Coward Pronounce

I am the youngest son of the Jaegal clan’s leader — and a failure. At twelve, they discovered I suffered from an incurable condition: I couldn’t cultivate or manipulate formations. To my family, that was the same as being dead. Without honor or future, I was sent to a place no one took seriously: the Low Mist Sect — a handful of forgotten monks in the mountains, with no warriors, no reputation, no power. The only thing they cultivate is silence. Mocked as cowards and laughed at by the entire murim world, they never raise swords — but they know exactly where swords will fall. And it was there, among shadows and silence… that I began to see the world as it truly is.

Julien de Rothvale— A disgraced noble. A trembling coward who pissed himself during his first spar. A pawn used by others and thrown into exile. Mocked. Hated. But inside that weak flesh now lives something far worse— A soul born of ritual, blood, and madness. That soul wanted peace. No throne. No revenge. Just silence. But peace is nothing more than a lie. So when the world gave him nothing but humiliation and heat— He changed his mind. He’ll take what he wants. Break who he wants. Command through terror, lust, and twisted devotion. He’ll choke the maid who dares insult him. Turn noblewomen into obedient toys. Rule not through legacy, but through fear and flesh. Because if peace isn’t an option— He’ll create it. He will carve his name into history, as the Tyrant of Lust & Carnage.

A ruthless corporate strategist wakes up in a mud-filled trench during the Crimean War, inside the disgraced body of Captain Alistair Peregrine Finchley. Branded a coward. Hated by London. Assets frozen. Empire wants him hanged. Finchley wants tea. Now stuck in an alternate Victorian Britain era with only a sarcastic, old-fashioned “Gentleman’s Ledger” and his battlefield instincts, Finchley sets one goal, Retire in peace. Preferably rich. Definitely far away from cannon fire. But peace is expensive. And the empire is on sale. So he does what any disgraced noble with a modern MBA and a sniper with math-based hearing would do... turn a slum pawnshop into an intelligence network, and recruits a squad of misfits. While they do the dirty work, Finchley delegates, invests, and drinks tea. But retirement isn't so easy to outsource, especially when the gentleman ledger he carries mysteries of its own. And the Empire? It’s about to go on the market. "War? No, thank you. I’m building a pension."

Some people can be luckier than others! These people are often admired and envied by countless people. But only they know what they had to go through to be as lucky as they are. Their luck can sometimes be a blessing and a curse. One lucky encounter and their destiny can change forever. In a world of cultivation, Oak represented majority; the most common talent among the people with very big dreams. With cowardly attitude, fear of death and love for his family, Oak will confront countless dangers, intense battles, and heartbreaking pain. As he walks on the path of cultivation, he realizes the true horror of power and his destiny. Living in a treacherous world where people are no different than livestocks, watch as he uses his knowledge of the scientific world in the matters of a fantasy world to hold the stars and ride the dragons. His journey can only be described as growth of a Hero. From coward to fearless! From ordinary to a genius! From lucky to someone who deserves! From protecting his family to protecting the world! This is a journey of a Lucky Hero in the selfish World of Cultivation!

Enor. A world of ceaseless rain, where steam rises from the land in a slow exhalation, as if the planet itself breathes in torment. The dark heavens weep, the ground smolders, and amid it all, a boy sells himself to chains. Merrin Ashman walks into slavery—not for survival, nor profit, but out of fear. Out of shame. His hands are stained with his brother’s blood, and the weight of that sin crushes him. He does not weep. He does not rage. He is too much a coward to take his own life, yet too hollow to live without purpose. He does not seek redemption. Not yet. But he yearns for something—some task, some meaning, some distant thing to justify the ruin he has wrought. And fate, ever cruel, answers. By chance or divine will, he snaps at the cruciform. In that shattering, something awakens. A power, terrible and vast. He becomes a caster, one who moves the symbols. And with it, revelation: a destiny sought through time. El’Shadie. The title lingers like a question. A savior or a scourge? A harbinger of ruin or the world’s last hope? He does not know. But the path is before him. A path through a world of shadowed faiths, churches and warring clans, of casters wielding forces beyond reckoning, of monstrous fallen things clawing from skies. And this time, the El’Shadie must choose what he will be.

