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En el continente Tianlan, hay una tienda mágica llamada 'Centro Comercial Origen'. La Coca Cola de aquí puede hacer que la gente se llene de vitalidad en un instante; las barras picantes de aquí pueden hacer que la gente luche entre sí; los juegos de aquí pueden hacer que la gente mejore su cultivo; las novelas de aquí pueden hacer que la gente entienda técnicas profundas. Aquí hay infinidad de bienes entre los que elegir, incluyendo ocio, entretenimiento, comida y entrenamiento. Por cierto, recuerda una cosa. No causes problemas en la tienda, porque el dueño es muy fuerte. Autor: Li Tian Wang Liang. ----------- Nota: Esto es solo una "traducción" que hago por diversión. Así es, soy un tipo que traduce novelas por diversión. Pero deja de serlo cuando lees las traducciones al inglés de esta historia. La mayoría son malas. Por no decir todas. Por eso me tomo bastantes libertades. Trato de adaptarla lo mejor que puedo. En serio, los datos cambian todo el tiempo. ¡Todavía no sé cuánto mide la muralla del primer capítulo! Aun así, intento que todo tenga la mayor coherencia posible... dentro de lo que mi entendimiento permite.

What if the stars were your only way out? Where stars have no name, they are the only option to those who open their eyes past the veil. Some looked up, and reached too far. The realms have grown rotten from its ignorance. An ancient phenomenon known as the 'Lexicon' is speculated to resolve the rotten core. To bring back the time where the realms were once beautiful. Born on a drifting military ship and forbidden to touch land, Atlas has spent his life under watchful eyes, despairful dreams, and unspoken truths. The world believes him to be a nobody yet beneath his quiet gaze lies a mystery so vast, it terrifies gods. What is one to believe when the truth is concealed like a bruise? In a world fractured into realms; each ruled by branches that shape reality, Atlas is an anomaly. He’s not supposed to exist. But he does. And he’s not the only one watching them.

In a world where light hides the rot, a shadow rises. They are not heroes. They are not villains. They are something more dangerous: those who have nothing left to lose. An ancient energy pulses through the veins of the chosen ones; some call it a gift, others a curse. When used, it corrodes. When depleted, it destroys. And there are those who will do anything to steal it. Now, a silent game begins. Alliances unravel like spider webs. What seemed true was only a distorted reflection. And at the center of it all, an organization whispered between the lines of power, ready to reveal its true purpose. In this war, no one is safe. Not even those who think they are in control. When the world is rotten to the core, only one question remains: do you tear it down... or burn it all down?

Milfs And Yanderes...Out of these two, which one would you pick? The adoring, nurturing Milfs who'd spoil you rotten with soft caresses and gentle scoldings, and would happily let you rest your head on their pillowy chest after a hard day. Or the dangerously devoted Yanderes, eyes gleaming with obsession, hearts beating only for you, girls who were willing to stain their hands red and erase the world for your sake—and also erase any other girl that gets too close to you. Most would ask this as a playful debate with friends, a harmless fantasy, a question thrown into the air on a lazy afternoon. But for Mika, this wasn’t a joke. This was his everyday reality. Born an orphan, but immediately embraced as family by the five most powerful women in the world, the legendary SSS-tier Battle Angels who once saved humanity from the apocalypse, he could be said to be one lucky guy. Especially since from the moment they took him in, he was cherished, protected, and endlessly pampered, growing up surrounded by unmatched strength and unwavering love. But it wasn’t just the angels who adored him. Their daughters, raised beside him, didn’t see him as just family. Their affection ran deeper, darker, a devotion so intense, so obsessive, it danced dangerously close to madness to the extent that they wouldn't mind hunting one another down to with their own SSS-tier blessings that could level a city with a thought to make him notice them. ...And the mothers knew. They saw the way their daughters clung to him, eyes filled with love and obsession. But they didn’t mind, if anything, they welcomed it. To them, he was the perfect son-in-law, and they silently hoped their own daughter would be the one to claim his heart. Even the daughters knew, or rather, believed, with unwavering certainty that he would fall for one of them. Each one convinced it was fate, that they were destined to be the one by his side. Everyone thought so. The girls, the mothers, even the world around them. Well...Everyone except Mika. Because while they dreamed of his love, Mika’s eyes weren’t on the daughters at all. No, his heart stirred for someone else entirely. ...Their mothers. ...The very Battle Angels who raised him. Shockingly…Irresistibly…They were the ones he desired. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, not for them. Not for the very women who raised him, protected him, loved him like their own. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the way his heart raced in their presence, the way his thoughts lingered on them late into the night. It tore at him, the guilt, the desire, the confusion. He couldn’t choose between the mothers or the daughters. He didn’t want to hurt any of them. Didn’t want to be insincere. But everything changed the day he stopped trying to choose. Because he realized…he didn’t have to. He didn’t have to settle for one. He could be greedy. He could have all of them. And the moment that wicked thought settled in his mind, a slow, brilliant smile spread across Mika’s face. He no longer saw it as a dilemma, but a dream. A future where all ten of them, the fierce, stunning mothers and their dangerously devoted daughters, were his. Together...In his arms...On his bed...A tangled mess of love, obsession, and indulgence. And for the first time, he truly looked forward to the chaos that future would bring...

