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Tristain Dyce, a 17-year-old Haitian-American quarterback, has always dreamed of leading a team to victory. Stuck as a 3rd-stringer on his state championship roster, he jumps at the chance to start fresh with a struggling program in Indiana. When the mysterious [Wasted Talent System] activates, offering him the abilities of NFL quarterbacks whose potential was never realized, Tristain must earn his rewards through relentless effort and precision. Balancing grueling workouts, studying film, and winning over his new team, he begins transforming into the player he’s always wanted to be. As Tristain fights to prove he’s more than just a “wasted talent,” he faces the ultimate question: Can he rise to greatness while staying true to himself? Tristain Dyce, a 17-year-old Haitian-American quarterback, has always dreamed of leading a team to victory. Stuck as a 3rd-stringer on his state championship roster, he jumps at the chance to start fresh with a struggling program in Indiana. When the mysterious [Wasted Talent System] activates, offering him the abilities of NFL quarterbacks whose potential was never realized, Tristain must earn his rewards through relentless effort and precision. Balancing grueling workouts, studying film, and winning over his new team, he begins transforming into the player he’s always wanted to be. As Tristain fights to prove he’s more than just a “wasted talent,” he faces the ultimate question: Can he rise to greatness while staying true to himself?

In the midst of the chaos and destruction of modern warfare, Professor Cyrus, a historian deeply fascinated by ancient Persian history, suddenly closes his eyes to the world. But this is not an end; it is a new beginning. He is reincarnated into the body of an infant named "Cyrus" in ancient times, precisely at the dawn of the Achaemenid Empire. With a mind full of 21st-century knowledge and a photographic memory that keeps all his learnings alive, this new Cyrus finds an unparalleled opportunity to change his own destiny and that of the ancient nation of Iran. Can a modern mind not only survive in an ancient world but also, like his historical predecessor, build an empire that will be unparalleled throughout history? This epic novel is a journey into the depths of an alternate history, where Cyrus, using his unique genius, undertakes unprecedented innovations. From inventing a new Persian language and script, and producing paper and soap in his childhood, to implementing revolutionary army reforms inspired by Sun Tzu, Roman military principles, and modern military science. He rebuilds governmental and judicial systems based on human rights and wisdom, fosters theoretical and experimental sciences, and constructs infrastructures beyond the imagination of that era. His goal is not merely conquest, but to build a civilization founded on justice, tolerance, and progress, so that the Achaemenid Empire may endure for thousands of years and remain safe from historical collapses caused by Alexander the Great. "My Persian Empire" is a narrative of the endeavour to create an ancient utopia, where extreme nationalism gives way to mutual understanding and coexistence, and great civilizations of the world, from Rome to Greece, and from India to China, imitate the advancements of Persia. This eventful story takes you into the heart of strategic battles, court intrigues, and scientific and cultural transformations, showing how a leader with a modern vision can not only rewrite history but also leave an everlasting legacy for humanity. Author's Note: Hello dear companions! It is with great pride that I present to you my first novel, "My Persian Empire." This work is the result of my years of fascination with web novels in the Kingdom Building genre and the glorious history of Iran. In creating this novel, I have utilized the capabilities of Artificial Intelligence (AI) – particularly models like Gemini 2.5 Flash or Grok 3 – to craft a rich and precise story. However, I emphasize that every idea and every narrative thread has been under my complete and direct management and supervision. AI has been a powerful tool in my hands to turn my dream into reality, but the spirit, thought, and human creativity of this work are entirely my own. I understand that as a novice writer, there may be imperfections in my work, but I have created it with all my heart for you, and I hope you enjoy this historical-fictional journey. Your support and feedback will be my greatest motivation to continue on this path and create subsequent volumes. Thank you very much for your companionship.

