Dull Sclera

“ I will kill you, wherever you may be, I won't rest until i find you “ and in that very moment her already broken eyes died completely. Her pupils got smaller, her irises got darker. All surrounded by a red sclera, caused by the tears she had shed. And laying in her arms was the only person she has ever cared for and the only person to care for her. Unconscious…

Across the universe, the bloodsport of combat is legendary. Sentient humanoids across the galaxies call it Galafight, the nickname for a tournament of universal acclaim... VenZen Soar. VenZen Soar is the sublime tournament where the strongest warriors battle to the death for glory, dominion, and galactic fame. Veck Starken was a man living in the 2027 calendar year without purpose. Like so many others stranded in Earth’s monotonous rhythm, he was trapped in the slow decay of mediocrity, a life so dull, so mind-numbingly ordinary, that death soon began to be the only escape. Then came the failed suicide attempt, an act meant to end everything that somehow became the beginning of something else. Without understanding how or why, he was transported to another world. A place where life is reduced to instinct, and respect is earned through bloodshed. As Veck watched a battle unfold before him, one man slaughtering another with raw brutality, something ancient stirred in his body, a primal, dormant instinct encoded deep within the Starken genome. What stirred in Veck Starken was a different emotion entirely, something profound and utterly veritable. A stubborn flicker of life sparked anew by the brutal slam of another's beings fist... Life was acceptable and beautiful now. So long as he is fighting for his life, existence becomes meaningful again. -------- Please leave any plot holes or grammar errors in the comments. Discord server coming soon.

Meet Riven: a foul-mouthed teenage delinquent with an angelic face that could charm even the devil himself. Sure, his peers stayed clear off him, adults gave him the stink eye, and his parents were in a constant state of, “Where did we go wrong with you?” But hey, you could never accuse our troublemaker of having a dull life. Not until a freak accident gave him an all-expenses-paid trip to the afterlife, that is! All hope was not lost yet though, because just when Riven thought he was off to a permanent dirt nap, BAM! He’s yanked into an alternate Earth and reincarnated as the son of an overachieving Duke, who’s got high hopes for his only offspring. Can things get any crazier? Oh yes, it can! In this alternate earth, Riven has a mission to fulfill the wish of the Duke's real son: make the Duke proud and Riven gets to live. That should be an easy task, right? Except Riven doesn't have the freakiest idea how to do that! And, oh! Did I mention that there’s a secret crush involved? No? Oh, okay then! A secret crush he’s got to track down and impress in this freaking bizarre, superhuman world! So, how on Earth—or rather, an alternate one—is Riven supposed to find this crush while juggling all this drama? Anyhow! Buckle up, because this ride is about to get dangerously chaotic!

A slow-burn slice-of-life LitRPG with alchemy, reluctant heroism, and one overly enthusiastic pugilist. Aiden Hallowcreek wanted a quiet life—tucked away on a mountainside with nothing but bubbling potions, rare herbs, and his tiny water spirit Misty for company. Sure, his alchemy class isn’t flashy, and leveling up takes forever, but it’s peaceful. Predictable.  Dull. Then Jax, a fullblood wolf beastman martial artist with a love of booze and the subtlety of a landslide, crashes into his life looking for a guide—and maybe a friend. Now Aiden’s quiet routine is upended by fire ghosts, forgotten shrines, cryptic magic circles, and a creeping sense that maybe, just maybe, he was meant for more than backroom brewing. With a reluctant heart, a bag full of potions that may not even be enough, and a party forming whether he likes it or not, Aiden is about to learn that adventure doesn’t always come with a warning label—and neither does friendship. Perfect for fans of cozy fantasy, quirky party dynamics, and underdogs who'd rather nap than fight—until they don’t.

For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by. No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence. But fate had other plans. Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist. However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure. No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain! No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth. No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought. Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain! The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order. The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. How could fate be so cruel? So petty?! But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life. A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants. If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation. No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself. And if anyone dared to stand in his way? He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends. He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive. Would the main characters suffer? Who cares? Would the story change? Even better. This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet. That was the plan… until the system arrived. . . [Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If he wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.] . . WHAAT! . . -----------------WARNING----------------- . . If you’re looking for a dense, shy, beta, dull-witted, wimpy, overly passive, or submissive protagonist—then I’m afraid this novel isn’t for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, and Cunning. Most of the time, he’s cool, composed, and seemingly carefree guy… but the moment someone threatens the ones he loves, his true nature awakens—dark, merciless, and utterly menacing. Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own role and growth, adding meaning to the story. . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! [Though there will be a bit of playful intimacy between the harem members.] . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.] . . ***The story will unfold at a bit slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey.***

