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When she was ten, she said, "When I grow up, I want to be the President!" "It's impossible, but you can be the President's wife," he replied. He gazed at her tenderly. His youthful eyes filled with deep affection, as if he wanted to give her the whole world. When she was thirty-three, due to a leak of military secrets, she was imprisoned for treason, and she saw his signature on the death sentence document. She finally understood that the so-called undying love was fake, and that power and status were the true goals. Love is just like a ghost—more talked about than seen. ... Reborn and back to the age of twenty, she opened her eyes and shouted, "I must be the President!" "But, Madam... Your husband is already the President," someone said. She was stunned for only a second, then viciously replied, "Then I'll take him down first, and I'll become the President!" A man gently pushed open the half-closed door, chuckling softly, "Did I hear wrong? Sweetie, you want to... take me down?"

"I'm Cat?" – Story Summary A strange gate opened. No one could enter. Nothing came out. But something… leaked through. Power. Twisting. Warping. Changing everything it touched. Animals went mad. Beasts evolved into monsters. The world fell into chaos. But some humans absorbed the power. And some of them... became enemies of mankind. Centuries passed. And then, someone opened their eyes again. --- I died. A stupid death. Not by sword. Not by heroism. I stepped on a butterfly mine. That was it. > — [SYSTEM ACTIVATING…] And when I woke up… I was no longer human. No warrior. No cultivator. Just... a starving kitten. In a world I didn’t recognize. Centuries after my death. Ruled by monsters and gods. A blood-soaked white panther took me in. Fed me. Carried me away. My system? Broken. Glitching. Refusing to sync. My body? Weak. Small. Pathetic. But something inside me is still alive. A memory. A name. A mistake the world tried to erase. I’m not just a cat. I’m not supposed to be here. And whatever I am… The world isn’t ready for it.

When the world ended, Clayton Hunt was just another street survivor scavenging for scraps, fighting for breath in a crumbling society on the edge of ruin. Then the sky cracked open, and the Genesis Protocols began. Dragged into Echoterra, a nightmarish trial world where survival rewrites your very soul, Clayton awakens. Not as a man, but as a seed… a goddamn seed! Stripped of his body, his memories locked behind suffocating layers, he must claw his way upward from the dirt, evolving into something far beyond human. The first trial is brutal and simple. ~----~ [Expand your territory to 100 square meters or die!] ~----~ Facing monstrous rivals, parasitic invaders, and the harsh reality of nature’s cruelty, Clayton battles not only to grow but to dominate; harnessing a feral, plantlike instinct he never knew lurked inside him. Along the way, fragments of his past leak through, reminding him who he was… and hinting at the terrifying power he might yet awaken. But survival isn’t enough. In a world where strength writes the law and weakness spells extinction, Clayton won’t just grow. He’ll thrive. And when he finally returns to the real world, it won’t be as a scavenger. It will be as a conqueror.

She was supposed to be the love of his life—until the tabloids crowned another woman in her place. Now, the world thinks she’s broken. They’re about to learn she’s dangerous. Evie Andrew thought she’d escaped her past. She had a quiet flower shop and an engagement ring from billionaire heir Tommy Mackenzie. A bright future was finally within reach. But when photos of Tommy on a secret date with glamorous socialite Alexa Donovan flood the tabloids, Evie’s fairytale explodes overnight. She is betrayed, humiliated and then... hunted. Someone is leaking her darkest secrets. Her stalker ex has returned with blackmail that could destroy everything. And the man she loves is caught between family legacy and public scandal. He’s smiling for the cameras with another woman—one who just might be trying to erase Evie from existence. As threats escalate from gossip columns to car chases and attempted murder, Evie is forced to choose: become the victim they expect, or rewrite the game. Because beneath the designer gowns and billion-dollar secrets, someone is lying. And in a world where trust is currency and love is leveraged, Evie’s about to show them what happens when a survivor stops running.