The Regime of Ezkabel rules over nearly two-thirds of the known world, directly or through quiet chains. Its magic—precise, ritual-bound, and devastating—has become the norm. Efficient. Widespread. Revered. But in the fading lands of the Eastern Crescent, a different path endures—one older, slower, and nearly forgotten. A lineage of ancient disciplines survives, passed down through whispered chants, elemental mastery, and sheer force of will. Across Earth, Corruption spreads—its cause unknown, its effects undeniable. The authorities call it natural. The Temple blames moral decay. It is the Holmen—those twisted by the Corruption—who are behind the fear now gripping society. They commit fratricide, incest, rape, mass killings, and vanish without a trace. No one agrees on where they come from. Only that they are multiplying. This is the story of Larsen, a quiet boy with a broken childhood, and how his inner world collides with the world outside. It’s a story of perseverance and hope… and that in the darkest of times, what matters is to stand up and tell the world that all is not finished. Will Larsen survive the rising corruption, when even his own inner world begins to collapse?

Soudain se retrouvant dans un cadre rural, Lin Caisang devint la célèbre "Étoile de Richesse et d'Honneur" du village. Entourée de parents uniques, ils la traitaient comme si elle était un panda rare — tenue précieusement dans leurs paumes de peur qu'elle ne tombe et délicatement gardée dans leur bouche de peur qu'elle ne se dissolve. Rencontrez les parents exceptionnels: Le Père Colosse, qui déclarait, "Vous voulez que Sangsang se marie ? Vous devrez d'abord me surpasser." La Mère Avare, demandant, "Pourquoi aurait-elle besoin d'un mari ? Elle peut avoir toute la bonne nourriture et une vie insouciante avec moi !" Le Grand-père Rusé, suggérant, "Les filles ne devraient pas avoir à faire le travail sale et fatigant. Vite, appelle ton frère !" La Grand-mère Majestueuse, proclamant avec force, "Qui ose intimider Sangsang ? Qu'ils affrontent un combat à mort avec moi !" Le Frère Protecteur, assurant, "Petite sœur, toute la bonne nourriture est pour toi. Je n'ai pas faim !" Tenant sa chair flasque, Lin Caisang pleurait sans larmes : "Laissez-moi partir ! Je dois perdre du poids !" Pendant ce temps, l'homme d'à côté, d'une beauté saisissante et glacial, non seulement la protégeait et la gâtait en secret, mais avait aussi une identité pas si simple.....

Lucen Vale was born with nothing. No Soulprint. No name worth remembering. Just a mind far too sharp for a world that discards the weak. Buried alive in the deepest mines of the Dead Veins, the lowest pit of humanity, Lucen was called a Blank, cursed and powerless. He didn’t complain. He observed. Calculated. Waited. Until the system came. A forbidden voice whispered from the dark... "[Soulprint Theft Protocol Activated. You may now take what others are.]" Lucen doesn’t rejoice. He doesn’t laugh. He dissects the rules... and begins to hunt. ................................. He doesn’t fight stronger enemies. He breaks them. A genius tactician, Lucen studies every movement, exploits every mistake, and kills with precision. With each soul he steals, he gains more than just power. He inherits memories, instincts... even regrets. He writes them all in his Soul Ledger. Every stolen skill. Every broken mind. But as the echoes multiply, and foreign thoughts begin to surface, one truth becomes harder to ignore. If you take too many pieces of others... what remains of you? For now, I'll be focusing on my new novel "True Blood Ascension". For me personally I made this new novel more organized and have a clearer power structure than this one. Hope you check it out. Tysm!

Legends of the Land of Dawn Rayn is a quiet 17-year-old from a small town who stumbles upon a mobile game called Legends of Dawn one restless night. With no background in gaming, no team, and no mentor, he dives in just for fun—but what he discovers is a hidden talent unlike anything he’s ever known. From his very first match, Rayn plays like a natural. Whether as a fearless fighter, a sneaky assassin, or a wise support, he adapts to every role with instinct and precision. As his victories pile up, so does his reputation. Soon, whispers of a mysterious solo player—ZeroRayn—start shaking the entire gaming community. This is the story of an underdog who rises from nothing… to become a legend.

