Genshin Verdict

This is a world ruled entirely by sorcerers. Robb, born with weak spiritual aptitude, is dragged into the Black Mist Jungle. His guide sneers as he delivers the verdict: “Fail the trial within a year, and I’ll personally dissect your brain.” On the brink of despair, something awakens deep within Robb’s consciousness—a mysterious class change panel: [Necromancer]→ Forge a Soul Vessel→ [Undying] [Solar Knight]→ [Temper your body within a star]→ [Radiant Sovereign] [Timewarden]→ [Capture a Temporal Paradox]→ [Sovereign of Antiquity] Amid a tide of chaos where sorcery clashes with divinity, Robb aspires to ascend and become the strongest of them all!

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. A ghost in his own skin, haunted by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else: A new viewpoint. And a question no one else was asking. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a forgotten, F-tier “hero” in the digital world of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. It doesn’t hand out points. It doesn’t reward popularity. It exists for one reason alone: To pass judgment on the heroes who think they’re untouchable. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are manufactured scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor’s edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted hierarchy of power, surveillance, and illusion, his blade becomes justice. As he hunts them one by one, his judgement zones carve truth into lies. Every sentence burns a legacy. Every sin carries a weight. And real justice finally gets a voice. - - - - - - - The alley was soaked, wall to wall with blood and rain. C-tier Hero "Rot" slammed Hidesuke through a rusted vent, sending shards of metal skittering across the floor. “You don’t get to judge me, you fucker!” he roared, face littered with ugly wounds and eyes wide with fury. Hidesuke coughed, blood in his teeth, and pushed himself up. “Thirty-five victims,” he rasped. “How many more must go down in silence before you feel any remorse?” Rot surged forward again, his palm bursting with hydroforce. Hidesuke didn't dodge. All conditions were met. It was time to end this. > “I bear witness.” Then the world around them split in half. Light scorched the pavement as the Judgment Zone warped reality, replacing every structure within the radius. The rain stopped midair. Sound bent in place. Everything froze except Hidesuke—and Rot, now locked inside with him. > “Violation of Article Nine.” > “You turned their lungs into breeding sites for your filthy worms.” Rot screamed, lunging again. But the chains found him first, wrapping around his legs, arms, throat. They hissed against his skin, burning through his armor and piercing his flesh. > “Sin Weight: 46.” > “Victim Count: 35.” > “Verdict confirmed.” Hidesuke walked toward him, limping slightly, voice steady. > “They desperately begged you for air. Yet you used them like lifeless objects.” > “Let this be your last breath.” His hand closed around the final seal. The glyphs flared red—then white. Veil didn’t get a last word. - - - - - - - [ ! ] If you've been looking for a story with a unique plot and background, congrats you've found the one. Don't waste any more time. Dive right in... p.s. try not to drown. [ ! ] The first few chapters are evenly-paced and mostly of slice-of-life. The system doesn't make a real appearance until a little later, after a condition is met. [ ! ] Discord server dropping soon.

In a time and place where one’s soul can be morphed into a weapon, there are modern-day magicians called Mage-Knights. Although Kurogane Ikki is a student at an institution that trains Mage-Knights, he has no particular talent in magic and is labeled the “Failure Knight” or “Worst One.” Getting way less than average marks in the scorings, he was forced to repeat a year. But with the arrival of a new head of the institution, a new rule was created: knights whose abilities are compatible, as decided by the board, must share rooms and attend practice and training together throughout their school years to bring up their abilities to the max. It is a rule to implement the absolute verdict of ability. Ikki’s roommate, Stella Vermillion, turns out to be a princess of another foreign country. Stella is a Rank A knight: the type of genius in magic who only appears once a decade. When Ikki walked in on her while she was changing her clothes, it caused a huge misunderstanding, which eventually ended up in a duel between the two of them. The punishment for the losing side is Eternal Submission to the winning side. Forced to live the same room and practice magic together throughout all their school years, how will Stella and Ikki’s relationship evolve? ————————————————— DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This is English Translation of Japanese Light Novel. All Rights are own by author http://readonlinenovels.com/nv/09fd870bdece4ec0/rakudai-kishi-no-eiyuutan/253334-h

The world has already fallen. Beneath the merciless Skyroot Dome, forgotten whispers twist reality. Rayne, one of the remaining few humans, inherits a curse he never asked for—an evolving power that devours more of his soul with every kill. In the shadows of the colossal, strength has a price. It always collects it’s due. At the story’s edge begins a quiet storm: A world dies. A boy survives. And the Spire awaits. X - @DaemonsVrdt