Zerra Sylvaris, a celestial nine tailed fox and disciple of a famous celestial ancient beast, was transmigrated as a zombie in an apocalyptic world. She became a mindless creature with rotting flesh and an unpleasant smell. After spending most of her life solely based on zombie instinct, she emerged as the zombie king. Thus, she gradually remembered who she was. She fought to survive, fighting against superpower humans who were trying to get rid of her. She wanted to go back to her celestial world. Until she found out that the world was actually just a novel. She was a cannon fodder, the temporary zombie king before another one replaced her. The female lead was her sister, and the scumbag male lead was her fiance! And she, the annoying younger sister, was merely a stepping stone to bring their relationship closer. After countless reincarnations, she found it hopeless to go against them. Her ending was always the same, definite death.  However… she looked at the male lead in confusion. This time around, everything was weird. To quickly end this round of reincarnation, she intended to go directly jumping to the densely packed zombies, but he stopped her. Instead, his increasingly intense gaze frightened her! In her process to become a zombie king, she thought that her flesh would turn like those rotten zombies, but this time, she awakened special powers instead. Not only she kept her original fair skin, she also could control zombies. The best thing? Her supplies for several reincarnations magically remained intact on this life! It was just that, she sometimes turned into a fox. And the male lead, coveting her soft fur and cuteness... always kidnapped her. (Content warning: gore and violence)

Transported to a medieval world, I became Field—a disgraced noble. I learned women here could awaken as "Chosen Maidens"—beautiful and powerful. But before I could celebrate, my cheap father and glamorous stepmother exiled me to a monster-infested wasteland! Worse? This entire empire—no, this entire world—is rotten to the core. Cruel aristocrats, cultists worshipping horrors, unspeakable monstrosities, and conspiracies lurking everywhere... all gunning for me. *Fine. You wanna play dirty?* *I quit being human!* Sister got a fiefdom a hundred times richer? **Loot it!** Brother tending sheep peacefully? **Loot him dry!** Tribes so poor they’ve only got rags? **Straight up snatch their beauties!** Elven Queen: "Where’d my World Tree go?!" Human Emperor: "Beats me!" Demon King: *Muffled sobbing* "My succubi... all gone..." Field: *Cracks knuckles* "What a miserable world. Time to clear this godsforsaken game."

Kazuki Tanaka, a 23-year-old obsessive clean freak, dies after slipping on a soap bar in his pristine bathroom. Upon awakening, he finds himself summoned to a medieval fantasy world known for war, plague, and most of all — filth. Magic exists, but only destructive spells are valued. That is... until Kazuki discovers his unique "Sanitation Magic" — the power to clean anything, from physical dirt to curses and corruption. With his enchanted mop and a divine disinfectant spell, he becomes the world's most feared purifier. Armed with a modern mind and an OCD-level obsession for hygiene, Kazuki sets out to cleanse not only grime but the rotten hearts of tyrants, monsters, and a continent drowning in chaos. Who needs fireballs when you have bleach bombs and sterilizing fields? Join him on a squeaky-clean rampage in a filthy, magic-infested world!

