Batman Chicken

Guang Xiaoyu always thought her senior brother was a dispirited ordinary person, until one day, his pet cow crushed an entire group of Divine Kings with a single stomp. The black dog opened its mouth and expelled a Sword Qi, blocking millions of the Demon Race. The Earth Chicken that babbled every day turned out to be a descendant of the Ancient Phoenix! Ahhhh! Her worldview collapsed! Zi Ji: “Senior sister, it's terrible! The Demon Emperor is leading an army of millions from the Demon Race towards us.” Guang Xiaoyu: “Senior brother, help!” (This is a story about the Demon Emperor’s rebirth, the Netherworld’s daughter’s reincarnation, the protagonist's pet-keeping journey, and a call to everyone to love and care for small animals!)

Cultivating immortality was too hard, with no Spiritual Root, Wang Ba accepted his lot in life. He chose to join a Sect, becoming a servant in charge of raising chickens. But the moment he touched a chicken, he realized that his path to immortality might be a little different!

As a transmigrator turned extraordinary creature of the human race, he found the world to be more colorful than he had imagined. To more easily access everything this new realm had to offer, he first needed a special resume. Then, he had to find the right place in a city perennially shrouded in fog to fill out an application, and the last and most critical step... — was to kill a chicken or catch a mouse.

To repay his debt of gratitude and survive, Ryan Fletcher—the direct descendant of the most prominent family—has kept his real identity a secret and become the live-in-son-in-law that everyone despises. But once the family’s ban is lifted, he is back on the Fletchers‘ heir race. "You want to make me a cuckold?" SLAP! "You try to set me up?" SLAP! "You want to fire me?" SLAP! "You want to steal my wife's company?" SLAP! Who says that a live-in-son-in-law must be a loser? I, Ryan Fletcher, never chicken out! Please enjoy every face-slapping moment at the courtesy of Mr. Fletcher.

Abandoned by Fate, but Chosen by Chaos. A world where magic reigns supreme and the mightiest wizards stand at the apex. A world where one’s mana affinity, if one even had it, determines one’s status in society, whether one could soar through the skies like a dragon or remain grounded, scraping by like rats or chickens. This was the world Hal Fennec was born into. Raised in the poverty of a border village, Hal had one wish: to give his mother a better life, one free from the constant fear of beast attacks and invasions by the Fellkin. But fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke. Despite being the brightest and most confident among his peers since childhood, Hal turned out to be barely qualified to become a wizard. His natural talent, contrary to his expectations, was nowhere near enough to fulfill even his modest dream of a decent city life. But then, just when his final hope was snuffed out and the future seemed gray and bleak, a twist of fate—or more fittingly Chaos—granted him a system that would turn everything around. Additional tags: #Gacha =========== [WSA 2025 Entry] Regular release schedule: 2 ch/day Voting and Gifting Rewards: Every 300 Power Stones = 1 bonus chapter (maximum of 1 per week) Every 100 Golden Tickets = 1 bonus chapter (maximum of 1 per week) Super gifts (Magic Castle, Spacecraft, Golden Gachapon) = mass release of 5 chapters to be delivered within two weeks, on top of the bonus chapters from voting. (Maximum of 1 per month. In the rare case that I receive two in one month, the bonuses will carry over to the next two weeks or the following month.) !!PLEASE DO NOTE that these rewards are only until SEPTEMBER 30, the end of my book's MGS, as I do not want to burn myself out. I can only offer my sincerest gratitude and appreciation for whatever I receive after that. However, all the super gifts I receive until September 30 will still count, and I will deliver on my promise in the following months until everything promised has been fulfilled. === The limits are in place to ensure that the quality of my work doesn't drop. While I do enjoy earning more, I also want to make sure my readers get their money's worth to the best of my current abilities as a writer. Thanks in advance to those who will participate

Mira Kim has three goals in life: survive her tyrant boss, avoid emotional entanglements, and one day watch Jeon Jaehyuk aka her boss to trip over his own arrogance. Mira’s job as an executive assistant to Korea’s coldest CEO is already a daily disaster- between impossible deadlines, sarcastic insults, and a boss who seems personally offended by happiness. But when a bizarre late-night incident flips her world upside down, she finds herself entangled in a secret far too ridiculous to believe… yet impossible to ignore. All she wanted was a raise. What she got was absolutely unhinged. Feathers. Fury. Feelings she did not authorize. One thing’s for sure, this is not in her job description. Note: Ladies and gentlemen, the entire story is told from Mira’s unhinged perspective. Buckle up.