Leo wakes up in a foreign world with no memory of his name, past, or purpose. The only thing he’s certain of is this: if he wants answers, he’ll have to survive. Forced into a lethal trial designed to forge assassins, Leo navigates a brutal alien landscape filled with rival killers, hidden agendas, and treacherous power plays. His instincts are flawless, his reactions precise. It’s as if he was born for this, though he has no idea why. As the tests grow bloodier and secrets begin to unravel, Leo learns he may not be just another participant, for whispers of a legendary figure begin to follow him, a being long believed to be dead, a God-Killer with no equal. Now a target of both fear and worship, Leo must master his skills, uncover the truth behind his identity, and outwit enemies who’d rather see him buried than reborn. Because behind the silence of his forgotten past lies a legacy too powerful to ignore, and a destiny that refuses to be denied. -------- NOTE - The MC in this story is a cunning vigilante type character who is morally gray and will often make questionable choices not befitting a traditional 'Hero' type character. Find me on discord at - raj_shah_7152 or join the server - https://discord.gg/rFXGz9NBe2

Transmigrated into the future, Nash, once the father of the first true Artificial Intelligence and the richest man on Earth, found himself reduced to a nameless vagrant, the lowest of the low. Stripped of power and identity, he faced a world that had evolved beyond his imagination. Fortunately, in this bleak new reality, Nash uncovered a hidden gift: the ability to program his body. Once a linguistic genius, a pioneer who gave commands to artificial intelligence with precision and brilliance. What twist could he do now that he is given the ability to program his body? Can't control every fiber of your body? → [Control Module System] Tired of endless training? → [Training Module System] Too weak in combat? → [Combat Module System] Need perfect memory? → [Memory Module System] In a world ruled by technology and extraordinary, watch how Nash reforge his destiny as he uncovers the deepest secrets of his body. "This time, I won’t build a god. I’ll become one."

At Tokyo Metropolitan University, where cherry blossoms fall like unspoken words, Nakamura Kenji moves through life with quiet precision and invisible armor. Brilliant, distant, and utterly alone, he believes silence is survival—until one fight behind a lecture hall cracks that silence open. As rumors swirl and unwanted attention grows, Kenji finds himself drawn into a quiet orbit with two unlikely figures: Tanaka Hiroshi, a popular but grounded classmate who sees more than he lets on, and Sae Takahashi, a sharp-eyed literature major whose red scarf hides her own bruised history. But connection is dangerous for someone who’s spent years building walls instead of bridges. And kindness, once dismissed as a trap, begins to feel alarmingly real. A slow-burn character drama about emotional scars, unexpected friendship, and what happens when three lonely people stop walking past each other- and finally start to see.

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’

Content Warning: This novel contains graphic depictions of violence, gore, and explicit erotic scenes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. A storm was supposed to be nothing more than an inconvenience. When Zixuan and her friends take shelter in an abandoned bus station to escape the sudden downpour, they believe they’re simply waiting for the rain to pass. But as the hours stretch on and the exits vanish, it becomes clear that this station isn’t just deserted—it’s a trap. Doors begin to appear where there were none before. Strange, cold hallways beckon. Each door they open pulls them deeper into a maze of shifting realities and forgotten memories, forcing them to confront scenes from a past they don’t remember living—haunting echoes of pain, betrayal, desire, and death. As paranoia sets in and the group begins to unravel, Zixuan realizes the truth is more horrifying than she imagined: they have been here before. This place knows them. It remembers everything they tried to forget. And someone, or something is orchestrating each cruel revelation with precision. Why were their memories taken? What really happened here? And what will be left of them once every door is opened? Let Me Out is a visceral, mind-bending descent into trauma, guilt, and twisted desire—where the past won’t stay buried, and the only way out is through the truth they were never meant to forget—but then one of them broke the rule.