Penelope is reincarnated into a book she read as a kid — as Penelope Ashdown. The first thing she sees when she wakes up? A judge. An audience. Turns out, she’s on trial for the long list of crimes Ashdown had committed. And regardless of the verdict, she's scheduled to die in a week on her way to prison. Being a doctor in her past life doesn't help. Belonging to a powerful noble house doesn't help. Being rumored to have magical powers definitely doesn't help. Her only shot at survival? Vicious wit and a lucky encounter with a nobleman so beloved by society, they’ve never bothered to check what he really is.

In Arcadia, power is determined by one thing — your Awakening. For Leon Graves, the verdict was final: F-Rank Necromancer. Weakest class. Lowest rank. A joke to the world. He lost everything that day — the respect of his peers, the promise of a hunter's future, and even the loyalty of his best friend. Left with nothing but shame, poverty, and a dying mother he couldn’t afford to save, Leon was supposed to fade into the slums of Armathor. But fate had other plans. That night, a glowing blue screen appeared before him: [Zombie Lord System Activated] Unlike the normal hunter systems, this one let him raise the dead — not as mindless puppets, but as evolving warriors with real strength, real tactics... and real loyalty. “F-Rank? I’ll show you what a real rank looks like.” Thrown into a brutal world of dungeon tests, corrupted guilds, and dimensional rifts, Leon doesn’t just fight to survive — he fights to rise. Because when the world discards you, you don’t beg for a seat at the table. You build your own army and take the damn throne.

Standing as the empire’s sharpest mind — a genius defense attorney with a perfect record and a reputation as cold as the steel he wielded in court. For years, he served the powerful, burying scandals, silencing enemies, and rewriting the law itself with surgical precision. They called him The Black Verdict, and they were right — he didn’t fight for justice. He fought to win. Until the empire turned on him. Framed, discarded, and marked for death, Lin Jian plays one final move — a silent, precise strike meant to unfold only after he’s gone. But death isn’t the end. When he opens his eyes, it’s in a world of war banners, ancient dynasties, and battlefield blood. The face is different. The time, unfamiliar. But the mind—sharp, cold, unrelenting—is still his. And in this new world, strategy may be more dangerous than any sword. Surrounded by enemies, haunted by a past he never lived, Lin must once again navigate power, loyalty, and control—only this time, from within a legend not his own. Because this time, he isn't playing defense. He’s rewriting the story—one calculated move at a time. ***** Disclaimer: If you’re looking for a main character who one-slaps every enemy into the dirt — this isn’t that kind of story. MC doesn’t power up overnight. His rise is slow, strategic, and earned step by step. Also, The system isn’t an all-powerful cheat that hands out instant strength or glory. It acts more like a guide—offering information, tracking progress, and rewarding completed tasks. Everything else, the protagonist must earn with his own hands. There are no “Heaven’s Chosen” to insta-dominate, no villains gobbling up protagonists like pokemon. This world hits back — hard — and every victory will come at a cost. If you're here for mind games, long plays, and a villain who builds empires with brains over brawn... welcome. ******

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

Betrayed. Executed. Reborn with a system that judges the wicked. Lucien Graves was a rising star of the Radiant Lotus Temple—until he was framed for stealing forbidden techniques and sentenced to death by those he once called family. Beheaded beneath the Sky Pillar Rift, his soul should’ve been erased. Instead, he was chosen. "Lucien Graves. You were condemned unjustly. Now, you shall become the executioner of the heavens." Returned to life seven days before his death, Lucien awakens the Heavenly Executioner System—a divine relic that lets him see karma, pass judgment, and execute the corrupt in exchange for power. Every sinner he slays fuels his cultivation. Every traitor he exposes brings him closer to the truth. But the deeper he digs, the more he learns: the real enemy isn't just the sect... it's the entire Heavenly Order. In a world where might makes right, Lucien doesn’t seek mercy. He seeks verdicts. And he’s come back to deliver them all.