Liam, a teenager plagued by low self-esteem and the target of relentless bullying at school, faces a grim reality. On his way home one fateful day, his life takes a tragic turn when he's struck by a hit-and-run driver, left to die alone on the street as the world seemingly forgets him. As he feels his life slipping away, he closes his eyes, believing it to be his end. To his astonishment, Liam awakens not in death but back in his modest home, the only legacy left by his late mother. As he opens his eyes, a strange, ethereal message appears before him: [World Conquerer System Awakened] [Conquer The World §¢¥% Error] [System Reboot] [Lust System Awakened] [Mission - Conquer The World and its beauties] Now endowed with an enigmatic system that promises power and allure, Liam's life is given a second chance with a purpose far beyond his wildest dreams. The Lust System grants him abilities to charm and conquer, turning his once-dull existence into a quest for dominance. With a new resolve, Liam sets out to transform from the school's underdog to its master, navigating through challenges, rivalries, and the complexities of power and desire. His journey will see him rise from obscurity, using his newfound abilities to not only avenge his past humiliations but to claim the hearts and loyalties of those around him, aiming to become the unrivaled number one in this world where beauty, power, and conquest intertwine. # Shameless Mc/Milf/Smut/Harem/beauty/system/No Yuri/No Ntr/Overpowered

Ethan Reed—a broke, low-life loser—got brutally rejected by his crush on the last day of high school. His confidence? Non-existent. His love life? A complete disaster. His achievements? Nothing worth mentioning. "Alright, alright, I get it!" Ethan groans. "I just want to go on dates, have fun… Don’t I deserve at least that much?" As if the universe heard his desperate plea, fate intervenes. Suddenly, a mysterious system appears in his life: The Harem Overlord System. With its help, Ethan's dull existence is about to change. His looks, his confidence, his opportunities—all about to skyrocket. And the best part? A life filled with beauties he could only dream of before. His journey from rejected nobody to irresistible Harem Overlord is about to begin.

Beneath the vast and infinite starry skies of the universe, countless tribes engage in endless strife, and the flames of war remain unquenched. Rising from insignificance, he possessed no exceptional talents, except for the ability to draw upon the fruits of cultivation from the future. Yet, in a single night, he understood the Dao, and took a step that shattered the shackles of life. With but a thought, he grasped the universal powers, casually breaking down the barriers between spirit and reality. To him, even the most profound and enigmatic of secret tomes were as simple and dull as children's books. Still, he had to go back and fill in the gaps of his cultivation... Some appeared to be glorious, unparalleled geniuses. In reality, they practiced like mad in the shadows to repay their debts...

"Why do I live? And what is the meaning of my existence?" These questions often echoed in the mind of Ventair Kirizato, an orphan boy who found life dull and meaningless. Yet, within that monotonous life, he held a deep passion—an unwavering love etched into his heart, along with dreams that seemed impossible. And then, who could have known in that one day, something would change him? Notice: -This is my first book. -English is not my native language, so if there are any mistakes, I hope you sympathize and give me feedback. Thanks you