In a world where emotion fuels destruction, the greatest threat isn’t what people do—it’s what they don’t. Drive is the volatile energy born from resisting your own instincts. Repressed rage. Swallowed fear. Suppressed guilt. Most people leak it. Others wield it. And when too much builds up, it doesn’t vanish—it festers. The result? Hollows—mindless entities formed from humanity’s buried urges. They haunt the streets, feeding on tension, grief, and silence. At the center of it all is the Core Authority—a broken institution that recruits emotionally unstable teens to contain what adults caused and can't control. Failing is death. Succeeding means losing yourself anyway. In this system, being strong means being unwell—and surviving means never being whole again.

I didn’t grow up with chances. Just hard pavement, missed meals, sirens at night, and a cracked ceiling that leaked when it rained. My voice? Just noise to most people. Another kid talking big in a world that don’t listen. But then something changed. A screen popped up. A voice came through. Not from a phone, not from a speaker, from somewhere deeper. A system. A mission. A path I never asked for, but maybe always needed. Now every line I spit hits harder. Every verse sharpens me. Every crowd I face feels like another boss battle. My pain? It’s fuel. My trauma? It’s data. My voice? Finally, it’s got weight. I’m hungry. I want this. But this world don’t give without taking. People who used to ride with me are falling back. Love’s starting to feel like a trap. Labels flash checks with strings I can’t see. Enemies? They’re not just on the outside. This system might make me a legend. But if I’m not careful, it’ll make me lose everything else. So the question is… how far am I willing to go to become the greatest rapper alive?

Step 1: Eat a nuke. Step 2: Become a god. Step 3: Complain about how much your eyes hurt. Sil Lan wanted nothing from life. Just some quiet. Some trading. Maybe a smoke. Then space crack appear on Earth, mana leak and he awakened an S-rank ability so broken, even reality flinched. The Eyes of Miracles. Now he can create anything. Change anything. As long as he’s got the energy. Good thing he’s surrounded by nuclear warheads.

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

Bella Rivers didn’t come to Whitethorn Academy looking for a second chance. She came to disappear in a new world. After a scandal blew up her life back home, she wanted to be somewhere no one knew her name — not the boy who leaked her nudes, and especially not the best friend who gave nothing but pure evil in return for her love. Fresh in a new school in the heart of the forest — much to Bella’s preference — she blends in like a chameleon. Sensing the energy from the last living descendant of the cursed Moonblood line, four boys — powerful and untouchable, the Greek gods — start circling around her like they’ve picked up a scent. “Did I become this beautiful overnight?” Bella questions herself. But when her skin burns beneath the moonlight and a mark blooms on her wrist like wildfire, Bella realizes she didn’t come here to escape her past. In fact, she possesses something entirely sensational — wilder than her dreams. Whatever’s been sleeping inside her? It has awakened hungry. And it doesn’t care who it burns to reclaim its throne.

In a world where magic was sealed away and children with powers were hunted, the academies were meant to help, but instead, they created weapons and prisoners. When the ancient seal breaks, magic leaks back into reality, unraveling a fragile balance built on fear and lies. Among the chaos rise fractured minds, twisted loyalties, and those who must face the darkness within themselves and the world around them. Shards of a Broken Seal follows a tangled web of characters: marked youths, undercover allies, and exiled royalty all caught in a slow-burning rebellion against a corrupt system determined to silence the Enchanted. This is not a story of heroes and villains. It is a story of survival, identity, and the painful cost of power in a world where nothing is black or white. Brace yourself for a dark fantasy of shattered seals, broken minds, and a world forever changed.