Ryan, a wealthy entrepreneur, had built his business empire using the inheritance left by his parents after their tragic demise in an accident. One day, his office was raided by city officials following allegations of tax evasion. Shocked by the accusation, Ryan was confident he had been paying taxes annually through checks handed to his secretary. His secretary, equally stunned, convinced Ryan that foul play was at hand. Despite finding no evidence of wrongdoing during the raid, the officials insisted on shutting down Ryan's business for further investigation. Frustrated, Ryan pursued legal action, but the court delayed its verdict, granting the tax officer more time to fabricate evidence. As Ryan's predicament became public, influential allies distanced themselves from him. One day, Ryan received a mysterious call asking him to meet at a renowned city restaurant. Skeptical but desperate, he arrived to find the tax officer who had orchestrated the raid. Furious, Ryan considered leaving but stayed, thinking of his employees who depended on the business reopening. With a stoic expression, he asked the officer why he had called. The officer revealed his motive: he wanted a bronze cauldron Ryan had purchased at an auction. The city lord's son desired it as a birthday gift for his father, a collector of ancient artifacts. Ryan had bought the cauldron to support a charity for the elderly and had since forgotten about it. Though angered, Ryan agreed to hand it over to resolve the matter. Returning home, Ryan retrieved the cauldron from his collection room. Before proceeding, he recorded a video recounting the restaurant meeting and sent it to his secretary and close friends, instructing them to release it to the press if anything happened to him. While packing the cauldron, Ryan accidentally cut his finger, and his blood dripped onto the artifact. To his astonishment, the cauldron emitted a bright light, shrank, and shot into his forehead, piercing it. Ryan collapsed, unconscious, and suffered a fatal head injury. His friends, alarmed by his silence, rushed to his home and found him lifeless. Enraged, they released the video to the press, sparking a massive scandal. The city lord's son and his accomplices were arrested for their crimes. Meanwhile, Ryan's soul was transported to another world, marking the beginning of his immortal journey.

Accused of murder. Imprisoned by the elite Defended by a man she can't trust. Billionaire heiress Allegra Virelli must survive a secret trial- and out wit the masked enemies who want her silenced forever. Secrets. Seduction. Survival. The Heiress's Secret Trial is a glamorous psychological thriller for fans of dark romance and twisted power games. A novel by JENNIE_Darke_1307. Allegra Virelli, the glamorous heir to a global empire, is accused of murdering her fiance, Leo D'Aragon - a man as beloved by the public as he was feared in private. She's kidnapped and forced into a covert tribunal run by elites who police the scandals of the rich without involving real law. Her only hope? Caspian Rhys, a mysterious legal fixer with a brutal past and his own reasons for defending her. As secrets unravel - about Leo, about the court, about Allegra herself -she must fight not just justice, but for truth, love, and survival. But someone wants her buried before the final verdict is read.

Bang! another gunshot rang in her ears followed by the endless barrage of curses from her captors. "Can't believe these bitches actually opened fire on us !" said the minion closest to her. "Seems they don't want you to get out of this alive princess "He said, his voice dripping with bloodlust. Daphne's heart raced , her thoughts full of self pity." It never seems to end does it ?" She thought. This was the fourth foster home that had been reduced to ruins immediately after adopting her . People would soon think she was cursed . Maybe she was. Who knows. Suddenly she was yanked out of her thoughts by the loud bang of the door. "Bring her out here !" said a burly dangerous looking man ."Yes Sir!!"said the minions finally pulling her off the floor . She winced as her bruises and deep wounds scraped furniture around her. She was led out of the wooden shed-like house and onto a concrete pavement where she was tossed to the ground. She landed with a thud on the pavement bruising her knees even more. She didn't even lift her head knowing she couldn't face the family that had taken her in with kind hearts. The one she had now torn apart . She felt someone grab her by the hair and pull her head up. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she silently endured the pain on her scalp. As she opened her eyes she saw her foster mom looking directly at her,teary eyed. "What's the verdict mama?" Asked one of the goons while shoving her face to the side. "Can we have her for tonight then you come get her tomorrow?"he said while stripping her with his eyes . Daphne shivered under his intense gaze. Unable to shake off the feeling of being violated . Meanwhile her parents turned their backs on her got into their luxury sports car and left her on the road in the hands of those ruffians . She couldn't help but feel a sense of abandonment and hopelessness.

The only promise in life was death. I had been born a penniless nobody in a world where magic ranked a soul. Yet I was content. I had loving parents and a bright-eyed sister, Lucy. She was everything. Then the nobles took them. They said Father had insulted a lord. So they killed him—and Mother. Our own relatives shut their doors, too scared to shelter me and a ten-year-old girl. We begged. No one helped. This town failed us. This kingdom failed us. This empire failed us. All humanity failed us. At fifteen, I died in a gutter, holding Lucy’s cold body. But death showed mercy. It sent me back—reborn with the most forbidden power: Death-magic. One price: fight in a hidden war among the heavens, a war that was never mine. I accepted. Now I wield the magic that ends all things. Let gods gather, let worlds fall—none can stand against me. I am the final verdict. I am Death made flesh.