===[WSA ENTRY 2025]=== Each stroke of good luck is a triumph over someone else’s misfortune. Jack Grim, the son of two legendary assassins, was born and raised on nothing but coldness — and the skills to spill blood. At seventeen, Jack received his final task as an assassin apprentice under his parents. “Succeed, and you’ll run your own organization — live the life you’ve always dreamed of.” For Jack, it was everything he had ever wanted: the chance to finally become the professional assassin he was born to be. He struck his target at midnight, succeeded, and received everything his parents had promised. But in the wake of victory came a pounding headache, a relentless fever— and then… transmigration. Jack now found himself in Raiden’s body — the keeper of the Book of Ashes, the heart of the Devourer, and the very book the coward Raiden had died protecting with his life. Jack had no desire to live in another world, magic or not. He simply wanted to return to his life as an assassin. But duty had other plans. The balance of this world now rested on his ability to protect the book — and like it or not, the responsibility was his to bear. —————— Bonus Chapters- 200 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter 100 Golden Tickets = 1 Extra Chapter

Hurt. Bullied. Ignored. Boris decided to end his life in the most pathetic, cowardly way imaginable. But of course—how could even death go right for him? Fate, it seems, had other plans. Boris wakes up in another world, reborn as Kaden Warborn—the second young master of the Warborn family. A clan of glorious madmen who treat death like a family tradition. And wouldn’t you know it—death comes knocking again. [Congratulations, Host. You have awakened the Cycle of Rebirth System.] [Core Principle: Die to grow stronger.] [So go on, Host. Don’t be shy.] [Court death.] …Excuse me? Armed with a system that rewards dying, surrounded by maniacs who treat funerals like festivals, Kaden Warborn begins his new life. Hopefully, this time, not like a coward. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/Y7S3ZH5qPy

Noan transmigrated to a world that blends advanced technology and magic, with countless gates leading to other strange worlds. In that world, he took over the body of a young man of the same name who had just died. He realised that in this world, he was one of the 0.1% of the population who had the ability to become a landlord and had the right to go to mysterious lands to build territories. However, he was only a Rank F lord, the lowest and weakest rank in the landlord rankings. Besides, his family was like blood-sucking demons. Not only did he wear out his labour, but his younger brother was also jealous of him becoming a landlord, so he hired thugs to beat him to death. Fortunately, the 'old Noan' died, giving the 'new Noan' a body to live again. This Noan was not a coward; he was not weak like the 'old Noan'. And of course, the goddess of luck smiled upon him. Although he is only a Rank F Landlord, who can only summon useless Skeletons, he possesses the only Rank SSS talent in the world - Almighty Fusion. He can fuse ordinary skeletons and transform them into the King of the Undead, the lord of hell. He can help a weak succubus become the almighty fallen angel. He can turn a small lizard into the King of Dragons, the nightmare of all creatures. Besides, Noan also begins to lift the curtain that has hidden the truth about the new lands.

After Chuzheng is suddenly pronounced dead by a system all of a sudden, her only worry in life becomes—spending money. Ever since she gets stuck with this system, her back is no longer sore and her legs no longer ache. Heck, there isn't even a time when she goes out of breath. System: Let us set a small goal first and squander a hundred million... Little Miss, stop right there! Don't activate the invincible mode! (▼皿▼#) Chuzheng: Can you please explain what is this thing that is leeching off me? Random Thing: Babe, you can do whatever you want to me. Chuzheng: (touches her blade) In-In that case, I will not stand on ceremony. System: Little Miss, please put the saber down right this instant! (▼へ▼メ) #LittleMissAlwaysDoesAsShePleases.

What is martial arts? Martial Arts has nothing to do with musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, painting, treasures or secret manuals, nor is there so much talk about being the best in the world. Martial Arts is a technique, a method that gives the weak a chance to draw their blades against the strong. What is chivalry (xiá)? Chivalry is not about romantic affairs, traditional culture, or being gentle, respectful, frugal, and compliant. Chivalry is violence, it's the bayonet forged by those driven to Mount Liang to use against tyrants. Cao Mo pledged with a dagger, (Returning to) Lu to invade. Zhuan Zhu entered with grilled meat, (Pacifying) Wu to usurp the throne. Brother Zhang cried in the market, avenging his lord by defiling a lavatory. Suicide by cutting one's own throat to seek justice, acting while concealing his sleeve. The tyrant of Qin seized souls, the coward gained courage. This is a martial artist's story. In the 1930s, a group of like-minded young people came together, striving to change the world. Then, two hundred years later, in a garbage landfill, Xiang Shan, the Progenitor of Cyber Martial Arts who had once rebooted heaven and earth, woke up reciting the name of his enemy, having lost all his memories. "Perhaps it's because I lost back then that the world has become what it is..." "So this time, I won't be defeated again!" This is the story of a person changing the world once more!