But will he succeed… Can Vikram truly stop these twisted demons—creatures who slaughter humans by making their intestines explode from within, all by simply shoving cursed feathers into their ass ? From the divine mind of Brahma, the god of creation, came not only beauty and order—but also the flaws of existence. One such flaw was born from his back, not his heart or mind—a symbol of neglect. That flaw took form as Adharma, the embodiment of impropriety. Adharma married Mithya, the goddess of falsehood, who twists truth and clouds clarity. From their union came Dambha (Vanity), representing arrogance born from lies, and Maya (Illusion), his sister and future wife, who wraps the world in deception. Dambha and Maya gave birth to Krodha (Anger)—the violent force of pride and frustration. He, too, married his sister, Himsa (Violence)—a being that thrives on pain and destruction. From them was born Kali—not a god, but a force destined to rule the final age due to his bloodline connection to Brahma. Thus began Kali Yuga, an era fated to last 432,000 years—a time where neither gods nor demons are allowed to intervene in the human realm. But one demon rebelled—Rudra. Seeking to overthrow Kali, he unleashed chaos on the human world, shattering the divine balance and leaking celestial power into the mortal realm. As humans unknowingly begin to awaken to these powers, the order of the universe teeters on collapse. To stop this spiral, the gods choose a protector for Earth: Vikram. His destiny is not to conquer, but to restore balance—to walk the line between gods, demons, and mankind… and maintain cosmic order.

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]

"I am never going to accept you. " I don't care that your my fated mate, it's never going to happen. Why don't you just go and keep sleeping with every girl you come across, or are you already tired of being a whore. She grits her teeth, making Haze frown. "Don't fucking call me that" He says Immediately, trapping her against the wall, trying to fight his wolf for dominance, when he feels a spark surge through his body. The mating bond was itching at his skin. She was sure he could smell the Pheromone scent leaking off her. He took a deep breathe as he tried to control him self , letting out a heavy sigh and a little chuckle. "You'll be mine sooner or later, and when that happens, you'll be moaning my name out of those sweet pump limps. He says leaning closer into her neck and inhaling her scent, leaving no space between them. Haze is used to having any and every woman he wants at his disposal. He was 21, devilishly handsome and without a mate, he believed his mate never existed. Bella was used to being the outcast and punching bag of her pack. she had been bullied and down on by her family and pack. She attends a party with her family where she meets Haze , who is the alpha of his pack and her fated mate. She is disheartened and refuses to accept him as her mate. She had only met him but quickly disliked the fact that he was is a womanizer and had been with more girls than she could count. But Haze is persistent to win her heart and right his wrongs. Will she give in to the mating bond and accept him, or make his life a living hell.

In a world where gods are dead and their ruins leak the power of creation, one mage is about to break every law of magic. Lucian was born with a bloodline too potent for the world to ignore — heir to arcane brilliance, cursed with expectation, and exiled by fate. Trained in sword and spell, Lucian seeks more than strength. He seeks understanding — of mana, of Aether, of the silent war raging beneath the continent’s surface. But when forbidden dungeons begin to crack reality, when saints clash, echoes of gods roams the lands and demons whisper from beyond, Lucian finds himself hunted by cults, tested by ancient relics, and haunted by a name: Nullum. Bonded to trusted allies and his mastery of magic, Lucian must battle knights, seers, and sins — all while uncovering the mystery of who he truly is… And what he’s meant to become. ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ Note: Cover photo isn't mine. Might release a brainrot novel too(something like idk transmigration into an apocalyptic fantasy world with an SSS rank 100% extraction skill and a Godly Harem. Expect faceslapping and fanservice cus why not? :])

The Tower is a prison. Its prisoner is a dying god. And the sickness that killed it is beginning to leak. Erik Thorne is an accident, a soul from another world, an Anomaly that unravels everything he touches. His friends, the only family he has ever known, are becoming living weapons, twisted by his very existence. To save them, he must lead them into the Tower: a sentient, broken machine that knows him, and responds with hostile, unpredictable logic. Within its walls, truth is a lie and history is more real than the stones beneath their feet. As they climb, they uncover a war older than any kingdom, a war against the endless, silent void waiting at the end of all stories. To save the world, Erik must find a weapon; to save his friends, he must find a cure for himself. But what if the only cure is to be unwritten?