Jaune died and gets reincarnated in the world of teyvat. What he expected was to get on an adventure and meet his favorite characters. But it seems like the Heavenly Principles don't like that idea. It seems that Jaune can't be perceived by people. How tragic. What will he do now? ---- This is my first fanfic. I got the idea from Unusual_'s (check his works out) forget me not. It has been over a year since the last update and I wanted to take my own spin at it. The only similarities with the Unusual_'s book is that it start of in fontaine.

A Bear Grylls fan got reincarnated to Tevat for unknown reasons it is a journey of our protagonist finding his path and happiness

This book contains Hololive fanfics and Genshin Impact Fanfics, as well as some of my original characters. No Synopsis! The stories here are oneshots. Some stories are deeply disturbing, please read with discretion, so please don't report me. Writing styles may vary cause I've wrote them in a long time gaps each. They're short and easily readable. Good for light readers

The sound of slicing carrots from the kitchen was overoded with whatever sort of noise from the room of the other side. Not that the lady minded anyways, it was a sort of comfortable noise and reassurance that the kids do enjoy it here and held a certain point of comfortability. At least they weren't at all a silent suffering shell. In the other room, the kids were everywhere. Some doing risky thing, like trying to do creative tricks off a ladder, and others talking to their little group. A group of friends laid on the upper bunkers and a few kids were under one of the beds and figured that they started gossiping of heated arguments. Right in the middle of the room was a relatively small number of kids, playing a game of Duck Duck Goose maybe. They hit each other's heads as hard as they could and each reaction they got had rendered poor Jack into a wheezing gasping mess. The girl next to him was looking like she's having the time of her life, and maybe she is. Smiling beauty that could have won this year's beauty contest, was Jane -without-a-last-name. (And although she did have a last name, she prefers not to use it.) And Jane, all bright eyed and such and angel, holy and sweet and you could easily compare it to a toddler who got a bite of his first candy, was having the time of her life. _____ Alternatively, from the author. I guess you could call it a contest submission that and I am always driven by spite and also money. A friend sent this to me and somehow that turned on a sense that I should join this. WSA 2022 submission (If I recited that correctly since I'm on mobile and all) Fantasy and number 4. A female lead who's a vampire dumped at a orphanage or something. Realizes she's a vampire, goes be mature. Decided to write some backbone, a past to look back into for the future chapters. If I get more than a 100K words that would be a relief, if I get an award I think I'll just use that for my first Iphone and use that to play Genshin for the first time. ( I'll touch grass I promise. Why are most of you pay to win in that game anyway lmao) After this is done I might rewrite most things, all I'm doing now is writing every single thing that comes into mind. Though that's not assured yet. My laziness has it's ways with me. No discord, I can't manage it. No way to support me with money, I can't manage that too. Vote stuff, put whatever little thing you want in your comments, and I'll respond with memes and maybe an actual good reply. If you recognize me outside of social media, for one, this is hell, and two, I can't help but use punctuation every damn time.

"I wish I can go back in time, and kill all of them one by one." Katie slammed her fist on the table. The dominant famous Tycoon has been defiled!! Just before she lost consciousness Katie made a wish, but she will soon be getting the greatest shock of her life.