When the Ten Thousand Clans invaded through fractured skies, Earth fell. Now called Vayundhara, the world lies shattered, ruled by monstrous beings from collapsed dimensions. Humanity has retreated to its final bastion—The Veil Fortress, a stronghold built atop the planet’s last sacred leyline and home to the mythical Final Flame. This is the last wall. If it falls, so does the world. At the rear of this fortress stands Ashwan Raithe, a disgraced strategist marked as a coward and exile. But unknown to all, Ashwan is the bearer of the Agniyan Flame, an ancient Tamil fire-spirit that grants him the power to command divine fire and battlefield insight through karma itself. His duty is not to lead the charge—but to guard the rear. As monstrous Clanscourge Beasts descend and demonic generals threaten the Veil, Ashwan must embrace his forgotten heritage and awaken the lost Path of Flame Dharma—a cultivation path tied not to conquest, but to sacrifice, strategy, and the fire that never dies. This is not a story of heroes chasing glory. This is the story of the last flame, the final wall, and the man who stands behind it all.

“You look beautiful in that gown.” He whispered as he reached for my hand. I didn’t answer him. All I could feel was hatred, sadness, and sorrow. This is the worst day of my life. We faced the judge while I was trying to brush his hand off my arm. The entire event happened with me trying to move away from him while he keeps on pulling me beside him. The judge didn’t even ask me if I agree on marrying him. “And now, I pronounce you husband and wife! Mr. Hastings, you may kiss your wife now.” That phrase caused my whole body to shiver. I could still remember the time when he kissed me. Sebastine faced me and lifted the veil above my head. I froze in place for a moment while I was staring at his face. Slowly, he moved his face closer to me while looking straight into my eyes. My heart kept on beating so fast it felt like it was going to jump off my chest. He put his hand under my chin and made me look at him as he claimed my lips. I flinched but then I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth of his mouth. I wanted to push him away, I wanted to punch his face but I just couldn’t. It felt like a spell was cast on me.

THE 1000 WARNINGS YOU MUST SURVIVE How do you fight the apocalypse when the only weapon left is your phone… and your fear? Renji Kurose is a nobody. A high school shut-in, a crybaby who skips class to avoid the world. But when a mysterious black screen appears on his phone, warning him of an approaching entity named Seraphine, everything changes. The message isn't spam. It’s a prophecy. Sent by a fallen angel named Luciel, the message is the first of 1,000 warnings—each tied to an unholy, uncanny being set to arrive one by one. Each has a form that defies logic. Each carries an ability capable of warping reality, inflicting permanent trauma, or causing instant, brutal death. And anyone without a phone? They're already dead. Now Renji must survive the arrival of each entity using only what the messages tell him—when they come, how they behave, and what threadbare tips might keep him alive. But the clock is always ticking, and the rules of survival grow more twisted with every passing warning. With society crumbling and the silence between screams growing louder, Renji has no choice but to evolve—from coward to warrior, from victim to beacon. Because this isn't just about surviving the end of the world… It's about understanding why it's happening at all. And who—or what—is watching.

Once feared as the top assassin in the underground world, Piper Downs met a brutal end. Set up and betrayed by her country and the organization she trusted most. But fate isn't done with her yet. She awakens in the disfigured, discarded body of Piper Gates—a scarred, timid heiress tormented by her cruel stepmother and manipulative sister, mocked by high society, and tossed aside by her arrogant fiancé, Cisco Gustin. What they don’t know is that the coward they bullied has been replaced by a woman trained to kill. With memories of betrayal still fresh and a lifetime of deadly instincts at her fingertips, Piper has no plans of staying in the shadows. She severs her toxic engagement without hesitation, slaps her scheming sister into place, and reclaims every ounce of dignity stolen from her. But everything spirals when she crosses paths with the enigmatic heir of Swasea City—Jasper Hart, the aloof and untouchable CEO of the powerful Hart Family. A chance encounter… a shared night… and suddenly, their fates are dangerously entangled. She wants revenge. He wants answers. And neither of them expected the heat simmering beneath their friction. As socialites whisper, enemies circle, and the past threatens to resurface, Piper must play her cards right. In a world of lies, power, and blood-stained secrets, only one rule remains: never trust too easily… especially not your heart. --- Hi, I hope you enjoy my novel. It is quite the slow burner but also worth your time so I hope you stick with it. PS: I am still new at this and still have a lot to learn and can make mistakes, so if you find any, please feel free to comment, and I will fix it as soon as possible.