‎At just twenty, Christy Scott has lost everything. Betrayed by the people she trusted most, she’s left homeless, jobless, and barely surviving as a dancer in a strip club. ‎ ‎Then Kendrick Black walks in, billionaire, emotionally ice-cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy his reputation. He offers her a deal: pose as his girlfriend for ninety days to kill rumors questioning his masculinity. For Christy, it’s survival. For him, it’s damage control. It’s supposed to be business. Nothing more. ‎ ‎But living under Kendrick’s roof turns out to be more than she bargained for. His manipulative sister wants her gone. His childhood sweetheart plays a twisted game. And worst of all, her ex, the same man who crushed her heart, is now Kendrick’s driver, watching her every move. ‎ ‎Just when Christy starts to find her footing, everything comes crashing down. A leaked video from her past blows up online. Her name, her dignity...shattered. In a desperate attempt to escape the media storm, she’s caught in a brutal accident. ‎ ‎She wakes up in a stranger’s home...Kendrick’s best friend. And with him, the truth: she’s not just anyone. She’s the missing daughter of the powerful Lancaster family. And she’s carrying Kendrick Black’s child. ‎ ‎Now the girl everyone once dismissed is coming back stronger. With fire in her eyes, a baby in her belly, and the truth at her back, Christy is no longer the victim. She’s the storm. ‎ ‎But when the man who couldn’t protect her comes begging for her love, can she forgive him? ‎ ‎Or will she become the bride who burns it all to the ground?

The Hidden Ranker Synopsis: Lucien Drex is a first-year nobody at Arcanum Academy — lazy, unranked, and always missing from class. He naps through spell theory, avoids duels like the plague, and somehow convinces everyone he’s too weak to matter. But beneath the yawn and sarcasm lies something far more dangerous. Lucien doesn’t fight with power. He wins with traps, mind games, and sigils nobody else understands — because he helped design the system in secret before anyone knew his name. And when his old identity starts to leak through the cracks of Arcanum’s elite society, so do the enemies who erased him once before. Now, secret organizations like the Pale Sigil want him as a pawn. Rival prodigies try to expose him. And one girl — Seraphina Vale — might just remember the day he rewrote a forbidden flame sigil and disappeared from existence. Too bad Lucien just wants a nap. With sarcastic plans, manipulated professors, and terrifyingly accurate "accidents," Lucien slowly breaks the Academy’s ranking system from within — all while hiding the truth:

> They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. For Hannah Lipitin, what almost killed her was her own leaked video. Now, armed with a seriously bad reputation and a burning desire for payback, Hannah's about to learn that the most dangerous friendships are the ones you never see coming. Enter Stephen: new to town, carrying her own secrets, and fixated on Hannah's spectacular fall from grace. Is Stephen a savior, a saboteur, or just someone who enjoys watching the world burn? Buckle up for a story of twisted loyalties, social warfare, and the electrifying question of who you can really trust when your life goes viral for all the wrong reasons. >

He was built to survive the end of the world. But no one taught him how to live afterward. Ten years ago, Leo Vance erased a city—and then vanished into silence. Now, he lives alone in a high-security containment shell, watched like a warhead that still might detonate. Officially, he's a living weapon. Unofficially, he’s a man unraveling at the seams. His powers are unstable. His memories are fractured. His emotions are… dangerous. But someone wants to fix that. Dr. Aris Thorne doesn’t see a weapon. She sees a person buried beneath layers of grief, guilt, and government programming. Through fragile therapy sessions and impossible questions, she dares Leo to look inward—at the trauma he’s sealed away. When a leaked video exposes him to the world again, Leo is forced to navigate a collapsing boundary between who he was made to be… and who he might become. Can you heal while being watched? Can you feel when you were never meant to? Can you trust someone enough to let them into the very core of your wound? Because if Leo loses control again—emotionally or otherwise—the next explosion won’t be contained to a crater. Themes: Emotional Healing Power vs. Humanity Therapy and Trust Identity Crisis Guilt and Redemption Man vs. Control System Loneliness in a Monitored World Weaponization of Trauma Silence, Rage, and the Breaking Point