Final Life Online is a 10th-generation, full-dive VRMMO game developed through the collaboration of companies from across the globe. The game was initially designed as a virtual utopia, a place where players could spend their entire lives after retirement, earn a living, and even shape a new reality. Despite its deep and serious intent, the game became an escape for most players, who gave up on its true objective and chose instead to simply enjoy living in the virtual world as if it were reality. Only a few elite guilds still aimed to beat the game, chasing the incredible rewards promised to those who succeeded. The stakes were high — any player who could defeat the game's final challenge would be rewarded with 20% ownership in the top 1,000 companies in the real world. Yet, as the years passed, no one was able to conquer it. Now, a decade later, the game has become a battleground for the top guilds, all vying for that elusive victory and its earth-shaking rewards. Suddenly, the perspective shifts to a figure standing by the window, looking out into the fading light. A soft breeze ruffles the curtains as he gazes at the massive poster of Final Life Online plastered on the building across the street, its vibrant colors a stark contrast to the dullness of his room. He mutters to himself, his voice a mere whisper against the cacophony of the city below. "And I... am Flynn Blade." The name feels foreign on his tongue, a remnant of a past life he can barely remember. And I have reincarnated in this Doomed world, But no more as I am here now. ***** Flynn, a reincarnator from another world, finds himself preparing for the launch of Final Life Online, a virtual reality game with world-changing stakes. In his previous life, Final Life Online was just a novel, but now he knows it’s far more than just a game. It's humanity's last chance to prepare for a catastrophic apocalypse set to hit Earth in ten years. To make sure the world takes it seriously, the game’s rewards are extraordinary, including shares in top companies and a “World Owner” title with unparalleled power. Flynn has an edge over other players because he knows the game’s true purpose from the start, thanks to reading from the perspective of Max, the story's main character. Max is a regressor who, like Flynn, will join the game today. Max is set to choose one of the strongest classes, but Flynn knows about an even more powerful class that Max didn’t know existed. This class once made another player the second-strongest in the world, nearly on par with Max, despite the fact that Max had multiple advantages like special equipment and cheats. Flynn plans to take this class for himself, aiming to surpass even Max in strength and gather enough power to survive the coming apocalypse. Though he has never met Max personally, Flynn's knowledge of Max’s journey gives him the insight he needs to prepare. His ultimate goal is not just to become stronger, but to protect himself and those he cares about from the impending disaster.

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!

A boy born with the potential, so great that it threatend the world's powerhouses itself. _____ Born amidst chaos and tragedy, Azhrael, the son of the legendary Frost King and Celestial Witch, carries a burden no child should bear. Half of his soul was dormant into another world, while the other half was left sealed, hidden from the prying eyes of those who sought to destroy him. He was a child of immense potential—his very existence threatened gods and shook the balance of power in the world. However in the main story, Azhrael was only an "extra." A mysterious  beautiful boy with snow-white hair and dull grey eyes who exists in the shadow of others, bullied and beaten, unaware of the legacy he carries. That Is Until. _____ Guys, don't decide to read or not just cuz of the harem tag y'know. Just read the free chaps and you will get it. Discord- https://discord.gg/sa9wcY8V.

Known as the only son of the prestigious Harold family in the United Kingdom, Peter has always been expected by his parents to be a very brilliant student, and he has countlessly lived up to it. But when the parents discovered that he was being bullied in school for being a dull boy in anything other than his studies, they decided to change him to a different school. But unbeknownst to both the parents and Peter, the school they ended up putting him into was not as it seemed in the slightest. However, the parents discovered the secret of the school after a short while and quickly decided in displeasure that they take their precious son out of there. But when they saw their child laugh for the first time in three years and the persuasion of the teachers and even the principal of the school, they finally changed their minds to let him stay here.

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[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” “Princess?” He paused. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”

A light flashed, his ears went deaf, his mind blank, and everything was gone, everything he had worked for, simply ripped apart, his family, his life, his sister, all destroyed, never to be recovered. Yet, he doesn't even know who did it, he has no idea. Still, he loses even his very own race, his species, his wings, he loses his mind, he fractures many times over, and he is trapped. Cades Kirgun does not know who did it, he does not know how they did it, and he does not care, he hates all that live, all that are okay, whether he acknowledges it himself or not, he does not care about anyone else, not anymore, or at least he won't very soon. The great explorer, the silver kurakkan, the crusader king, the old man, the child of being, the greater pillars, legends unknown, stories to be told or forgotten, whatever might benefit. Yet, throughout this story many truths became obvious to Cades who had lost everything, the first, no being is born equal to another, the second, better to sharpen the blade instead of fighting with a dull one. Follow the journey unrestrained by morals, by sanity, follow the mind of someone who can't begin to follow their own traces anymore, follow the minds of a being fractured beyond recognition, follow the dead boy as he reclaims a twisted live he never wished for.

This book is also known as: "How Programmers Turn a Crappy Game into a Timeless Classic with a Single BUG" Recently, the president of Nitiandang, Gu Fan, once again fell from grace due to a minor bug in his new game. As a top-notch designer in the industry, all of the games designed by Gu Fan have very distinct characteristics: At first, players felt that these games were monotonous, dull, and purely revolting garbage. However, once players discovered a major bug, the gameplay underwent a drastic transformation, rendering them sleep-deprived and unable to quit! So, players once again launched a major debate over "whether this is actually a bug or a game mechanic." In response to this, Gu Fan clarified in an interview with all seriousness: "Hello everyone, I'm the game designer Gu Fan, but you can also call me by my English name: fan·gu (means rebel). "I want to reiterate firmly that these so-called 'core gameplays' were not part of our company's original design—they are bugs! It's just that we didn't fix them because the players liked them!"