Shawn Heisen, a 15 year old introvert, coward, mad genius and a certified shut-in. Something broke inside him, 3 years ago. Something that made him feel miserable about his own cowardice. Something that made him hate himself to his core. From that point, he shut himself in. He never took a step out of his small rented apartment, a "Haven" in which he lived alone with his roommate, Remila. She took every single one of his problems on her shoulders from the beginning. She had become everything for him. A mother, a father, a teacher, a guardian... just EVERYTHING! His life was going smoothly, until a call rang from his parents, about whom he never knew, who lived on the other side of the world. They told him how they were gonna help him get into a school. And the school was Novainé Pheonixâ. One of the most elite and prestigious schools that one can get into. Students could only dream of getting into this school, but for Shawn, it was more of a nightmare than a dream. He had to get into this school and graduate high school. But the problem was, he never went to school for the past 3 years and never had the courage to socialise again. However, one thing was sure. That is, he was gonna get 'Blacklisted' for not attending school for 3 years straight. While in the dilemma of whether joining this stupidly elite academy or not, he meets his childhood friend, Nico. Who was coincidentally in the same academy that he was forced to join. Shawn, for the first time socializes with someone other than Remila. For the first time he hopes that he could heal. With Nico's help he manages to land into Novainé with decent marks. And by luck he lands in the same class as Nico. However a sheep will never be welcomed in a lion's party. That is, just because he was not from an elite's background.Shawn had to face persistent bullying by the ultra-richs and the delinquents. Which made him to shut himself up again. A month had passed since he stopped going to the academy, one day he gets a surprise visit by a cute stranger her name was Nielle Frino, a classmate of Shawn, with whom he never interacted in his life. From that day they started to hangout with each other more often, they also joined literature club, which was on the verge of closing. Nico had joined them too.

In the Nine Celestial Realms, his name invoked awe and fear. He was the Tyrant of the Nine Skies—undefeated, unrivaled… until betrayal struck at the moment of his ascension. Slain by those he called brothers, his soul was torn apart and cast into the abyss. But fate is cruel to cowards—and kind to monsters. He is reborn, not as a powerful immortal, but as Jiang Chen, a crippled disciple in a declining sect, scorned by peers, dismissed by elders. With millennia of knowledge, forgotten forbidden arts, and his wrath as his blade… The world will learn to fear him once more. Cultivation realms will tremble. Sects will burn. And the betrayers will kneel. This time… he will ascend not as a man, but as a God.