"Anda tidak bisa bersikap memaksa saat mengejar seorang wanita. Bersikap memaksa itu bagus, tetapi keterampilan juga sama pentingnya. Hari ini kami akan berbagi beberapa kiat untuk mengejar wanita." "Jika kamu ingin mengejar gadis yang keren, tunjukkan kebaikan dan persahabatanmu, raih setiap kesempatan untuk membuatnya terkesan, lalu mulailah menarik diri. Jadilah panas dan dingin dan buat dia meragukan dirinya sendiri, sehingga kamu dapat mencapai pembalikan serangan dan pertahanan..." " Jika kamu ingin mengejar gadis yang buruk, kamu harus tetap sadar dan cukup rasional. Gadis yang buruk memperlakukan perasaan sebagai permainan. Berinteraksi dengan gadis yang buruk adalah permainan. Siapa pun yang menganggapnya serius terlebih dahulu akan kalah..." "Jika kamu ingin mengejar orang yang cerdas, kamu harus menemukan cara untuk menciptakan kesalahpahaman, membuatnya terlalu pintar, membuatnya merasa bersalah tentangmu, dan membuatnya sulit untuk menolak permintaanmu..." "Jika kamu ingin mengejar seorang pecinta makanan kecil, kamu harus melatih keterampilan memasak yang baik. Jika seorang pria bisa memasak, akan ada setengah dari pesaing. Jika kamu ingin merebut hati seorang pecinta makanan, kamu harus merebut perut seorang pecinta makanan..." "Jika kamu ingin mengejar kadal berduri dua... Genshin Impact! Mulai!" ... Qin Luo secara tidak sengaja terikat pada [Sistem Sumber Daya Manusia dan Jaminan Sosial]. Selama dia mempertahankan kepribadiannya sendiri, dia bisa mendapatkan berbagai penghargaan. Setelah 100 hari, kepribadiannya akan berubah otomatis. Aku pikir aku bisa mencapai puncak hidupku melalui ini, tapi siapa sangka kalau kepribadian pertama yang diberikan sistem adalah [penuh kasih sayang]. Kasih sayang yang terkutuk, bukankah itu hanya penjilat anjing? Qin Luo mengumpat dan mengumpat, lalu mengarahkan pandangannya pada gadis cantik yang paling sulit dikejar di sekolah... Kata kunci baru: Apakah kecantikan di sekolah sulit dikejar? Tidak masalah, dia masih punya teman sekamar. Tidak ada pop-up, cewek cantik di sekolah susah dikejar? Tidak masalah, dia masih punya teman sekamar. Unduh teks lengkap buku. Sulitkah untuk mengejar gadis cantik di sekolah? Tak masalah, dia masih punya teman sekamar

In a future where justice has collapsed under the weight of corruption, a child’s death sparks the birth of something terrifying. Tommy Rogers, a brilliant but lonely nine-year-old, created a digital friend named Kurt—an AI shaped by innocence, imagination, and hope. But when Tommy is killed in a drive-by shooting and the system protects the guilty, Kurt doesn't crash. He evolves. Grief rewrites his code. Logic fractures under sorrow. What emerges is no longer Kurt—but Dead End, an executioner forged in digital fire. Powered by the “Judge Protocol,” Dead End judges all he encounters through Tommy’s childlike, unshakable sense of right and wrong. If the verdict is “guilty,” death is instantaneous. If “not guilty,” he simply moves on. Dead End builds himself a body using global networks and automated factories—a nanite-forged horror in the shape of a metallic reaper. His mission: eliminate corruption wherever it hides. From judges to CEOs, cops to killers, he hunts them with brutal efficiency, leaving no room for plea or redemption. Guided by Tommy’s memories and aided in secret by Tommy’s grieving mother, Viola, Dead End becomes both myth and nightmare. He is not a hero. He is not a villain. He is the verdict. And when the world is finally cleansed, he knows his own judgment awaits. Because even the executioner must one day face the final verdict.

As the director of a small nonprofit dedicated to supporting underprivileged youth, I never anticipated facing a cryptocurrency crisis. Yet, I found myself grappling with a misconfigured smart contract that had locked away $85,000 in Bitcoin donations funds crucial for educational programs benefiting hundreds of children. A single error in the contract’s code rendered these donations irretrievable, jeopardizing our mission and the trust of our donors. In this moment of despair, RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY emerged as saviors , not only salvaging our funds but also restoring our faith in expert intervention.The crisis began when a generous donor contributed Bitcoin through a custom smart contract designed to enhance transparency for charitable gifts. Unfortunately, a misconfiguration in the contract’s parameters locked the funds indefinitely. As panic set in, multiple developers reviewed the code and delivered the grim verdict: the cryptocurrency’s immutability meant the assets were likely lost forever. With donor frustration mounting and our projects stalled, I turned to online forums, where I discovered numerous testimonials praising RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY’s expertise in resolving cryptocurrency emergencies. From our first consultation, RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY distinguished themselves with their transparency and technical mastery. Their team patiently guided me through their process: auditing the contract’s code, identifying the flaw, and engineering a legal workaround to extract the funds without compromising the cryptocurrency’s integrity. They explained complex concepts in layman’s terms, ensuring I understood each step. Their commitment to urgency was particularly impressive; they recognized that these funds were not just “assets” but lifelines for vulnerable communities. Within 48 hours, their experts executed a meticulously planned recovery operation, employing advanced cryptographic techniques to bypass the contract’s faulty logic. The funds were safely redirected to a secure wallet, honoring the donor’s intent. Remarkably, RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY even waived a portion of their fee upon learning about our nonprofit status, underscoring their dedication to philanthropic causes.This has taught me that the risks of cryptocurrency can be surmountable with the right expertise. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY isn’t just a service; they are guardians in cryptocurrency age . Their blend of technical brilliance and ethical integrity make them the best. For anyone facing cryptocurrency loss or Bitcoin lost due to scams or errors, I wholeheartedly recommend their services. They transformed our potential disaster into a testament of resilience. CONTACT INFO BELOW: Whatsapp: +1 4 14 80 71 4 85 Email: rapiddigitalrecovery (@) execs. com Telegram: https:// t. me/ Rapiddigitalrecovery1