「 Do you really understand what being alone means? No, definitely not. Because a lonely person quietly observes.」 In a world where mysterious "Trames (Paths)" govern reality, Kim Honja is a cursed loner. Bearing a hidden power bound by a dark contract, he must find the boundary between reality and fiction before the world is completely swallowed by fiction. "As far back as I can remember, I've always been a loner, a boy who was a bit apart but whom everyone deemed ordinary. When I say I was lonely, I'm not referring to the loneliness that some people might have felt from rejection, insults, or being ignored. I'm talking about true loneliness, a profound solitude in which everything appears dull; you stand alone facing yourself, which is the most terrifying thing." ======================== Original title: 혼자의 시점에서 https://discord.gg/QKbgJ9NkYy Wiki and more: https://hana-publishing.gitbook.io/fool-squid Uploads: Tuesday, Thursday ; (Sunday) at 7 pm | CEST timezone Chapter Length: 1500 - 3000 words

Li Wei lived a dull, overworked life—until destiny (or a rogue truck) intervened, catapulting him into a world of mystical cultivators and deadly power struggles. Waking up in the body of Li Wei, the infamous and lazy heir of the Immortal Ice Sect, he finds himself in a precarious position: surrounded by enemies, burdened by a reputation for arrogance, and targeted for assassination. The only thing worse than inheriting this life? Realizing his new body’s cultivation potential is off the charts... if only the previous owner hadn’t been an idle narcissist. With the sect matriarch as his coldly disappointed mother, a stoic yet dangerously competent protector in the ice-cold beauty Leng Yue, and a mysterious "Young Master System" pushing him toward reckless behavior, Li Wei must balance survival with ambition. Every quest forces him to embrace the absurdities of an over-the-top cultivation world—whether humiliating enemies or accumulating riches—while concealing his true identity as a transmigrator. But as he’s exiled from the safety of his sect and thrown into the chaotic world below, Li Wei quickly learns that charisma, cunning, and a knack for manipulation might be even deadlier than swordsmanship. After all, why fight fair when you can command, deceive, and dominate? With ancient relics, feuding clans, and dangerous beauties complicating his journey, Li Wei's rise through the cultivation ranks is anything but conventional. What starts as a quest for survival may just become a path to unstoppable power... assuming his outrageous system quests don’t get him killed first. Will Li Wei overcome his past’s shameful legacy, outsmart his enemies, and become the true master of his destiny—or will his laziness, scheming rivals, and shameless arrogance bring him to ruin?

Essay...It's boring...it's dull...but never pointless. so...don't read it... p.s. . somebody tell me how to get a book cover...tried...but not working

Life... is incredibly dull. Nothing interesting ever happens... So when I was hit by a truck, and turned into just an absolute cosmic force. I decided to experience another timeline, a world that showed me what could've been!

World Setting: A vast magical continent with kingdoms, ancient ruins, powerful beasts, elves, demons, dragons, and mysterious realms. Magic is everywhere, and power rules the world. Heroes are summoned, demons rise, and forgotten gods whisper through the wind. --- Main Character: Name (Earth): Kaito Ren Name (New World): Prince Kaelion Alvaris Background: 27-year-old office worker from Tokyo. Lived a dull life—strict deadlines, long hours, no freedom. Rebirth Identity: 7th Prince of the Alvaris Empire, a royal child born from a low-status concubine. Personality: Calm, smart, observant, playful when needed. Hides his true strength. System Power: 100,000x Multiplier on all gains (skills, experience, power) Can bind skills, races, or even people later (evolves over time) Starts locked and grows secretly No one can detect it due to divine concealment --- Tone: Mysterious, thrilling world exploration Flirty, romantic scenes Slice of life + dark conspiracies Overpowered scenes hidden behind calm elegance

“…. I will erase whatever’s left of you. And trust me sweetheart, grief hasn't dulled me. It sharpened me.” The rejected and abandoned orphan girl turns out to be a heiress to the wealthiest family in the Philippines. Alexa Cortez, formerly known as Emily Williams, was rejected and stripped of her inheritance by her adoptive fathers wife moments after his death, forced to live with a different identity. “So this is how it ends?” She asked. Like the torment wasn't enough, torn between worlds of confusion and contempt in trying to figure out a life on her own she unintentionally lost her dignity and got impregnated by her boss. James Everett, son to the wealthiest billionaire in Manila. But the love affair they built over a one night stand was cut short, when James was forced to marry another woman to retain his rightful place as the heir. And Alexa lost her memory while trying to get rid of the pregnancy. As a result of the tragedy, she ended up in the arms of an admirer whom she had been avoiding. A sworn enemy and rival to James Everett. Would Alexa regain her memory? What happens to her pregnancy and her child? Or would she crumble in the mystery of not remembering anything about her past?