"THIS NOVEL IS A NOVEL MADE 20 YEARS AGO, AND IT'S ONLY FOR YOU SAVAGE CREATURES, DOUBLE-STANDARDS, AND SELF-CENTERED ASSHOLES WHO LOVE TO TEAR PEOPLE DOWN AND HAVE NO SHAME, INCLUDING BEING COMPLETELY CLUELESS!! OTHER PEOPLE, WHEN THEIR NOVELS ARE BAD OR CONFUSING, THEY GET HELP, BUT ME, I JUST GET INSULTED, MOCKED, AND CURSED AT!! AND FOR THOSE WHO SAY MY NOVEL IS LIKE A KID'S WORK AND SCOFF AT IT, HERE! EAT THIS NOVEL YOU CONSIDER 'ADULT READING'!! I WRITE FANFICTION AND LIGHT NOVELS AND I'M CALLED CHILDISH?! WHY DON'T YOU CURSE ALL NOVEL WRITERS WHOSE STORIES ARE CHILDISH WHILE YOU'RE AT IT, JUST TO BE FAIR?!" Note : This novel is a dating simulator-style visual novel that I developed 20 years ago for a VN game project that unfortunately never saw the light of day. The plot is a bit of a mess since it's two decades old, and I'm rather disinclined to either fix or further develop it. Bahasa Indonesia Version : https://www.webnovel.com/book/32842327400537505 Mr. Bushido: The Cold-Hearted Disciplinarian Since childhood, Hayabusa was known as a crybaby and a coward. However, 15 years forged in a strict Kyoto school that taught the principles of Bushido—a unique combination of Yakuza and military academy—transformed him completely. Now, he is "Mr. Bushido," a tough young man with iron discipline, a master of unarmed combat, and proficient in using various weapons. Returning to his normal life in 1st grade high school, Hayabusa is no longer the same. Paired with Ken, the sharp-shooting "Mr. Gunslinger," they become a feared and respected duo enforcing school discipline. From quelling brutal brawls, eliminating school bullies, to protecting friends from dangerous criminal threats like the "Twin Blade" gang, no problem is too big for them. However, behind the cold and tough image of "Mr. Bushido," lies a wounded heart and a dark past that makes it difficult for him to smile or laugh. Can the friends around him—including the mysterious Nanaka, the caring Otome, the secretly unique Akane, the cheerful Emily, and even the charismatic Shizuka-sensei—melt his frozen heart? Discover: * Thrilling Action: Intense battles, dangerous missions, and clever strategies against school enemies and the underworld. * Unexpected Bromance: The hilarious and solid dynamic between Hayabusa and Ken, who complement each other perfectly. * Sweet Romance Touches: Awkward and adorable moments as Hayabusa interacts with the girls around him, fostering unexpected seeds of love. Choose your route and witness how Mr. Bushido finds true love: * Nanaka Route: Unraveling the mystery behind Nanaka's enigmatic smile and breaking through the walls she has built. Will her secrets bring them closer or push them apart? * Otome Route: Witnessing Otome denying her own feelings, even pushing Hayabusa towards other girls, until Hayabusa finally realizes that Otome is the only one he truly desires, far more than just a 'sister'. Can their sincere love overcome doubt and insecurity? * Akane Route: Solving the riddle of Akane's dual identity and helping her find balance between her two sides, while building a unique romantic bridge. * Emily Route: Overcoming cultural and background differences, finding happiness in Emily's cheerfulness, and facing challenges together. * Shizuka-sensei Route: Exploring a forbidden yet passionate student-teacher relationship, confronting social norms, and finding happiness in a daring love. * Mystery and Intrigue: Unveiling the secrets behind criminal organizations and Hayabusa's dark past.

They didn’t crawl out of myths, they tore their way through them. Twisted beasts, forgotten monstrosities, returning to remind humanity why even remembering their names once felt like a mistake. The sky cracked. Fire fell. Oceans boiled. Cities bled. No warning came, only monsters, and with them a power system of unknown origins. Salvation perhaps, but not for all. It gave no strength to the unworthy, no shield to the coward. But to the brave and the gifted, it gave claws. As for the gods... they stood still, silent. But not necessarily uninvolved. For Lazar, the apocalypse was terrifying, sure. But mostly inconvenient. Nothing ruins carefully plotted revenge like the end of civilization. Most people crumbled. Lazar didn’t. Hope was a lie, luck was noise—he’d never relied on either. Cold, analytical, merciless: traits that made him dangerous before the fall. Now, they made him untouchable. The skills he’d honed for vengeance were the very ones demanded by this new world. And vengeance doesn’t vanish just because the world ends. It waits. He walks the ruins with people cut from the same jagged stone. Survivors, killers, outliers who aren’t just tolerated—they’re chosen. Lazar doesn’t carry dead weight. He builds a pack. They cross blood-soaked cities, twisted forests, and battlefields drowned in ash. The new world obeys one rule: evolve or die. Power comes at a cost, and hesitation gets you eaten. But the monsters aren’t the only predators. Some gods want their relevance back. Some humans want order. And some just want Lazar dead—because he doesn’t kneel, doesn’t follow, and doesn’t flinch. There’s a storm coming. Bigger than the one that ended the world. And Lazar intends to walk straight through it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello, I'm Barbare, the author. I hope you will like this novel and that you will help me improve it if you have something to criticize, I already wrote a novel in the past but I am far from being an expert after all. If you like it let me know by adding it to your library or vote for it. I hope you have as much fun reading as I wrote, or more because the writing process is not always fun. Good reading.

