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Queen Of Tears Manhwa

Transmigrated into a Manhwa! ?

Edward Blake never imagined that death would be the least of his worries. When a tragic accident thrusts him into the pages of Obsidian Chronicles, a manhwa he barely remembered reading, he wakes up as Edward Arclight, the disgraced Duke of a crumbling estate in the mighty Aurelis Empire. Once a powerful family that shaped the empire’s history, the Arclights now hold nothing but a hollow title and a barren land plagued by unrest and debt. The world Edward finds himself in is one of magic intertwined with relics of advanced technology. After an apocalypse a thousand years ago shattered civilization, humanity rebuilt from the ashes, blending ancient tech with powerful magic to forge kingdoms and empires. Yet this fragile society now faces a growing threat—the return of the Demon King, a malevolent being sealed away by ancient heroes during the apocalypse but never truly defeated. Edward’s headache intensifies when he realizes the manhwa’s destined protagonist—the hero meant to lead the charge against the Demon King—doesn’t exist in this version of the story. With no chosen savior and no script to follow, Edward is left with one horrifying conclusion: the responsibility to save the world might fall to him. But Edward Arclight is a duke in name only, and his people, bitter and downtrodden, see him as a symbol of failure. With dwindling resources, fractured alliances, and a land teetering on rebellion, Edward must rise from obscurity to rebuild the legacy of his house. Along the way, he discovers hidden truths about the apocalypse, the origins of the Demon King, and the mysterious artifacts of magic and technology that could hold the key to saving—or dooming—the world. Caught in a web of political intrigue, ancient prophecies, and the looming shadow of annihilation, Edward must rally reluctant allies, outwit his enemies, and awaken the power hidden within his family’s forgotten heritage. In a world where magic and technology collide and destiny has been thrown into chaos, the forgotten duke must rewrite his own fate and face the ultimate question: Can a side character defy fate and become a hero?
Epsilon224 · 145 Views

Queen Of Queens

Sally, a woman whose kindness knew no bounds, had met a tragic end. Helping an elderly woman cross the street, she was struck by a car, her face left a horrifying, unrecognizable mess. The accident stole more than just her beauty; it cost her her job, her loving boyfriend, and even the family of her aunt, who had previously embraced her as their own, cast her aside. Desperate to rebuild her life, she tried to find work, hiding her disfigured face, but her attempts were met with cruelty. Instead of compassion, she faced relentless criticism, brutal street beatings, and even stones thrown at her by those who saw her as monstrous. Alone and broken, she succumbed to the cold, harsh reality of her existence, dying a lonely death in the bitter winter. But death was not the end. She was transmigrated and occupied someone's body into a world called Myr, a land of magic and wonder. And with her, came an unexpected companion: Queen of Queens, a game she had played in her past life, a game now interwoven with her new reality. This game, a matriarchal world ruled by women, offered her a second chance, a path to redemption. By completing missions, gathering resources – especially the precious gold – she could recruit workers, troops, and powerful heroes, building her own kingdom, forging her own destiny, and escaping the harsh judgment she faced in her previous life. This time, she wouldn't be defined by her appearance, but by her strength, her resilience, and the kingdom she would build.
DayDreamer08 · 925 Views

Crimson Tears Of The Divine

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.
CelestialMountain · 2.8K Views
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