Kim Woo-jin, a college freshman, is caught off guard when a mysterious leak in his dorm bathroom leads him to his suspicious neighbor, a handsome Russian painter named Caesar. Despite his initial concerns, Woojin brushes off the strange encounter and goes about his day. On his way home from school, however, he inadvertently witnesses Caesar disposing of a body and realizes he's unwittingly become embroiled in a dangerous situation. Overwhelmed but determined, Woojin becomes obsessed with uncovering the truth and bringing Caesar to justice, launching a thrilling and perilous investigation that tests his courage and resourcefulness. As Kim Woojin investigates the mysterious Russian painter Caesar, he stumbles upon a peculiar camera in an alleyway near his dorm. Little does he know that this camera holds the key to unraveling the truth about Caesar’s dark past. Driven by his need for justice and armed with the camera, Woojin ventures deeper into the danger, using the camera’s footage to navigate a web of deceit and uncover shocking secrets that could cost him his life. The tension escalates as he races against time to expose Caesar’s crimes before they catch up to him.

Câu chuyện về nhân vật chính tên Hitsuki Akeru, cậu đi tìm những người thực hiện kế hoạch của mình. Trong phần truyện này, cậu đã gặp và đặt tên cho một cậu bé là Hitsuki Michio trong tình cảnh thế giới của cậu ta bị hủy diệt bởi một vị vua phản nghịch. Michio sẽ phải gánh trọng trách bảo vệ thế giới của bản thân mình khỏi tương lai mà các vị vua sẽ tới để đem lại tai hoạ. Đây là hành trình Michio khám phá thế giới, tự trải nghiệm, học hỏi và dần trở nên mạnh mẽ hơn sau hàng trăm thất bại và thành công khác nhau cùng với những người bạn của mình. Link Discord nếu bạn muốn hỏi về tác phẩm. Đôi khi tôi sẽ leak trước ý tưởng của truyện lên đây. https://discord.gg/uR4GNVGs

WPC JULY 2025 Once, Auren Voss was a ruthless CEO — a man whose handshake felt like a contract with the devil. Betrayed by his own board and shot down at his 102-story penthouse, he opens his eyes again… not in a hospital, but in the rotting shell of an abandoned prince. Prince Caelus Babylon was the kingdom’s greatest shame — born with a cursed soul too powerful for his frail body. Cast out to a forgotten castle, left to rot under leaking ceilings and moldy tapestries, everyone waited for the day the “Soulcursed” heir would die quietly. They got their wish. Except Caelus didn’t stay dead. Now, with the memories of a dying prince and the mind of a cold-blooded corporate predator, Auren inherits more than a body — he inherits a single chance to claw back life from a kingdom that threw him away. His soul still burns too bright for his fragile body. His kingdom is rotting on borrowed time. His name is spoken like a curse by those who cast him out. Swearing he will find a solution for his illness, a Redline suddenly appears and leads him to an answer no sane people would dare touch: a demon’s bargain. Abandoned and forgotten? That’s good. I’ll secretly build my power with demons.

In a broken world where the Abyss leaks nightmares into reality, Kael inherits more than his father’s machetes—he inherits a war no one can win. Sector 7 is a graveyard of forgotten hopes. The Blessed, warriors bound by cursed Contracts with the Abyss, fight to protect those who despise them. Among them is Kael, wielding his father’s twin blades and a Contract that makes him unkillable—until he completes the Abyss’s cruel tasks. When a Shrieker swarm breaches the outpost, Kael discovers the truth: his father’s final mission was to kill a First-Class Abyss Monster, not just mindless creatures. Now, hunted by the corrupt UWN government, tormented by the Covenant’s lies, and stalked by the Hollow—a living weapon forged from humanity’s desperation—Kael must decide: - Is his father’s dream of peace a delusion? - Why does the Abyss whisper his name like an old friend? - How far will he go to carve a safe haven from the dark? Perfect for fans of: - The Broken Empire’s grim brutality - Attack on Titan’s desperate last stands - The Locked Tomb’s cosmic horror undertones