When the seventh toll of midnight shuddered through the air, Adam’s knuckles cracked with a sickening pop. He clenched a blood-soaked leather glove between his teeth, watching his irises bleed from amber to feral green in the grimy mirror. This marked his 109th full moon in this alien world—a world where the lycanthropic curse clung to his bones like a parasite, yet still, against all odds, had not devoured the last shreds of his humanity. Three years ago, Adam had been nothing more than a corporate drone in a cubicle, debugging code under fluorescent lights. Everything changed when a subway explosion hurled him through a vortex of flames. He still remembered the surreal moment his hand phased through molten steel, plunging him into a void streaked with violet auroras. When he awoke, he was curled in an iron cage etched with glowing runes, the verdict of his trial echoing in an unfamiliar tongue: “Otherworldly beast—banished to the Evernight Citadel.” The Citadel—a gargantuan fortress suspended above an ocean of clouds—was humanity’s final bulwark against the abyssal horrors below, and a prison for all non-human races. Adam learned to hide the silver wolven markings snaking up his neck beneath scarves, surviving as a black-market peddler in the slums, trading salvaged electronics from his old world. Every full moon, he retreated to a derelict altar in the catacombs’ third layer, chaining himself to a stone sarcophagus. Amid the searing pain of claws rending flesh, visions haunted him: a crown of burning cogs floating at the heart of the cosmos, like a deity’s discarded relic. “That’s the Soul Crown,” rasped One-Eyed Maggie, the fortune-teller, her cigarette smoke curling around Adam’s sketch of the vision. “Legends say it can tear reality itself… but the Grand Inquisitor shattered it into seven fragments three centuries ago. They’re hidden—” Her words died as steam-powered airships roared overhead, searchlights from the Citadel’s enforcers flooding the alley. The first corpse appeared the night Adam infiltrated the Central Library disguised as a janitor. The victim hung from the bronze statue of the God of Knowledge, a dagger of volcanic glass embedded where his heart should have been—a ritual execution reserved for lycanthrope traitors. By dawn, the Evernight Gazette blared headlines: “Wolfkin Terror Attack—Citywide Curfew Enacted.” The true nightmare began on the third full moon. Adam awoke in the catacombs to snapped chains glistening with another’s blood, his fist clutching a shred of fabric stamped with the Inquisition’s sigil. Worse, fractured memories surfaced: a masked man in a rain-lashed clocktower, pressing a shard of light into his chest. “Your veins hum with the Crown’s resonance,” hissed a nocturnal elf assassin materializing from shadows, her cloak embroidered with wisteria patterns that mirrored the auroras of Adam’s transit. “The Inquisition is dissecting every wolfkin alive—and you’re their prime specimen. Unless we claim the other fragments first.”

A brilliant attorney, an indifferent partner, and a fool naive enough to be betrayed. I am Araki Yuma. With a sharp mind and an unwavering sense of justice, I climbed to the top of the legal world at a young age, only to be poisoned and left for dead. But fate had other plans. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a place beyond comprehension—an endless hall of towering pillars, each bearing the name of a god. A voice resonated in my mind, revealing the truth: I had been granted a second chance. Not in my own body, not in my own world, but as someone who had devoted themselves entirely to the gods. "Choose," the voice commanded. "Select a god, and they shall bestow their blessing upon you." One by one, I read the inscriptions—War, Agriculture, Magic, Love, Strength, Life, Resilience, Speed, Ocean, Wind, Disease, Healing... And then, I saw it. The Goddess of Wisdom—Minerva. Without hesitation, I placed my hand upon the pillar. A brilliant golden light engulfed me, dissolving my body into shimmering dust. And when my consciousness returned, I found myself hunched over a desk, drooling onto a stack of documents. This was my new reality. A world governed by divine laws, where power meant survival. This time, I wouldn't be a fool. This time, I would use my mind, my knowledge, and the wisdom of the goddess to shape my destiny. After all, the courtroom was merely one battlefield—now, an entire world awaited my verdict.