SHE USED TO LOVE HIM, IT GOT TOO MUCH FOR HER AND SHE THOUGHT THE BEST THING FOR HER WAS TO LEAVE HIM. IT WAS HER FIRST TIME LOVING SOMEONE THAT MUCH. SHE WAS SCARED HE'LL BREAK HER HEART LIKE OTHERS DID BUT SHE BROKE HIS HEART INSTEAD. SHE DIDN'T WANT TO FEEL THE HURT OF HEARTBREAK AGAIN SO WHEN HE MADE A LITTLE MISTAKE AND HURT HER, SHE TOOK IT SO GRAND AND BROKE THINGS OFF. AT THAT TIME SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS DOING THE BEST THING FOR HER, SHE DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS PUTTING HER SELF IN YEARS OF PAIN TO COME. HE BEGGED AND BEGGED FOR THEM TO GET BACK TOGETHER BUT SHE RAN LIKE THE COWARD SHE IS AND LEFT HIM FOR GOOD. AT FIRST AFTER SHE LEFT HIM, SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS GOOD, SHE HAS ALWAYS BEEN GOOD WITH KEEPING HER EMOTIONS IN CHECK NOT UNTIL SHE COULDN'T MOVE ON. SHE COMPARED EVERY MAN WHO WAS EVER INTERESTED IN HER WITH HIM AND THEY WHERE NEVER GOOD ENOUGH.EITHER TOO AGGRESSIVE, TALL, SUBMISSIVE, ARROGANT. NO ONE WAS EVER AS PERFECT AS HE WAS, SO SHE STARTED TO REGRET HER ACTION AND WISH SHE FORGAVE HIM WHEN HE ASKED FOR IT. SO, WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEY MET AGAIN TWO YEARS LATER WITH HER STILL BEING SINGLE AS EVER AND HIM BEING IN A COMMITTED RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS THEN CLOSE FRIEND. LET WATCH THE JOURNEY OF HOW THEY MET AND SEPARATED, AND WHEN THEY MET AGAIN, IF THEY GOT BACK OR THEY ARE BETTER OFF SEPARATED? BE THE JUDGE!

They said she died peacefully. That's what they always say, don't they? When someone slips away in a hospital bed - when the machines stop beeping, and the room goes quiet except for the sigh of grief no one dares to release. Peaceful. Like death is ever kind. I was five. Too young to understand why my mother wasn't waking up. Too small to make sense of the nurses whispering in the hallway or the way they looked at me, like I was already a problem they didn't know how to solve. Her name was Rebecca. She was twenty-five. And her blood betrayed her. They said it was cancer. Aggressive. Silent. A thief in the bloodstream. By the time they caught it, it had already taken everything. I was all she had. And when she left, I had no one. No father. No family. Just a name I couldn't pronounce, and a world I didn't belong to. The system chewed me up und spat me out. Foster homes. Group homes. Back and forth like a package No one ordered. Smiles that didn't last. Promises that broke before they were even spoken. Every time someone tried to "fix" me, I'd break first, make sure they knew I was no one's charity case. No one's second chance. Eventually they stopped trying. I got older. Quieter. I stopped waiting to be rescued and started fighting instead. Literally. Underground rings don't ask for backstories. Just fists. Blood. And that, at least, I could give them. Then one night, seventeen years into this messy life, someone knocked on my door. A stranger. Two of them, actually. His name was Marcello Mariano, a man I'd only ever heard of in headlines. CEO. Businessman. Untouchable. I knew his face from magazines. I knew his name from rumors. But I didn't know why he'd come for me. Or what kind of danger was following him. All I knew was that everything I thought I knew about my life... Was a lie. And now the weight I never asked for is trying to pull me under. But I won't drown. Not again.

In a universe where farming is a falsehood, one shattered man possesses the truth: in order to save everyone, he has to rot everything.** Exiled to the Blighted Steppes' toxic wasteland after his meridians were smashed by an explosion in a Rot Zone, scholar Lián survives by mapping patterns of rot for scavengers. Disabled and discarded, he discovers a nightmare truth: the "impurities" corrupting the world are not just that—**Primordial Decay**—raw energy from creation's beginning. Modern cultivation suppresses this energy, but at a terrible cost: with every pilled-down pill swallowed, with every immortal who ascends to the heavens, *accelerates* the unmaking of reality itself. When Lián touches a fossilized dragon bone humming with rot, his broken form does the impossible: it *drinks* in the corruption. Where others break down, he thrives. Under the tutelage of **Old Man Moth**—an immortal rotted alive for 10,000 years—Lián learns to master forbidden **Rot Arts**: miniaturizing foes to dust, unwinding spacetime through decay, and concocting elixirs from the raw juice of chaos. But his power catches the attention of **The Preservers**, a cult of immortals who purge "decay-spreaders" to maintain their parasitic reign. Lián invades the radiant facade of **Jade Aegis Academy**—where cultivators are taught to bleed decay into mortal cities—and uncovers Heaven's worst secret: the gods are not wise. They are *cowards*, poisoning lower planes to prevent a cosmic extinction. To end this cycle, Lián must become everything the universe is terrified of: **Heaven's Anathema**, the very literalization of decay. Salvation, however, comes with a cost: to bring back existence, he must first bring empires, sects, and even the immortals themselves. to dust.