"Some sons inherit wealth. Others inherit power. Doom inherited blood—and the ghost of a mother who never let death stop her from shaping him into something monstrous." Raised by a merciless criminal, Doom’s childhood was a litany of broken bones and brutal lessons. His father didn’t raise a child—he forged a weapon. Weakness was sin. Mercy was betrayal. And love? A fairy tale whispered by a dead woman in grainy home videos.  But the dead don’t always stay silent.  Ainar—his mother, a legend of violence and seduction—speaks to him from beyond the grave. Her voice slithers into his fractured mind, teaching him the art of ruin: how to break bones with precision, how to turn pleasure into a weapon, how to make the world bleed for him. With every whispered lesson, Doom becomes less of a man and more of a force—something unholy, something hers.  Yet as his father watches with cold approval, Doom begins to wonder: Is Ainar’s ghost real, or is she just the madness of a soul shattered by brutality? And does it even matter, when her guidance feels like the only truth he’s ever known?  Is will they be salvation, No, maybe in the next life.

Author's message to webnovel readers: Hello everyone, I’m Morning Star LL! Meet again, huh! Along with "This Game is Too Real" another novel titled "The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!" has been released. Still one "player + isekai" combination. This time, however, the isekai is a completely fantastical world detached from reality, the legendary realm of swords and magic. The primary motivation behind writing this book was to address the regrets left from "This Game is Too Real" Although I endeavored to incorporate as much of my intended message and the creative ideas that emerged during the writing process, I had to give up many ideas due to length constraints. Thus, I thought why not start from scratch and write about a game set against the backdrop of a fantasy world, shifting the focus more on the original inhabitants of the isekai rather than the players from Earth, to see if it could generate more interesting interactions. Like "This Game is Too Real", "The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!" primarily features a light-hearted and humorous style. Without the burden of a serious overarching background, the overall tone is somewhat more cheerful than "This Game is Too Real". I'll leave the rest of the content for you all to discover within the book! I hope that you will enjoy my work! Thank you! by Morning Star LL —————————————— Succubus Reporter: "Respected Lord Demon King, I remember the Demon God ordered you to spread panic among our enemies, but how come I've heard that you bought an entire street in the enemy's city center?" Luo Yan: "Foolish! Don't you understand tactical relocation? If I buy up the humans' city, won't the humans have to move into my underground city to live?" Succubus Reporter: "However, I heard that when the humans learned even the Demon King was buying property in the Holy City, not only did it fail to cause panic, but it also doubled the property prices in the Holy City." Luo Yan said smugly. "This precisely proves that my plan is correct!" Meanwhile, in the underground city, the skeletal miners (players) were making a fuss. "Get the game designer out here!" "What happened to promised divine pets, divine equipment, nurturing, achievements, the marketplace, junior female fellow practitioners, senior female fellow practitioners... the system, huh?" "Is this game really just about mining?!"

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!" Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life. Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited. A single ember can set the fields ablaze. Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones! If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven! "Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—" Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees. "Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

An unnamed scout, sacrificed on the battlefield of the Southern Border, is miraculously reborn in an alternate universe. Unexpectedly, he becomes a shaman of the Orc Kingdom, even more, a rare Dragon Shaman that appears once in a millennium. What's more, he is cursed with the Blood Sacrifice of the vilest magic pet! What lies behind this curse? A charming beauty of the Fox Tribe, a Mermaid Princess from the Abyss Kingdom, a mysterious Clam Girl from the East, a Swan Warrior maiden, who is the very embodiment of an angel, all these arrive at his side one by one. Mysterious Panda Warriors from the Eastern Panta Clan, powerful Elephant Warriors of the Orephin Clan, the invincible Whale Knights of the Banilou Tribe, from the deep sea, to the formidable warriors of Summer Palace will follow our protagonist on the stage of a grand war, carving their own path to glory. Witness how our protagonist confronts his new identity, challenges the formidable human magic and invincible legions with the heroic Orc war-song. Witness how our protagonist take on the identity of the Double Dragon Shaman to defeat the Dragon Knights, leading the Bimon warriors, whose brilliance is gradually fading, and penning a saga of zero mortality amidst the battle with foreign invaders!