At rock bottom—broke, alone, and abandoned by everyone he once trusted—Augustus sits on a park bench, drowning in despair. Fired from his only job, struggling to pay rent, and rejected at every turn, life feels like an endless punishment. Every day is a battle to survive in a world that’s forgotten him. Then, out of nowhere, a mysterious system appears. No flashy powers. No overnight miracles. Just a strange panel with simple tasks. Task: Take a cold shower + clean your room. ↳ Reward: $5,000 credited to your account. Task #02: [100 Push-ups, 100 Pull-ups, 100 Squats.] ↳ Reward: $30,000 + Nutritious Lunch (Grilled Chicken Quinoa Bowl). These aren’t just chores—they’re challenges that reshape Augustus from a broken nobody who couldn’t stand up for himself into a confident force who leads the conversation. What starts as small, grueling tasks turns into a life-altering journey. The system doesn’t coddle—it pushes, molds, and forces growth—inside and out. With every step, Augustus moves closer to the impossible: getting rich by simply living his life. Lifestyle System: I Got Rich Just by Living isn’t your typical “instant success” tale. It’s a gritty, raw transformation of a broken man becoming unstoppable—proving that sometimes the simplest changes unleash the greatest power. Ready to see how a shattered life rebuilds itself into fortune and strength? Dive in and watch Augustus rise—one task at a time. *** No NTR (No stealing or getting cheated). No incest. No rape. No Yuri. No cultivation. No superhuman nonsense. Just a relatable journey with rewards that feels earned. Discord - https://discord.gg/DJD5xbmzyF

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

Adam Smith is torn away from his home at the age of 23 and reborn and Tony Stark. Can he survive the marvel world or will he be crushed by the weight of the villains and even heroes in this insane new world? Will be a combination of several different versions of marvel such as mainline comics, the MCU and others will NOT be a harem though it will have several women after him, similar to spider man or Batman will attempt to post two chapters every day

Riding a flying sword, drinking wine while holding beauties, fighting against a generation of geniuses for opportunities, Who doesn't like such an Immortal World? But not if you are a mortal who got thrown amidst high level cultivators. And Long Ming felt precisely that. Opening his eyes, Long Ming saw he was in the world of immortals. He got surrounded by beauties and luxuries, but what will happen if everyone knows he is just a weak chicken? No grandpa in a ring nor a mysterious broken sword or inheritance pendant. " Where is my Golden Finger!" Long Ming shouted! At that moment, a panel opened before him. [ Ding! Host get Courting Death System!] [ Ding! Host get Goddess Protecting System!] [ Ding! Host get Scumbag System!] Long Ming then realized he got infinite systems in his disposal!

Title: God Within My Sect Synopsis: He was once the strongest cultivator in the heavens—feared by immortals, cursed by demons, and admired by beauties across ten thousand realms... …Until he died. From goosebumps. Yes, really. Now reincarnated as a dirt-poor nobody in a backwater village, he spends 19 years eating leftover buns, fighting frogs, and getting mocked as the local “Scarecrow.” Just when he hits rock bottom (face-first into a ditch, no less), a mysterious voice finally chimes in: > [Ding! Sect Master System Activated!] His power? Unlimited cultivation, divine techniques, legendary might… …but only within the boundaries of his sect. Outside it? He’s weaker than a chicken. Armed with sarcasm, shameless luck, and a mud-hut headquarters, he begins his quest to build the greatest sect the world has ever seen—starting with 0 disciples, 0 respect, and 0 dignity.

The last thing Marron wanted to do was fail, especially in the middle of an important cooking competition. But when she meets an untimely end before her signature dish is judged, she...gets a second chance? Marron wakes up in a fantasy world with a talking bear, a broken-down food stall, and a System that insists she's an "SSS-Grade Chef." Now she's serving fries cooked in duck fat and crispy fried chicken to adventurers, dungeon bosses, and monsters alike. Not only does her food taste good, but it gives buffs, heals wounds, and maybe...changes fate? She’s not looking for love—she’s too busy rebuilding her stall and unlocking legendary recipes. But that hasn’t stopped powerful knights, beastmen, and even demon lords from lining up... for more than just seconds.