“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” ***** Year 2666. Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for. When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond. A stoic, protective doctor. A brooding, dominant businessman. A charming, playful celebrity. All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what. But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. ***** Strong FL REVERSE HAREM Explicit Mature Content Character-Driven This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

In the rain-slicked, neon-drenched streets of Veridia City, one name is whispered in terror: The Vexillum Consortium. A monolithic crime syndicate whose tendrils choke every facet of life, they are the unopposed gods of the city's rotten heart. Their law is fear, their justice is death, and the police are nothing more than their neutered pets. To stand against The Vex is to beg for an end too brutal to imagine. When a desperate girl, Elara, makes a final, futile run for her life after witnessing the murder of her brother, the entire city turns a blind eye. She is prey, and The Vex are the hunters. Cornered in a dark alley, her hope extinguished, she collides with a man who is not from this city, a man with eyes that burn like embers. Kaelen "Kael" Ryker. He was only looking for a restaurant. But when he sees the girl's terror and the arrogant smirks of her pursuers, something ancient and cold within him awakens. They thought he was just another sheep to be slaughtered. They were wrong. He is the wolf the shepherds pray will never come. This is not a story of a hero. This is the story of a monster who hunts other monsters. The chronicle of a man whose power is so absolute, it inspires not just hope, but a terrifying awe. Watch as he dismantles the city's fear, piece by bloody piece, and builds an empire on its ashes, gathering a harem of deadly, beautiful women who are drawn to the irresistible gravity of his strength. He is not a hero. He is the FEARBREAKER.

Demons in Academy of Light are described as vile, dark, cruel, evil, impure, and a whole lot of other things. At least, that's how they're portrayed in the game—a sacred land where demons and dark energies aren't supposed to exist. That's how it was supposed to be... So what the hell am I supposed to do now? Thanks to my rotten luck, my soul ended up possessing the lowest-ranking demon, the one who dies at the very beginning of the story... I'm screwed! I have no other options left... If I want to survive, I have to kill the protagonist.

Isaiah Valkareth was born to be great. A direct descendant of the first Vitalis—those who healed a dying world and birthed elemental magic—he was meant to inherit power, purpose, and legacy. But at age eight, Isaiah failed his Affinity Test. And again at nine. And ten. And eleven. Now, nearly fourteen, battle-scarred and magic-less, he fights on the front lines where the realm throws its failures and expendables. Monsters pour from the Outlands. His battalion bleeds and burns. He survives, not by Aether, but by blade, instinct, and fury. When yet another summons arrives—his final test—Isaiah knows the truth: there is no miracle coming. No second chance. And when he fails again, they’ll discard him for good. And when he does, they don’t just strip him of honor. They banish him into the very Outlands he bled to fight against. Alone, betrayed, and hunted by the horrors he once stood against, Isaiah craves for revenge. And it was what he would deliver to the dominion that abandoned him. Something the realm cannot ignore.

On the day after her birthday, Laura should’ve been opening gifts. Instead, she’s bleeding to death at the hands of her best friend and ex-husband." The people she trusted the most have betrayed her. But before her final breath, Laura’s mind replays a lifetime of wounds — an abusive childhood, fleeting moments of peace, and the web of lies that led her here. As truth peels back from memory like rotten skin, Laura realizes that love was never her salvation — it was her executioner. Buried by the Ones I Loved is a raw, haunting journey of pain, betrayal, and shattered innocence. If you’ve ever trusted the wrong person... this story is for you.

This serialized story is told through the damaged lens of a mythic vigilante-haunted by a divine presence he was born with. By day, he upholds the corpse of law, by night he becomes judge, jury and executioner. The living embodiment of justice. Edward Quinn, barely twenty. Cracking under the weight of a city built to eat straight shooters alive. And Nearen - the voice of judgment that demands justice be executed. Follow the silent descent of the vigilante into the bowels of Promise City, Vault City's rotten core. And the global wreckage left behind by the rich who are too powerful to bleed. Welcome to Vault City, here, even angels bleed. Clean men become dirtied. And even Heroes fall. Affirmation of Copyright: Near/Edward Ayaka Quinn PHATKATREACTIONS Character Created: April 5th, 2025 All Rights Reserved Any unauthorised use, reproduction, adaption, or distribution of this character, his likeness, mythos, or supporting lore (including Vault City, Promise City, Nearen, The Empress, or Trillionaire and others not listed) is strictly prohibited.