Traversing Nesserite, Matthew became a minor Lord. Nurtured a Time Dragonling, developed arcane arts, and modified technology. Absorbed a population of Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Hobbits, Gray Elves, Tieflings, and Demonic Offspring among other races, creating a new modernized kingdom with a magical twist. Destroying the Nesserite Empire was the task! Annihilating the Elf Kingdom and the Elven God System was the mission! Eradicating ancient fiends and disasters was Matthew's cry as he crushed his destiny! "Brothers and sisters, join the Bay Territory! "Here, we build houses, take care of children for free, don't worry about food or clothing, arrange jobs, and provide all the resources needed for life." "Even, we can offer the path to godhood..." "All you need to do is pay a tiny price!" A slow-unfolding farming story, a new world of dragons and the Underground City, a magic version of the Warhammer Empire, a brand-new version never seen before by everyone. Also known as "The Rise of the Magical Modified Warrior Legion," "The Astaate Guide to Magic," "Me, Plagued by Misfortune, Stealthily Surviving and Growing," "The Modernization of the Magical World"...

Max has been waiting for four long years for this day—his sixteenth birthday. After all, sixteenth birthday meant the right to play the most popular and powerful game on the planet: Nine Thousand Heaven Firmaments! A VRMMORPG cultivation game that swept the world with its hyperrealistic graphics, so much so that its in-game currency has become the real world's currency! Max did not care for riches or glory nor for power. He just wanted to earn enough money to cure his crippled sister. But the moment he logged in, everything changed. [Player No. 113578930202 has no dantian!] He has no qi, no spiritual root, or a dantian! He cannot cultivate! In a cultivation world where people killed for fun and caused a genocide for resources, it was a death sentence. Max scoured everything, yet nothing worked. Giving up, he got a job in a small pawn shop where he stumbled upon a book—a magical grimoire, to be precise. But in a world ruled by qi and cultivation, will Max be able to soar to the heavens using mana?

"Should I Save the World or Start the Apocalypse? what the fuck is wrong with this class?" ----- With the descent of the apocalypse and the emergence of the Tower upon the world, humanity was pushed to the brink of extinction — but with the help of something that called itself the Mother System, they managed to survive. At the age of 16, teenages can go through the Awakening process and gain a class, allowing them to fight against Beasts Of Corruption and protect the world from them and the dungeons. Daniel hadn’t even Awakened… More precisely, he was labeled as talentless. His only concern was protecting his genius sister. Until one day, during a dimensional break, he sacrifices his life to save her… And on the edge of death, a new Awakening begins. [The Mother System has sensed your will.] [Awakening begins.] [Awakening successful.] [Class Name: The Fallen Priest] [Rank: SSS] [Innate Talent: Blood of God] The blood running through his veins now belongs to a god. And with that blood, he can control any living being. Not only that but he also can copy their talents ... The one who was once mocked by everyone… Now even the legendary dragons, known as the strongest race in the Tower, bow before him and follow his will. ----- Notes : - please read author's review before reading the novel - 100 Golden tickets = One bonus chapter - 500 Power Stones = One bonus chapter

Vincenzo Moretti was once a gang boss in Naples—feared, precise, and broken by the loss of his family. Now, he wakes in a dying village on another world. No magic. No prophecy. Just filth, silence, and survival. No one speaks to him. No one helps. So he gets to work—clearing waste, carving trenches, shaping order from ruin. Because if he can't change the past, he'll fix what's rotting right in front of him—one cut of earth at a time. No powers. No destiny. Just a man, his ghosts, and the quiet grind of redemption.