I looked at him with utter contempt, my gaze as cold as frost spreading across my face: “You filthy poultry, what part of you thinks you're worthy of me?” I spat each word with biting clarity, holding nothing back. No matter how beautiful the human form he wore, he was still just a feathered beast at heart, no better than the chickens and ducks outside. The man before me was breathtakingly handsome, his sharp eyes like a hawk’s. Yet he didn’t flare up in anger. Instead, he let out a cold, mocking smile. Raising one hand, he gripped my chin tightly, eyes blazing like fire: “I am a Phoenix,” he growled: “King of all living things! And you dare compare me to common barnyard fowl? Do you want me to snap your neck right here?” But I didn’t flinch. Instead, I met his fury with a calm, deliberate smirk: “Go ahead. It’s not like you’ve ever had the guts to follow through.” He went silent for a few seconds, the tension thick between us. Then, all of a sudden, he released my chin, only to pull me into his arms, holding me so tightly it felt like he was afraid I might vanish. His voice dropped, no longer seething with rage, but laced with a strange tenderness: “Could you stop being so stubborn? I’ve given you everything... What more do I need to do to make you happy?” His embrace tightened again, desperate and trembling. As if letting go, even a little, would cause me to disappear. In his eyes, there was helplessness, pain, and something else rising to the surface, something raw, unnamed, and overpowering.

Colossals, Titans, and Demonic Beasts rule over a world where no weapon, no bullet, and no missile can pierce their nearly impenetrable hides. Ruthless, cunning, and more brutal than any human, these creatures brought humanity to the edge of extinction. When half the population fell, a harsh truth emerged: only a monster could defeat a monster: ONLY A MONSTER COULD KILL A MONSTER. Humanity became monsters. In this world, one could only become stronger by fusing, merging and splicing their cells with monsters to become Exomorphers! Ezra reincarnated into this world with a cheat system that allowed him to fuse ordinary farm animals into higher grade monsters! [You have fused 100 sheeps, 100 horses, 100 cat-fishes and 100 chicken together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Qilin!] … [You have fused 100 lions, 100 eagles, 50 magma salamanders together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Inferno Griffin!] … [You have fused 100 parrots, 100 diamonds, 100 fireflies, and 50 flamingos together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Crystal Phoenix!] … While others risks their lives and spend their family fortunes to tame legendary beasts, Ezra only fuses farm animals to create mythical beasts! Ezra’s Dad: “W-where are my chickens!?” Ezra: “ A flying mythical beast attacked and ate them all!” Ezra’s Dad: “A thousand of them!?” Ezra: “Uhm. It was very hungry.” (Note: This is not your regular beast taking novel. The beasts are no where near cute nor is there a special cuddly bond between Host and Symbiote!)

When Lei Xing booked a luxurious cruise as a graduation present to herself, she expected to have plenty of well-deserved rest and relaxation with an ocean view before jumpstarting her career. What she did not expect was to be the unlucky person who would fall overboard to a miserable watery death… or so she thought. To her astonishment, she opened her eyes to find herself in an ancient setting, a different body, and a new life as the eldest daughter of a high court official. {...Okay, at least I'm rich...I can still live happily and freely, it's still a golden opportunity at a second life. I can live it well~...maybe go travelling, start a business, or something…It definitely could be worse...} To Lei Xing’s horror, her new host was scheduled to enter the palace to compete in the concubine selection for the new Emperor. {...What?! I am definitely not interested! Of all places, it’s that viper pit! I’m not built for any Royal BS or harem fights. Please keep your scheming lives to yourselves and leave me the hell out of it, NOT INTERESTED!!!... Can I not go, please? T_T)...No? Nevermind then, failure is always an option... Failure is the only possible outcome. Bring it on! Hahahaha…} While Lei Xing was making plans on how to skip out of town, fate was also very busy working out its own plans for her, mapping out its own course for her life behind the scenes... Poking holes in her plans to her confusion and outrage. "...Little chicken, as long as I'm alive you won't die." "Nonsense, if anyone is going to cause my death, it would be you!!" *** "Do you really feel nothing after all this time?" He asked as he looked at her with searching eyes, trying to see into her soul... "...Who...would..." she mumbled under her breath... *** "When things go against nature, there will always be a price that must be paid..." |||~~~~~~~~~~~||| Author's Note~~ Thank you for stopping by and I hope you enjoy the read as you go along! Please VOTE and COMMENT as you read along and I will be sure to respond~~ Thank you again and HAPPY READING! ~~And If you have the wonderful urge to ever buy me a coffee. Here are the gateways and some love ʕづ•ᴥ•ʔづ♡♡♡ ko-fi.com/miraisaesang patreon.com/MiraiSaesang