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Two years of endless torrential rain drowned civilization. Cities vanished beneath rising tides, continents fractured, and the Arctic’s meltdown unleashed ancient viruses that mutated everything, humans included. Humanity thought it was the end. They were wrong. It was only the prologue. 【World Update Complete. Welcome to F.L.O.O.D. v1.0 — Full-Level Open-Online Domain.】 【All surviving humans have now been integrated into the system. Survive, evolve, expand… or perish.】 Rex Crowhurst wakes up beside a flickering bonfire, alone and half-starved. A floating interface greets him: 【Congratulations, Player. You have awakened the Hidden SSS-Tier Talent: Genesis Draw.】 【You may draw one random reward each day. Rarity: Unlimited.】 --- Day 1 Draw: A full-course steak dinner with red wine. Day 2 Draw: A gene booster that grants night vision. Day 3 Draw: Blueprint - Fortress Tower: Floating. Self-sufficient. Armed. While others scavenge rotten cans or die to mutated beasts, Rex builds a base that dominates the skies. But resources aren’t the only thing flooding in. One night, soaked in a transparent raincoat, his stunning neighbor knocks on the gate. “I haven’t eaten in three days… Can I come in?” He smirks. “What’ll you trade for shelter?”

In a world drowning in corruption and creeping madness, Kaisel de Ravengard, the cunning Duke of a once-great Duchy now in decline, hides his true intentions behind a mask of nobility. Haunted by his mother’s murder and the shadow of his family’s downfall, Kaisel wields forbidden magic and the power of the Seven Sins to unravel dark secrets buried deep within the Empire’s rotten core.As he unravels layers of conspiracy and deceit, uncovering mysteries and hidden truths, Kaisel carves a path of destruction through the corrupted aristocracy. Navigating a dangerous world where loyalty is scarce, every revelation threatens to pull him deeper into darkness in his relentless pursuit of vengeance and ultimate dominance. In a land where darkness festers beneath the surface, Kaisel’s rise threatens to unleash chaos and reshape the Empire forever.

Aside from a few of her students, 25-year-old otaku teacher Evelyn Adler found people to be rotten. Her parents' disappearance, leaving behind a massive debt, forced her into the clutches of ruthless gangsters. Believing her suffering was finally ending, she awoke to a mysterious system informing her she had been transmigrated into the worst otome game possible, 'My Protectors'. Moreover, she was reborn as a character who didn’t even exist in the original story—an insignificant extra in this new world! Then again, now going by her in-game name, Isadora, somehow ends up being the personal Knight of the feared demon queen's little sister, Veronica Hawthorn, the disabled psycho witch in the future?! What's more, that woman hates her! Whatever it was, since Isa had come to this world already, she was going to take full advantage of her existence!

After being confined in a mental asylum for years, Jin Jiuchi had just been released back to human habitation when he suddenly found himself trapped in a dangerous and thrilling survival game. Wait, is there something wrong with you all? Why do you look so scared? This world is so… exciting! For Jin Jiuchi, this beast in human clothing who was chained by society laws, the appearance of the Nightmare Cycle was akin to a dream come true! Drinking tea with a dismembered bride in a haunted apartment, dancing tango with the evil spirit in the depths of suicide forest, skipping rope with the ancient god in a forgotten civilization… Jin Jiuchi was so happy that he was going crazy! However, when he went crazy, all the players and NPCs in the cycle trembled in fear. *** There was only a beautiful jade doll who had never been afraid of him. Shen Nianzu called out softly, "Jin-ge." Jin Jiuchi, who was happily digging through a rotten corpse's stomach, suddenly dropped everything and zoomed in front of Shen Nianzu with a speed invisible to naked eyes. His eyes were curved into crescents as he asked, "What's wrong, Nian'er? Do you want to join me too?" Shen Nianzu was expressionless as he stared at the bloody man in front of him. Then he suddenly stretched out a hand, palm up. Confused, Jin Jiuchi placed his dirty paw in Shen Nianzu's hand and shook it. Shen Nianzu: “Good boy.” Jin Jiuchi: ? *** Lunatic drama king, wild beast gong x big beauty, cunning, strong-acting-weak shou Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, supernatural, psychological, mystery, slow romance, ghosts, gore, monsters, beasts, shameless protagonist, survival game, teamwork, unlimited flow, horror, suspense, younger love interest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

They burned him for being too powerful. Too beloved. Too dangerous to keep alive. Kaelar of Halren—once a war hero, a saint of the battlefield, a man whose voice could stop armies and whose hands could mend what even gods had forsaken—was betrayed by the very kingdom he bled for. Labeled a heretic. Condemned without trial. Chained to a pyre and left to die. But the fire did not finish him. Something older than kings stirred in the ash. It dragged him from the brink—not to save him, but to reshape him. Now Kaelar walks again. Scarred. Changed. No longer a saint. A villain reborn. With charm that disarms, beauty that captivates, and a slow-burning wrath colder than steel, Kaelar returns to the realm that betrayed him. Beneath false names and velvet masks, he moves through the capital’s rotten heart, gathering allies among the forgotten, the outcast, and the dangerously devoted. He is no longer here to heal. He’s here to unmake the crown. And this time, they will burn.