[The first fifty or so chapters are basically, in some way, a slice of life. MC walking his own pace. The story gets serious after some time.] [Two chapters a week!!] Frizz never really had any big ambitions, yet he was never content with his life. He longed for excitement but lacked the motivation to look for one. After recently graduating college. He squandered his opportunities, wasting his potential. An unmotivated, lazy, and boring person. Effort was an alien concept to him, preferring to idle by. Then an opportunity arrived. A system and but that's it. No gates opening, no mystical equipment, no fantastical monsters, and no gods with schemes. Just a cold, mechanical interface in a world drowning in mundane horrors: corruption, crime, and the soul-crushing grind of life. For the first time, he’s wide awake and with the System's perks, he's ready to smash his dull life to the ground. However, he's not the only one playing this game…

[WARNING: SEXUAL VIOLENCE: RAPE, TORTURE, MURDER] Male MC| No-Harem| No Yuri| No Yaoi| No NTR ____________________ ____________________ “…Pathetic.” “Look at you. Crawling. Bleeding. Powerless.” “Same damn excuses, just like back then.” “Still so ready to give up.” “Those bullshit feelings made you weak.” “Have you forgotten your vow?” “The promise you swore in blood.” “If you're really him... then stand.” “Show them who you are.” “Rise—” “Let the darkness in once again.” --- In the quiet town of Velhart, Kael is mocked as the weakest adventurer. No one suspects the truth. Behind tired eyes and a dull smile lies a man with a past soaked in blood — a nightmare no one could survive and stay sane. An assassin who walked through hell itself. Now, he hides behind a smile in a town that scorns him. But he hasn’t changed completely. He still remembers. He still hunts. And in the silence, evil men still die. These days, he only seeks peace… and maybe, one day, love. But fate wasn't so kind. Forced into an arranged marriage with Seraphina, the cold and commanding Captain of the Knight Order, Kael expected nothing — and got even less. She despised him. Saw him as worthless. But her hatred… didn’t break him. It changed him. Not with kindness. Not with warmth. But through her rejection, her silence, her presence — she unknowingly gave him a reason to stay. After their marriage, he barely spoke. Silent. Distant. But now… he enjoys pushing her buttons. Teasing her with lazy smiles and harmless jests. Never realizing when the lines between amusement and affection began to blur. And for the first time in his life… Kael wanted something more. A peaceful life. A family. A future without blades. But peace doesn’t mean mercy. Not for people like him. Because the world never forgets monsters. But when Seraphina finally uncovers the truth — when she realizes the man she vowed to arrest is the same one she’s come to care for — what will she choose? Her unshakable duty… Or the husband she was never meant to love? And when swords are drawn and the final truth is laid bare — will love be enough to bridge the chasm between an assassin’s sins and a knight’s sacred oath? Now, as shadows stir and blood calls to blood, the past claws its way back from the grave. The man he tried to leave behind — the legend spoken only in fear — is awakening once again. Because the darkness never lets go. --- A/N: Don’t expect everything right away. This is a slow build — Volume 01 will be a mix of their complex relationship and a good number of fights. Assassination? Obviously. If you're patient, the fall… and the rise… will be worth it. The story takes place three years after their marriage. I also want to make it clear that MC isn't overpowered yet. He's strong, but there are still many characters who are stronger than him. It will take time before he truly becomes overpowered. Also, your feedback means a lot as this is my first book. It tells me someone’s actually reading. And that alone keeps me going. So please, don’t hold back—leave a comment and share your thoughts. Thank you. ____________________ ____________________ Update Schedule: Every Week 11:00 PM GMT (+6) (Saturday) 01:00 AM GMT (+8) (Sunday) Per Chapter Length: 1300-6000 words.