While enjoying the favor of a handsome man, she learned that her country was ruined and her family was destroyed. What should a fallen princess do? Xiang Ying says, of course, she should use space to her advantage, empty the palace, and leave nothing for the enemy army! As the captain of a post-apocalyptic infrastructure team, she was thrown into a book by an explosion. The enemy army entered the palace, famine was impending, and she was encircled as a prisoner of war, taking care of three children. Such a catastrophic beginning made Xiang Ying exclaim, the good days are coming! Compared to the post-apocalypse, what is this? On the road to exile, while others suffered, she enjoyed melons. When everyone else was munching on dry bread, Xiang Ying and her children were savoring sumptuous meals. Everyone grew thinner, except for the three children who remained plump and cheerful, patting their bellies and saying wildly: Mother, we can’t eat any more, really! Xiang Ying, holding hot pot, milk tea, and roast chicken, enjoyed the scenery along the road, hoarding supplies as they fled, making life more flavorful. The villainess mocked her: What use is only having food? You're still a conquered slave! Xiang Ying pulled out the Imperial Jade Seal: Right, from today onwards, I will be the Empress. The enemy army was dumbfounded; she never said the thirty thousand wanderers she brought were elite troops! * On the day Xiang Ying restored her country, the man who accompanied her through hardships held her hand. Jie Chen: For the sake of our three children, can we finally become official? Xiang Ying: Men should keep to their places, not seek a title. Jie Chen: ...With the country as my betrothal, my Jade Seal and my nation are all yours. Xiang Ying: Deal! Tonight's our wedding night!

Hao Lou screwed up. Massively. One moment he was tossing a book to scare off some thieving celestial monkeys. The next? Boom. The most sacred artifact in the heavens—the Golden Book of Matrimony—was flying straight into the Mortal Realm's Doomswirl Portal. “NOOOO!!” he shrieked, sprinting to the edge of the spiral. “I’LL GIVE YOU MORE MELON SEEDS, JUST GIVE IT BACK!” The monkey? Unbothered. The book? Gone. Just like his job, his status, and possibly his immortal soul. Because if the Heavenly Emperor found out? Hao Lou was going to get demoted. Not just demoted-He was bound to be reborn as a chicken. Over. And over. And eaten every single time. “NO. I’m not getting deep-fried for this!” he shouted, stomping around the Eternal Spiral like a lunatic. So he did what any responsible, panic-stricken deity would do. He slapped a note on his front door: “CULTIVATING. DO NOT DISTURB. And with that, he jumped into the swirling cloud of doom. Now stuck in the modern world, he has to retrieve the scattered pieces of the Book of Matrimony before the heavens catch on—and he ends up on a dinner plate. But locating the divine artifact isn’t so easy... Until he meets a strange young man. One who, for some reason, can actually see the lost fragments. With this mysterious human’s help, Hao Lou begins piecing the book back together. Everything seems fine until— “Wait,” Hao Lou gasps one night. “What is this… why is this young man hugging me from behind?!” Now he’s asking the only place he knows for answers. “Asking this online: why is my friend/coworker trying to kiss me at night? Seeking answers…”

This is a remastered of Companionship story Died at the end of a cockfighting match, reincarnated as a boy name Reymund in the countryside and start a new peaceful life with his friends along the way. When a companion from the past suddenly pays him a visit. The upload schedule would be 2 chapters per week in any date available. to give me a bit of time to rest and come up an interesting plot.

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “ “What? The carp I raised are true dragons?” With a wave of hand, the river was cut off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed. A group of incredibly powerful cultivators knelt in front, worshipping and calling 'senior'. "What the hell wrong with this world?" Li Fan shouted," Oh no, that's impossible!" "How could I possibly be a Supreme Master?!” #mastermind #misunderstand #The best fantasy novel of Chinese online novel in 2023

Lacking funds for his brother-in-law's dowry, Cole Stone is abandoned by his cheating girlfriend. He makes a phone call... "Ma'am, I give up. I don't want to work hard anymore." "Sure." $10,000,000 is credited into his account. Betrayed, mocked, and humiliated for being poor... Cole Stone is forced into an engagement with a billionaire CEO whose motives are unknown. "Ma'am, I would like to issue you a refund—" "Do you think that my dowry can be refunded so easily?" Cole Stone is stunned speechless. Unfair! Absolutely unfair! How will Cole Stone fare with this mysterious and sassy fiancee of his who never takes NO for an answer? How will he fare in the world of elites?