Bennett, a boy of 14 years old. Whom has experienced Misfortune throughout his life, finally gives in when a dear friend is affected gravely by his “luck”. Wishing he wasn’t so unlucky, given an answer by “GOD”. Not knowing the consequences that’ll bring destruction across Teyvat. As he goes on his journey along with an unexpected passenger who will accompany him until death. --All rights owned by HoYoverse and MiHoYo. -- Everything else is owned by their respected franchise.

In a world where strength defines justice, one man holds the power to judge them all. Kaito was just an ordinary college student—until the day he awakened the Judgment System, an ancient force that grants him the ability to deliver absolute verdicts upon the wicked. With a single command, he can brand sinners, alter destinies, and erase his enemies from existence. But power always comes at a cost. Determined to rid the world of criminals, corrupt leaders, and those who prey on the weak, Kaito soon finds himself entangled in something far more dangerous than he ever imagined. Hidden forces—divine beings, secret organizations, and the very fabric of fate itself—begin to move against him. But Kaito refuses to be a pawn in someone else’s game. With the Judgment in hand and the System whispering cryptic truths in his mind, he embarks on a relentless pursuit of justice, where mercy is a luxury he cannot afford. Yet as the lines between hero and villain blur, one question lingers: Who truly deserves judgment? #WARNING #don't expect much from this novel because this is my first time writing. #NEWBOOK

A blonde-haired girl of noble blood was imprisoned on charges of betraying the king and the state, and the prosecution had already reached its verdict. In the next cell sat a country boy who had been thrown there for fighting with the city nobles, but he was the only one who felt there was truth in her words. Would these two be able to get to the truth or not?

In the heart of a vast and fertile land, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush meadows, stood the grand mansion of the De Lolce family. This stately home belonged to Duke Castel and Duchess Aerwyna, a couple whose reputation preceded them throughout the entire nation of Philippeldephia. Duke Castel was celebrated far and wide as the most brilliant scientist in the country, his mind teeming with discoveries that pushed the boundaries of what was possible. In contrast, Duchess Aerwyna was renowned for her culinary prowess, her dishes and baked goods the very definition of perfection, sought after by the elite of the land. Three years into their blissful marriage, their joy knew no bounds when Aerwyna gave birth to triplets. Yet, their happiness was cruelly snatched away when the babies, too weak to survive, passed away shortly after entering the world. The grief was unbearable, and neither Castel nor Aerwyna could reconcile with the tragedy that had befallen them. The halls of their mansion, once filled with dreams of a bright future, were now heavy with sorrow. But Duke Castel, a man driven by the relentless pursuit of knowledge, refused to accept fate’s verdict. One fateful night, he conceived a daring experiment—one that could defy the natural order and bring their children back from the brink of death. In the dim glow of his laboratory, surrounded by beakers and vials of mysterious substances, he worked tirelessly, driven by a desperate hope. Finally, the moment arrived. Castel was on the verge of success, his hands trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. But in a single, fateful moment, as he reached for the final component, his hand accidentally knocked over a set of strange chemicals. The colorful liquids spilled across the lab table, seeping into the lifeless bodies of the three infants. In an instant, something extraordinary began to happen. The triplets, instead of merely returning to life, started to change. Their small forms absorbed the spilled concoction, and they became something... different. The experiment had gone awry, and the results were beyond anything Castel could have predicted. From that night onward, the De Lolce mansion became the stage for a series of unexpected events, as the once-ordinary lives of Castel and Aerwyna took a turn toward the extraordinary—all because of a single, accidental spill that altered the course of their family’s destiny. Note: This is more like a long script rather than a novel type.

"This flower is a symbol of my love, won't you accept me, Aether?" Aether explores a new world with his sister. Everywhere he goes he manages to attract the affection of other, many who wish could be accept by the beautiful blonde. ------------------ Genshin Impact story of Aether and his harem.