A NEXT-GEN DARK FANTASY ISEKAI Lucien’s life was defined by competition, ambition, and an unrelenting drive to succeed. A gifted fencer, he was a star athlete, one of the best in his region, and constantly pushing himself toward perfection. He had already conquered the regional championships, carving a path that many admired. But admiration wasn’t what he was after. He wanted to be the best. Just before the tournament, he fell ill. It was the kind of sickness that made doctors warn him to stop, to rest, to recover. But Lucien refused to quit. If he pulled out now, it would mean everything he had worked for was wasted. So he did what he had to do—he pushed through. Pain medication dulled the aches, but it couldn’t numb the truth. His body was failing him, and he knew it. As he lay in a hospital bed, exhaustion taking hold, his body finally gave out. His eyes closed, and when they opened again… The world was different. WHAT TO EXPECT: A protagonist who claws forward, even when the world begs him to stop. Moral compromise, philosophical warfare, and the slow death of innocence. An ever-evolving world—where monsters wear suits, not horns. The fall of a hero. The rise of something else. Slow-burn tension and twisted power dynamics. Psychological battles, identity decay, and philosophical warfare. ALL CHAPTERS WRITTEN, PRODUCED, AND ARRANGED BY QUINNCIR.

The sky smelled different. When Li Xiu opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was not the sky’s brightness or the canopy of unfamiliar leaves above him, but the scent—earthy, humid, sharp like crushed bark and smoke. Then came the pain. A dull ache pulsed behind his temples, like someone had struck him with a rock. He sat up groggily, wincing as dizziness made his vision swim. His hands were small. His arms—thin. His feet bare, caked with dried mud. He looked down at his body. It was… wrong. Too small. Too light. Like the limbs of a malnourished child. And then, the memories hit. Not his memories. Not all at once, but in fragments—mud huts and fire pits, cold streams and stone knives. A hunting spear too heavy to lift. A group of children laughing and shouting, calling him names in a tongue that he somehow understood. “Mu,” they called him. “Grass-Eater.” “Idiot.” “The one who spits meat.” Li Xiu clutched his head, panting. This wasn’t a dream. He had died. Or perhaps not quite died—but his body was gone. Left behind in some sterile lab, slumped over a desk cluttered with microgrid diagrams and empty coffee cups. And now, somehow, he had awoken in this world—no, in this body. The village was already awake. Smoke curled from cooking fires, and the scent of roasted meat drifted from the central pit. Women with painted faces stirred thick broth in stone pots. Men returned from the morning hunt dragging the carcass of something that looked like a cross between a deer and a boar, its tusks nearly as long as a man’s arm. A tall man—broad-shouldered, dark-eyed—spotted him and sneered. “Mu,” he barked, tossing something at his feet. A hunk of half-raw meat. “Eat, before the dogs do it for you.” Li Xiu stared at the meat, throat dry. It stank. He could see flies already gathering at the edges, and the fat was still twitching from leftover nerve reflexes. His stomach turned. He remembered, vaguely, that Mu—the original owner of this body—had always refused meat. Or more precisely, his body had refused it. Sensitive digestion. Vomiting. Nausea. The tribe believed it was weakness. Uselessness. A soul not worth calling back from the womb. But the original Mu hadn’t been able to explain it. Li Xiu could. He understood the importance of balance, of nutrition, of edible plants rich in minerals. He remembered how certain roots could be dried into powder, how leaves could be used to prevent infection. But in this world, none of that mattered. Meat was the food of warriors. Meat was the gift of the gods. Chewing leaves? That was for deer. Or worse, for idiots like him. Still, hunger gnawed at him. He turned from the meat and wandered toward the outer edge of the village, where the moss grew thick and the children rarely played. He crouched by a familiar patch of herbs—low-growing stalks with broad, silvery leaves. He recognized the scent: wild yarrow. Good for digestion. Slightly bitter. Edible. He plucked a handful and chewed thoughtfully, ignoring the whispers that followed him. “There goes the grass-boy again.” “Is he even human?” “He must be cursed.” Li Xiu didn’t reply. He sat on a flat stone beside the creek, watching the water ripple past, chewing slowly. His mind, though disoriented, remained sharp. This body might be young, small, and weak—but it had survived. For years. Alone in a tribe that mocked it. Somehow, Mu had lived with nothing but plants and scraps, instincts, and a strange sense of calm. And now, Li Xiu had inherited all that. He looked down at his stained hands, then at the huts in the distance, smoke curling against the morning sky. This wasn’t the life he had planned. But maybe… just maybe… It was a life he could rebuild. Not through hunting. Not through violence or brute strength. But through something far more enduring. Knowledge. And if all he had, for now, were weeds and roots and a brain full of engineering theory— Then so be it. The idiot boy who ate grass would