'If there's a way to undo my feelings for you I would always choose not to because loving you is the best thing I have ever done' Nicholas Slade. For Scarlet love and feelings are just a bulload of crap made up by bored helpless romantics desperately looking for someone to love them.And as such she never wanted romantic love. Nicholas a handsome and filthy rich heir finds out that his heart wants no one else but Scarlett and he goes by all means to make her his and ensures she falls for him too. will their hidden struggles allow them to be together? even so will their feelings and love be strong enough to conquer? let's find out.y'all get your popcorns, french fries, chicken and beer ready as we'll be going on a ride. Secretsy

# REALANDFAKEYOUNGLADY # PHILOSOPHY Lu Ming was the Lu family’s real daughter who had been taken to the wrong home after she was born. She was brought home by her birth parents when she was seventeen years old. Her birth parents watched how she lived in the countryside, growing vegetables and raising chickens and ducks. There wasn’t even a rice cooker in the house. She even had to chop firewood outside to use on the stove outside to make fire. They almost burst into tears at the hard life their daughter was living. The Lu family couple wanted to make up for how miserable Lu Ming’s life was, and immediately turned on their phone to transfer money to her, wanting to give her a better life. However, they didn’t know that Lu Ming was a Celestial Master. Her favorite thing to do every day was to catch ghosts. All the things they saw, Lu Ming actually only needed to insert a little spiritual energy into some paper talismans and they would do all her chores, while she simply lay down and enjoyed life. What's more, they didn’t know that Lu Ming’s backpack had Hell’s master in it, chasing her to collect debt every day. The return of the Lu family’s real daughter was a big event. Others had already set up their seats and bought food and drinks to munch on in anticipation of the drama of the real and fake daughter fight. However, they didn’t expect the main actors to not even appear on stage, but saw pictures that they thought to be completely unreasonable. For example, the fake daughter, Lu Xian, stopped Lu Ming after a quiz. Onlookers: “They’re going to fight! Yes! Hurry up and bring out the popcorn!”But in the next second, Lu Xian, who was a top student, said, “You failed chemistry this time. Come to my room tonight, I’ll tutor you!” The poor student, Lu Ming: “???” Asking her to study? They might as well kill her! Onlookers: “...Why is it different from what we were promised?!”

She had been married to Fu Ting for six years now, and her mother—in—law had been scolding her behind her back, calling her a chicken that cannot lay an egg. Yet little did she know that Fu Ting had never really fulfilled his role as a husband with her. She always knew that there was someone else in Fu Ting's heart— Miao Man. Mu Ran had been in love with Fu Ting for over ten odd years. It was until six years ago when she rescued Miao Man that Fu Ting allowed her a request. So, Mu Ran mustered her courage and mentioned that she wanted to marry Fu Ting. That was the thought she had when she first met him in high school. When the doctor initially diagnosed that Miao Man had no possibility of ever waking up again, Fu Ting followed on his promise and married Mu Ran. It was until that one day when Fu Ting came home with a cold look in his eyes. Manman is coming home, and you move out tomorrow. Mustering the last of her courage, Mu Ran spat. "And if I say no?" "Get lost." Fu Ting said succinctly. She could see the disgust and hatred in his eyes. So, it turned out that in their six years of marriage, all of the things she suffered and gave, they held no water compared to the long—lost moonlight of his heart. Taking off her oily apron, Mu Ran changed into a white dress, and when they met again, she was happy in the arms of another man. Yet, Fu Ting's expression was extremely cold. "You're already looking for another man so quickly after our divorce?" "That is my own matter, and has nothing to do with you, Mr. Fu, no?" She said with a smile.

Marcus died. Sad, sure—but then the voice in his head said “System activated” and he knew it was finally happening: reincarnation into a magical world. Time for spells, swords, and... wait, is that a deep fryer? He wakes up as a baby. In a burnt-down chicken restaurant. With a System that thinks sarcasm is a feature, not a bug. No royal bloodline. No ancient prophecy. Just soot, diapers, and a “Pitiful Crying” skill. Oh—and his magical circuits? Broken. He’s got mana, but the universe laughed and handed him a melee class. In a body that can’t sit up yet. Now, between avoiding fires (again), faking baby babble, and training aura like a tiny gym bro, Marcus is on a mission: survive, adapt, and maybe—just maybe—punch magic in the face.