The name's Renjiro Koizumi, a Fudanshi, aka, a rotten BL fan. And I'm proud I am. My life is easy and peaceful, but then we had to come back from living abroad for years. When I entered high school, I was also met by my childhood friend, and surprisingly enough, I met a few new friends within the time I'm here. There's just one thing I noticed, male students here are so giving the gay vibe! Like my classmate who, I just found out, have feelings for my cold and annoying roommate. Then, a senior of mine has a secret crush on my best friend?! Two friends fell in love with each other, enemies to lovers trope. And step brothers with benefits?! As fudanshi, will I ever be able to help these boys get it on with their crushes? We'll see...!

“An unrequited love that spans across innumerable lifetimes… This time, would it be a hit, or a miss?” In her first lifetime, she was a cold-blooded assassin with thousands of vengeful blades chasing her down while in her second lifetime, she became of a human panacea destined to be sacrificed for the royal family. Finally, in her third lifetime, she transmigrated into the body of an ordinary village girl and that was all that she could ever wish for! An ordinary life! All she had to do was to somehow raise her sickly brother back to health and earn some money, and her life would be perfect! That… was what the naive Nie Ling had initially thought until one day, she was met with the familiar foul face of a certain someone. This past-life’s-rotten-peach-blossom of hers, why is he here?!!! In her first lifetime, the man hold her hand and solemnly promised her. “Wait for me, I will save you!” In her second lifetime, the man pulled her arm and vowed to her with sincere eyes. “Whatever it is that you want, I will give you! Even myself!” In her third lifetime, the man not only flattened her crops, broke her door, and offended her little brother to the point of puking blood. He had also got the audacity to point at her and proclaimed. “From now on, I will be detaining you!” The flabbergasted Nie Ling: “For what?” The shameless black-bellied man: “To be my wife!” *wink A second later, another dashing youngster came in between the two, saying with a pitiful face. "Wifey, I don't agree with this polyamorous relationship." Another cute young male quickly chimed after him. “Sis, all men are beasts! Only I, the world’s most obedient little brother, is worthy of your love!” === Updating everyday :) If you like the story, don’t forget to vote, comment, rate, and add us to your library! Tags included: #LoveTriangle #RomanticComedy #Historical #TransmigrationFantasy #Cultivation

The world lies in ruin, overrun by unstoppable ghouls. Humanity’s only weapon? Noxium — a rare metal that grants inhuman power... at a terrible cost. Kay, a brilliant but reluctant young man, only wants to survive quietly. But when his childhood friend Mira joins the Liberation Army, he follows — not out of heroism, but loyalty. Yet war is just the surface. Something rotten festers within humanity… and within himself. As missions turn into massacres and allies hide deadly secrets, Kay must face a choice: keep running from his fate — or become what he fears most. Fight. Bleed. Fall. Or become iron.

Evelyn had a normal happy life until the untimely death of her mother. Her loving father soon became an abusive drunk that would constantly beat her and her older brother Mason. After years of abuse one day Evelyn and Mason managed to escape the terror of their father, when Evelyn finally snapped and killed him. Unfortunately, even though they escaped their rotten father, their lives came to a violent and early end at the hands of a cruel fate. However, when Evelyn woke up after dying, she found herself in a dark damp place. And when she broke free from what confines her, she finds herself reborn as an owl. Follow along as Evelyn lives her second life as an owl in a world of magic and mystery, as she aims to rise up and become the strongest. So, no one can ever dictate her fate again. Warning: This novel is going to be very dark in places, especially the prologue. If you are faint of heart, I recommend you not read this novel. Artwork By Radiopaque.

I was isekai’d into another world and turned into a rotten egg due to a system error. At first, they thought I would hatch, but it turned out I wouldn’t. Instead, I was given absolute defense powers and a foul stench that could repel hungry monsters. I must survive in the deepest dungeon filled with savage monsters by absorbing their powers—by being eaten. The journey becomes more thrilling when I realize not all monsters are the same — I have to cleverly choose which ones I let eat me, so I can absorb their strength and become even more powerful. If God gives me another chance, I promise not to break eggs so easily again. I also won’t be a fried rice seller — I’ll be a chef who cooks without using eggs!