Kim Soyeon, a reckless 20-year-old heiress to a Dubai real estate empire, lives for luxury and parties, ignoring her late father's will that demands she marry to claim her fortune. When her mother schemes to pair her with Park Jungwoo, a Stoic 32-year-old businessman who fought his way out of poverty, sparks fly between two opposites. Soyeon thinks Jungwoo is dull and arrogant; he sees her as a spoiled child. But amidst Dubai's dazzling nights, from Burj Khalifa to Palm Jumeirah, love begins to bloom through hilarious mishaps and dramatic misunderstandings. With a charming rival stirring trouble and family pressures mounting, can Soyeon grow up and find true love? And will Jungwoo open his heart to a world he's never dared to explore? VIP Romance is an emotional rollercoaster packed with laughter, tears, and swoon-worthy romance, where two worlds collide in the heart of the city of dreams!

Given a choice, would you choose a strong yet dull opponent or a weak but clever one? Maybe some of you would choose the weakest one. But if given the choice, I would choose the strongest adversary rather than one with the cunning of a fox. why ? It's easier to face stronger opponents than to contend with those whose moves are unpredictable. ........................................ In the heavens, there exists a name that cannot be spoken casually. It is believed to be ominous. People often refer to this figure as the Devil King. He is one of the most ruthless and cruelest Demonic cultivator in the heavens, yet he is also one of the strongest cultivator in heaven. No one dares to confront him. One day, however, when all his enemies unite in an attempt to attack him, they fail to kill him. Ultimately, it is his own daughter-like disciple who betrays him and strikes from behind. Born in another world with ambitions and hated, he is destined to achieve great things. His ambitions include conquering kingdoms, turning others into his loyal subjects, and becoming the strongest being in the universe. He will eliminate anyone who dares to come into his way. But can he truly achieve his goals while harboring feelings and the presence of womens in his heart? Feelings are more like poison to demonic cultivators. What They walk is the path of ruthlessness. The path that leads to endless pursuit of power and The hunger of power. For demonic cultivators, feelings are often seen as poison, a path laden with burdens that inhibit their ruthless pursuit of power. Yet, the question remains: Can one truly eliminate all emotions from the heart? Is it really that simple? Becoming emotion less ? What will he do? Will he submit to these emotions and walk step by step with his loved ones, or will he eliminate all variables that might burden him in the future? In this internal struggle, the battle is not just against external foes, but also within himself. Choices pit strength against intellect, and emotions against ambitions. What path will he choose? The answer may reshape his very destiny. Ultimately, it may be our connections that shape our destinies, even as we strive for greatness. .................................................................. Note : He is only ruthless towards his enemies. He is not completely virtueless and knows how to repay favours but as how he pays them and to what extent its on him. There are no eternal allies. People come together because of common interest and after that particular interest is over they will part their ways. This is not a story of a naive protagonist; rather, he is a master schemer who ensures everything unfolds according to his plans. English is not my native language but I have tried my level best to avoid mistakes,so I appreciate your understanding of any mistakes. I hope you enjoy reading. The first few chapters may seem boring as they contain essential information, but trust me, the later chapters will become increasingly captivating, and you will surely find enjoyment in them. Happy reading and please do give a review and any suggestions is heartily accepted.

Ethan Cross was a nobody—broke, ignored, and rejected by the world. Just another face in the crowd with dreams too big for his wallet and charm too dull for desire. But everything changed the night he saved a mysterious woman from a car crash. She vanished without a word... and left him with something far more dangerous than gratitude. > “SinBound System Activated. Welcome, Host.” Now, Ethan is thrust into a seductive game where every flirt, touch, and moan gives him power. Lust is his currency. Women are his quests. And pleasure? That’s just step one. With the Seduction System guiding his rise, Ethan must conquer hearts, bodies, and hidden secrets to level up, unlock forbidden skills, and transform from zero to Sin Master. But there’s a catch. Every woman he touches unlocks more than passion — they unlock dark memories, curses, and hidden enemies. --- He’s not just playing the game… He is the game. And in this world, seduction is power… But obsession can kill.