transmigrated into the body of Arthur Gravewalker. The Son of the Duke on the modern world of Pandora where humans settled after leaving Earth hundreds of years ago. He was a minor antagonist, not even one that appeared in the main story, with at least a couple of chapters outlining his villainous ways! Or even a small montage of the protagonist struggling against him before something like the power of friendship defeated him. No, he was some antagonist used to spice up the past of one of the main cast during a flashback scene in the book. Did he have time to change what the old Arthur had done, saving himself and the main cast some serious trauma? No. He was transmigrated right in the middle of being punished for his crime. Where, he’d exit the book, to live a life of eternal misery in repentance and give the readers some definite satisfaction. So peace was a thing Reshi wouldn't find even in this life. No, he'd have to work for it. Fight for it, give everything he had to suffer and claw to strength. He’d have to kill for it, so that one day. Far, far away. For the first time in both lives, he might actually get to live in peace.

What if your life ended, but history was just beginning? Alexander, an ordinary man from the modern world, finds himself thrown into the brutal era of Kievan Rus. He is now a young prince of Kievan Rus', the last hope of a land torn apart by intrigues and enemies. He understood that every decision was a risk. Every mistake was a step toward collapse. To survive, he must turn his weakness into strength and his lands into a mighty fortress. In the end, the winner is not the one who triumphs but the one who manages to survive.

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.

In a world still bearing the scars of recent wars, a truly exceptional man was born. His power could be felt miles away, his beauty captivated everyone who saw him, and his abilities were beyond imagination... This heaven-blessed man was… not part of our story, sorry :-p We often hear about those overpowered heroes, born with immense talent or into illustrious families, those privileged few to whom destiny has smiled. But what about us, the ordinary people ? Those without innate talent or privilege? Those who must build everything from scratch? This is the story of Ikku, a teenager to whom life has never been kind. An ordinary person, just like you and me, who simply understood that if he had no talent, he’d have to create one himself. Embark on an extraordinary journey in a fantastic world filled with mystery, as Ikku sets out to find the 4 legendary Millennium Jewels, treasures no one has ever been able to recover. Will sheer determination and willpower be enough to accomplish such an impossible feat? Only time will tell.