Trong một thế giới hiện đại nơi con người sinh ra đã sở hữu những "thiên phú" – khả năng độc nhất vô nhị mà không ai giống ai, tồn tại những kẻ mang quyền năng vượt khỏi tầm kiểm soát. Trong số đó, Falan là một dị biệt với thiên phú "Độc Huyết" – dòng máu trong cơ thể cậu không chỉ mang độc mà còn có khả năng tiến hóa khi hấp thụ những thứ độc hại hơn. Nó không chỉ là một món quà... mà còn là lời nguyền đang gặm nhấm từng mảnh linh hồn cậu. Sau một biến cố khiến tổ chức Black Spike – một thế lực thao túng bóng tối – truy lùng cậu gắt gao, Falan rơi vào vòng xoáy sinh tồn, phản kháng và đối đầu. Trong khi Huyết Độc ngày một mạnh hơn và bắt đầu hình thành nhân cách riêng, cậu được một nhóm phản cách mạng cứu sống – Tàn Dư Tro Độc, những kẻ cũng mang trong mình những năng lực khác biệt và khát khao chống lại hệ thống. Hành trình của Falan không đơn thuần là chiến đấu với kẻ thù, mà còn là cuộc chiến nội tại với chính bản thân mình, với tiếng gọi đen tối luôn rình rập từ bên trong. Cậu sẽ gục ngã... hay sẽ kiểm soát được chính sức mạnh mà thế giới này sợ hãi?

Before there was death in his eyes, there was mischief in his smile. Misaki Kisuke was just a boy chasing chickens in Serang City, Indonesia—until three mysterious masters knocked on his family’s door. Trained in the silent arts of the Miyashi Clan, Misaki’s childhood dissolves into a relentless path of stealth, sword, and survival. But beneath the discipline lies something deeper: a calling. This is not the story of a warrior trained. It is the legend of a shadow born.

When I woke up, I was still covered in glitter. And not like cool anime afterglow glitter. This was shame glitter. Sticky. Cursed. Eternal. “System…” I croaked. “Am I dead?” Status: You’re alive. Barely. Dignity: Deceased. I sat up in the crater, back cracking like popcorn. Across from me, Vex was still embedded in the metal wall. She twitched. Groaned. Alive. Somehow. Note to self: Rubber chickens are now S-class weapons. I wobbled to my feet, still riding the high of a half-dead win. My Core was faintly glowing—a dull, exhausted purple like it had just run a marathon while telling knock-knock jokes. And that’s when the sky glitched. Literally.

Reborn into a world where Marvel and DC coexist, he became the illegitimate son of Bruce Wayne, Batman! The film and television technology system was successfully activated! You can arbitrarily extract technology from known movies and TV shows! Use Ultron-level artificial intelligence at the beginning to push Joker to a dead end! Successfully slapped Tony Stark in the face at the Stark Industrial Conference! … This is the birth of a technological genius from Marvel and DC! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you like a little bit of the book then save it you may love it later and pls gift this pitiful author with your precious power stones. :) [Author: The cover's not mine.]

Synopsis 1: What came first? The chicken or the egg? Those questions were one of the most mystical and debated topics to have ever existed. Pulling in the most narrow-minded people to fistfight and barrages of spit lacquering everything around. But that wasn't of any concern to Fu Wen. Such thoughts were lost to him for now. Snagging his attractive neighbor was just one of Fu Wen's accomplishment at the moment. So he was having a great day—no, the PERFECT day, rather. Because not only had he the fruits of six months bore a hot boyfriend. Tonight, he's gonna warm up bed for the first time in his life. But of course, a perfect day doesn't include accidents. But it also does not include that the said perfect day was just a hatched plan to make it seem perfect. For all the imagination he had in mind, Fu Wen never expected death. Synopsis 2: No one knows whether death was truly the end. The beginning. Or simply the void itself. Fu Wen's definition never had any of that. Having been ensnared in the pits of debts, such philosophical outlook was really unneeded. But now that he died, one thing that Fu Wen has proved is that life exist. Magic exist. And to make it even better, local folks here were like morsels. Something to salivate at. The only problem is that he isn't up to par to strike a conversation with them. Synopsis 3: Fu Wen never played games. Well, he did. But working to settle all the unwarranted debts burdening his teenage life to his mid-twenties made him forget the essence of that word. But now that he died, Fu Wen considered that the floating words must be his retribution for not playing games at all. Ah, absurd. Fat chance. A shallow reason and a shallow depiction of life. Fu Wen died and reincarnated for a reason. He didn't know why, but when he finds out what for and with whom, a variety of splendid and macabre words would overflow his mouth. For starters, fuck it. Girthier than Zou Yun's.