"Plop -" Surrounded by river water, cold and bone-chilling. Li Sheng suddenly opened her eyes and found herself sinking in the water, suffocating, her chest about to explode! What's going on? Didn't she already die? Why was she in the water? Without time to think, Li Sheng struggled to swim upstream. Luckily, the water wasn't as deep as she had imagined, and soon she broke the surface. On the bank, dozens of eyes stared at her in shock. "How did she come up? Doesn't she not know how to swim?”Water splashed everywhere! The group of people who wanted to punish her were all stunned! This country bumpkin...how did she suddenly become a different person? Li Sheng's cold and sharp gaze slowly swept over their faces, and she asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" As soon as the words came out,she felt something was wrong. This wasn't her voice! Moreover, she clearly remembered that she was already dead! As the first female war god, she was ambushed by the enemy while carrying out a top-secret mission, and the plan was leaked! She didn't even know who the traitor was who leaked the plan until she died! But now...she was still alive? A hint of confusion flashed in Li Sheng's eyes. In the cold wind, her frail figure swayed, and the pain of drowning just now kept surging up. Li Sheng's eyes went black and she fainted.

"This world is... doomed?" Two centuries ago, the roots of every dimension began manifesting fissures, causing distortion to the flow of energy and time. Since then, worlds continued to crumble and be destroyed caused by errors from the loclines. The designated root of every dimension was akin to a dysfunctional pipe, leaking its contents hence scattering across the universe. Those abandoned by their own dimension were moved to another, eventually leading to its destruction. "Golden Carnations" Ones who came from another world Destined to possess magnificent power While they continue to exist, they will gain nothing but luck, strength, and talent, helping them adapt to the new environments they'll face. Indeed they are able to yield incredible power. But remember, no matter the beauty of a flower, even proper care, water, and light cannot help it escape from wilting.

An entity that views every world nor universe they visit on a 3rd person perspective. Always the passerby in life watching and observing on the sideline, sometimes they were called melon eaters watching the show between a protagonist versus the antagonist and lastly, they don’t care above anything except the safety of each member of their racial race. The old primordial creator asks the man, why not take my position and manage the whole upper origin plane. The male replied I refuse why asks me an individual with deteriorated emotions, do you think I can do it because I’m stronger than you? Shrugging his shoulder facing the old one, I’m just a high human that throws everything he had to achieve what I’m now. The old one heard his reason and spoke. Then I will not force you, you and your two sisters can stay in any universe here in origin plane. Lastly, should I still call your race high human that exceed the level of primordial realm “Tier 15” but didn’t step on the unknown realm? Without thinking he just responded directly like a joke, just call us bystander. #TryingToMakeANovel #1stTime

“He is here again”, I murmured to myself as I could feel the air shift in the room. I pulled my nightgown down to cover myself as cold and warmth enveloped me in a soothing embrace. It felt like a warm blanket had been wrapped around me. He smelled faintly of dark vanilla and something musky, something warm. I could feel his breath on my skin before the bed dipped. He pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me. I closed my eyes and waited for his soothing murmurs in my ears. “Did you miss me”? He moaned into my ears. Alora Lance has been haunted by a faceless man who visits her dreams for as long as she can remember. His touch is electric, and his presence is peaceful and intoxicating but her waking life is anything but magical. She has nothing except a leaking roof over her head and a ruthless landlord threatening eviction. Then one day, she finds herself in a mating ceremony she was not supposed to attend. One accidental step into a world that should not exist. And everything changes. Dragged into a world that doesn't make sense in real life, Alora finds herself pulled into a past she knows nothing about and the enigmatic gaze of the man that had haunted her dreams except this is not a dream, it's a nightmare she may never escape, especially when the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack marks her with a single look. And in his eyes, she is no longer invisible. She begins to question everything about her life and her past.