Lin Yunfeng screwed up. Big time. One mistake. That’s all it was. A stupid, drunken mistake. So why the hell was Ren Muchen chasing him down a creepy-ass abandoned hallway like a maniac?! "You slept with me and ran? Fine! Let’s see how long you last!" Uh, yeah. No thanks. Yunfeng ran faster, heart pounding—until he skidded to a stop. Right in front of a half-rotten zombie. "Oh, come on!" Before he could even process his impending doom, the thing lunged. His life flashed before his eyes. Then—WHACK. A massive axe took the zombie’s head clean off. And just like that, Muchen was grabbing his collar, hauling him up like a ragdoll. "You’re not dying," Muchen said, looking way too smug for someone who just saved his life. "Not today. Not anytime soon." Yunfeng barely got his breath back before Muchen dropped the biggest bomb ever. "Because we’re having a baby." Wait. What?! Yunfeng clutched his stomach. "H-How do you know?!" "You KNEW?!" Muchen shook him like a damn rattle. "And you still ran? Take responsibility, you bastard! We made a life!" Well. Shit. There was officially no running from this.

Si Fan, an omnipotent goddess of war from another world, reincarnated as a rich daughter with the same name, who was frail, helpless, and bullied by everyone. Due to her best friend's machinations, she suffered her own family's scorn and was disowned, becoming everyone's laughing stock."Just a piece of trash who happens to be notorious... She's nothing without the Si family now!"The goddess simply sneered and focused on her career, earning millions. She built multiple identities as the queen of boxing, the puppeteer of showbiz, the elite hacker, and the empress of investment! Even without the Si family, she lived glamorously, and life could not be better. One day, she drove into a billion-dollar mansion with a gorgeous man in her Maserati, leaving everyone stunned. Crushed by her boot, her stepfather begged for mercy in tears of regret. Her stepsister was crying and gritting her teeth. Later, her boyfriend turned out to be the big shot of a mysterious family with enormous influence over financial institutions. And then later, her true identity was revealed to be the daughter of a noble heir, and she now had four brothers who spoiled her rotten...The goddess could not stop winning. She watched as scumbags lashed out at each other beneath her because they wanted to do her dirty but could not!

There had never been silence like that. It wasn’t the absence of sound — it was presence. Heavy. Alive. A stillness that crushed memory, breath, time. Elías awakens on cracked earth beneath a sky of rotten red and black-blue. The stars above drift like bloated, decaying eyes — floating in stagnant fluid. There is no sun. No moon. Only a damp, unholy light that seeps from nowhere. The air tastes like ash and burns like guilt — and something inside him stirs. He doesn’t remember this world, but it remembers him. He doesn’t know what he lost, but it’s still bleeding. When the silence finally whispers his name, he understands: Elías is not alive. Not dead. He is what remains. And this world — whether the last, or just the next — will bleed before it forgets him again

The world plunged into an age of apocalypse, dyed crimson with blood and ash. Vibrant cities became grotesque ruins, spawning ravenous monsters and terrifying Awakened. Rune was once a brutal dominator, a symbol of power in this desolate new era. His hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies, his will an unyielding iron that tolerated no betrayal. Yet, it was those he trusted most, those he fought to protect, who plunged knives deep into his back, stripping him of everything: power, status, and the last vestiges of his humanity. Left for dead on the precipice of oblivion, Rune's soul twisted with unimaginable agony. In that moment of absolute despair, a horrific power erupted within him – Flesh Manipulation. Now, with a mere thought, he can contort muscle, shatter bone, and reshape living matter according to his cruel will. He can erupt with razor-sharp claws, morph his body into an impenetrable biological shield, or twist his foes into screaming, unrecognizable masses of organic horror. Rune rises from the ashes not as a hero, but as the very embodiment of vengeance. Every step he takes marks the end for those who betrayed him. Dark conspiracies are exposed, and rotten alliances crumble beneath his brutal hand and grotesque power. He is no longer the arrogant leader of old, but a living nightmare, an unstoppable storm of destruction. Witness the bloody path of Rune's relentless revenge and the thrilling, gruesome action that unfolds. In this ruthless world, compassion is a forgotten luxury, and only the strong dictate destiny. Will he complete his horrifying vendetta, or will he become an inescapable monster, trapped by his own destructive power?