Zhao Feng was reincarnated into the Qin state during the Warring States period, precisely at the time when the legendary Qin Shi Huang unified the six states. Zhao Feng reached the age for conscription and was assigned to the logistics troops, responsible for battlefield cleanup and corpse retrieval. The logistics troops were not known for their combat prowess and usually handled miscellaneous tasks. However, for Zhao Feng, it was paradise. By touching corpses: +1 Strength, +1 Speed, +1 Physique, +1 Spirit, +1 Longevity By touching elite corpses: +5 Strength, +5 Longevity By killing enemies, the attributes received doubled: +10 Strength, +10 Longevity With the collected attributes, Zhao Feng grew stronger and stronger, capable of breaking down city gates with a single punch and shattering mountains with another. Thanks to the collected longevity, he even achieved immortality. Zhao Feng relished his role in the logistics troops!

“You want strength? Real strength? Sit down. Shut up. Don’t move.” In a world where mixed martial arts has evolved far beyond its origins, the mightiest fighters shatter mountains, raze cities with one blow, and, at their peak, wield power to erase nations. These greatest warriors are called Martial Gods—monsters in human form, living centuries, shaping continents with their will. Alexander will become one. No prophecy chooses him. No system empowers him. No heavens favor him. He has only raw, monstrous talent, an unyielding will, and a hunger that consumes all obstacles. He seeks the harshest training—the kind that breaks bodies, shatters minds, crushes spirits. He finds it in a crumbling dojo, lost to the world, ruled by a bitter old man who forged an art he calls Beyonider. The world mocks it. They call it folly. It is anything but. The first lesson is not power. Not speed. Not glory. It is silence. Stillness. Suffering. Training so brutal, so strange, that hardened fighters flee in a day. Alexander stays. He endures. He adapts. He transforms. Motionless meditation becomes monstrous. His reflexes outstrip humanity. His strikes hit before foes move. His mind turns stillness into deadly precision, chaos into control, weakness into unstoppable force. This is merely the dawn. His path leads to the ranks of the Martial Gods—or the graveyard of those who dared the climb. Stillness kills. Alexander will prove it to the world.

After being publicly humiliated, abandoned by his best friend, and framed by someone he once trusted, seventeen-year-old Trevor’s world shatters beneath the weight of betrayal. The video that destroyed his reputation spreads like wildfire—engineered by Lena, the girl who once held his heart... and the sister of Darius Vire, a feared leader of O.G., the third most powerful underground syndicate in the city. Left with nothing but a bruised will to survive, Trevor receives a mysterious invitation from a man named Blair—calm, composed, and unnervingly well-informed. Blair introduces him to the Black Skulls, an elite, government-sanctioned counterforce that exists outside the law to dismantle the ten clandestine syndicates ruling the city's underbelly. Still uncertain, Trevor's decision is pushed over the edge when he learns the truth: Lena's betrayal wasn't personal—it was strategic. He was marked. Tested. And now he's being offered a choice. With no path left behind him, Trevor accepts. Under Blair’s cold mentorship, he’s trained to abandon emotion, trust only precision, and become a surgical weapon in the shadows. He earns a new name whispered in fear—Graven—a presence unseen but utterly lethal. But as the lines between vengeance and justice begin to blur, Trevor is forced to confront a haunting question: When your humanity is the first thing you sacrifice… what’s left to fight for?

A husky that can bite mythical beasts to death in one bite, a giant panda with an immortal body, and even one who claims to be the Dragon God... This is the story of a funny pet shop owner who travels through time and obtains a system. Blood, youth, and the return of the king!!

Ash Lynel died clean. No regrets. No hesitation. He was the CIA’s most precise black-ops asset. They called him the Ghost. Then a divine paper-pusher botched his reincarnation. Now he’s stranded in a forgotten world with no weapons, no intel, and a barefoot goddess muttering divine nonsense in her sleep. Elira was supposed to handle his soul transfer. Instead, she fell with him. Lost her Divine Card. Severed her powers. She swears she’s still a goddess. Ash swears she’s a liability. The local Sigil Mirror glitches when it scans him. Creatures avoid him. Elira won’t explain what she saw in his soul — only that it wasn’t supposed to be there. Ash doesn’t want power. He wants gear, shelter, and to stay off everyone’s radar. But the gods abandoned this world for a reason. And something in the ruins still knows how to find anomalies. In this world, Sigils reflect the soul — evolving through belief, not levels. Relics can scan your stats. A goddess can read your truth. But some souls were never meant to be read. A slow-burn fantasy with tactical combat, soft stat progression, divine corruption, and one man trying very hard not to become the center of a prophecy. Some skills are learned. Some are remembered. And some… should never awaken.