Matthew, a 25-year-old otaku, never imagined his obsession with fantasy worlds would turn into reality—until a fatal gas leak ended his life and transported him to another world. But this wasn’t the second chance he hoped for. Born as the illegitimate son of an affair, his very existence was a stain on his family’s honor, and his father relentlessly sought to kill him. Yet Matthew, now Claude, survived, again and again, driven by an unyielding will to live. Until one day he discovered his power darkness. Feared and reviled in this world, dark mages were hunted and burned alive. Knowing his gift could become his downfall, he trained in secret under Theo, his true father. When he turned sixteen, he, his mother, Dalia, and Theo planned their escape from the small town. But their attempt was thwarted by knights and clerics from the Promised Land. Though he narrowly escaped with his life, the cost was high—his family’s safety shattered. Wounded and desperate, Matthew fled to the fabled Elysian Plains, the last hope for those like him. However, just as they neared Elysium, Claude was struck down by the Saint—killed in an instant. Yet, against all odds, he lived again. The voice of the man before him confirmed it. “You are the descendant of the Lord of Calamity. I grant you this kingdom and the power to crush all who stand in your way.” The man’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Write your own bloody history, Claude. Until we meet again, I expect you to have conquered this world.” And with that, Claude awakened to a power beyond his imagination—the legendary system he had longed for. Yet, as he soon realized, it was no system at all. [Oh? So you expect me to be like the ones in your memories?] [A system that grants you quests and guides your hand?] [Very well.] [Welcome to the Elysium of Darkness System, Lord of Calamity.] A series of commands etched themselves into his mind, each word dripping with ominous purpose. [Your first quest has been issued.] [Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]

Mike17: The Exposure – Synopsis When a masked figure hijacks global broadcasts, claiming he can detonate every nuclear bomb on Earth, the world descends into panic. But it’s not just a threat — it’s backed by horrifying proof: leaked files from every major intelligence agency, exposing operatives and crippling global defense. In the heart of the chaos stands Mike, a brilliant CIA analyst who sees patterns no one else can. As the mysterious attacker gains influence, over 38% of elite agency officers begin turning to his side, hypnotized by his message — or something darker. Mike must uncover the truth behind the mass defection, decode the real agenda behind the leaks, and track down the man behind the screen before the world erupts. The countdown has begun. This is no cyber war. This is exposure. And Mike17 might be the only one who can stop it.

In June 2025, a devastating plane crash near Hyderabad kills over 500 people. Among the suspected victims is Andhra Pradesh’s Home Minister, Rathnadevi, a formidable woman known for her fierce stance against corruption. But when her body isn't found, questions begin to swirl. In New York, Anushree, an intelligence officer and Rathnadevi's estranged sister, sees the news and returns to India. Media frenzy explodes. But Anushree, sharp and composed, redirects the attention: “Many died. Not just her. Don’t forget them.” As she investigates, Anushree meets Naveen, a quiet aspiring detective from Chennai who insists on helping. A villager’s report changes everything: someone saw Rathnadevi in a forest hours after the crash. The duo follows the trail. They find Rathnadevi alive—hiding in a forest ashram. She admits she skipped the flight to mourn her dead lover, killed years ago by their father’s political ambition. The pass she gave her aide led to the crash—and she’s been silent ever since. Anushree reveals something darker: the crash was orchestrated. Rathnadevi was being targeted. Files exposing aviation corruption were meant to be leaked—files on that very plane. Rathnadevi surrenders. Arrests follow. Truths unravel. At a mass funeral for the unidentified victims, Anushree thanks Naveen for his help. As they sit by the river, she finally asks: “Why did you really come to help?” Naveen hesitates. Then, quietly: “Because my family was on that flight. I just… never told anyone.” She stares at him in silence. Words fail. But sometimes, silence says everything.