In a world torn by war and magic, only the strongest guilds survive. The Crimson Fangs are one of them an elite group of wizard knights bound by power, trauma, and secrets. Kael, the fire-wielding warrior, seeks revenge for a past soaked in blood. Mira, cloaked in silence, commands water with eerie precision. Garrik, Lyra, and Raze—the earth-bound knights—carry burdens heavier than their armor. But when a forgotten enemy resurfaces and a rift tears open the sky, the guild faces an ancient power that could erase the world. Betrayals will rise. Friendships will shatter. And one of them… will fall into darkness. Can they survive the storm, or will the fire that binds them burn them all?

“Let’s change the job’s contract.” “Sorry?” “Let’s switch it. From a work contract… to a marriage one.” Theo Kingsley doesn’t believe in soft edges. He’s spent years burying the version of himself that once felt too much, the kind and gentle side. His world is built on control, silence, and icy precision. Then comes Daisy Sinclair. The chaos. Former heiress. Newly broke. All pink, perfume, and polished nails. Once a pampered princess trying to piece her life together after her family’s downfall… a downfall Theo might’ve had something to do with. She shows up expecting a job. What she gets is a marriage contract. To Theo, marrying Daisy is a calculated move, a way to silence the side of himself he can’t afford to let out. To Daisy, it’s absolutely insane. But her credit cards are maxed, her options are few, and the Ice King is surprisingly… tolerable. Sometimes? Thrown into a world of cold suits and colder stares, Daisy's mission becomes simple: survive. But as sparks start flying and walls begin to crack, one thing becomes dangerously unclear: Is she melting the Ice King’s heart or just falling for a man who doesn’t know which version of himself is real?

He was Yunzhou’s pride. A feared strategist worshipped for his precision and victories, but his pride and ego were greater than the heavenly warnings. Prince Liang Chen, the heir to the heavenly throne, was feared by most on the battlefield and worshipped in court. His pride led to a seven-year war, bloodshed, and division against Yelan and its prince, Ji Mingyan—the green-eyed prince whose sword slew thousands, his aura cold as the devil, and those tempting gazes that lingered longer. But heaven’s wrath can’t be ignored. And it fell, not only as rain… it poured. The flood washed away everything. Both kingdoms perished. Lives drowned. And nothing survived. Seven years of war ended with no victor… leaving behind nothing but dead souls. Breathing his last, with the blood of a thousand on his hands, Prince Liang Chen regrets it all. The battles, the endless quarrels—and also why he had not kissed Ji Mingyan when he had the chance… And like the heavens saw his heart, a second chance is given. Will it be wasted? Will he love, choose peace, or go down the same path…?

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

SIX YEARS AGO New York City The rain had a way of erasing things footprints, sins, promises. And that night, it washed everything away except the way she looked at him… like she'd already decided he didn't deserve to survive. Kian Donovan stood outside the crumbling steel doors of her father's company, the one he had helped build from the ground up, soaked to the bone, fingers clenched around the betrayal letter in his hand. His heart was pounding like war drums. Talia signed it. That was what gutted him more than the millions lost, more than the empire crumbling beneath his feet. It was her name, elegant and precise at the bottom of the document that burned like acid in his palm. He'd trusted her. Touched her. Loved her, and she sold him out. Not with bullets. Not with blood. But with a signature that stripped him of everything. The last thing he saw before the security guards threw him out was her face behind the glass expression unreadable, mouth slightly parted, but her eyes her eyes betrayed something crueler than hate. Regret? Guilt? No. Worse. Indifference. He disappeared after that. No press. No lawsuits. No mercy. Kian Donovan didn't die that night. But the man who loved her did.