In the grim, industrial city of Ironhaven, Kael lives a quiet life sorting scrap, his true identity as the Absolute Origin, the architect of the universe, a fragmented memory. He possesses an unnerving calm and occasionally exhibits impossible feats of luck or subtle reality manipulation that draw the attention of a disgraced knight, Elara Vane, a cynical street rogue, Jax, and a cursed scholar, Seraphina Bellweather, who senses his profound, ancient power. As Kael’s divine abilities begin to surface more overtly, often in response to direct threats, he goes from an unknown commoner to a figure of awe, terror, and intense scrutiny. He effortlessly neutralizes Sump assassins like Silas Darkharrow and the even more formidable Wraith Hound, dismantles the machinations of the arrogant Master Alchemist Vorlag Krell, and in a cataclysmic display, annihilates an army of monstrous Skitter-Horrors that threaten the city, revealing a glimpse of his true, godlike power before vanishing into a subterranean Sanctum of Origin. His reappearance, now as a "consultant" in Seraphina's shop of magical curiosities, only deepens the mystery. Kael attempts to maintain a facade of detached normalcy, offering cryptic pronouncements and casually manipulating ancient artifacts while his companions (a burgeoning, unconventional group including Elara, Seraphina, and a reluctant Jax) try to understand his motives and the cosmic implications of his presence. Hunted by terrified city authorities like Commander Stern, observed by the now-cautious Sump, and drawing the attention of entities beyond Ironhaven, Kael's journey is one of rediscovering his own nature, the burden of his power, and the reason for his incarnation. Interwoven with epic displays of divine might, intensely choreographed battles, shocking reactions from onlookers, and moments of unexpected (often deadpan) comedy, the story explores themes of overwhelming power, cosmic mystery, fate, and the surprising emergence of human-like connections in an entity beyond mortal comprehension. Each confrontation pushes Kael further towards reclaiming his godhood, with the fate of Ironhaven, and potentially the multiverse, hanging in the balance. The narrative blends thrilling action and god-tier power displays with character-driven emotional arcs and a developing, unconventional harem dynamic.

Nero Fâema (pronounced Farmer), is a young 22-year old striving for a peaceful life. On his journey to end the war he meets different kinds of people and learns varying lessons.

Henrique was forty years old, with a shattered marriage, three hungry children, and a bottle of liquor as his only companion. His wife had betrayed him with an influential coward who destroyed his life… until the world began to collapse. When monsters started falling from the sky and portals opened, chaos consumed the planet. Governments fell. Shelters rose. And humanity began to evolve, guided by a mysterious system with levels, abilities, and magical items. Henrique should have died. But a female spirit — beautiful, cruel, and invisible to all — chose him. Now, as the bearer of a one-of-a-kind power in the universe — the Wandering Crystal of Chaos — Henrique has the chance to rebuild everything. But the most powerful enemy… is the woman who abandoned him. The Crimson Empress. As the world sinks into blood and memory, Henrique fights for his children, for his past — and to become the supreme being of the new world.

Jin Mu-ryong, the disgraced heir of the Frozen Blade Sect, kneels before the Imperial Court—his hands bound in soul-severing chains, his once-proud robes reduced to bloodied rags. The Emperor, flanked by the very martial brothers Mu-ryong once called family, grins as he pronounces the sentence: "Execution for the traitor." Desperation turns to rage as Mu-ryong smashes his forehead against the floor—not in surrender, but in final defiance. The impact cracks the marble, and in that instant, a blinding summoning circle ignites beneath him, its intricate runes unlike any Murim formation. The Emperor's smirk vanishes as Mu-ryong dissolves into golden light, leaving behind only a whisper of qi and the echoing laughter of… someone else. He awakens naked and wounded in a grand cathedral, surrounded by foreign mages in flowing robes. Their language is gibberish, but their expressions are clear: awe and terror. For Mu-ryong has not been exiled—he has been summoned. The Kingdom of Luminar is losing its war against the Demon God’s hordes. Their last hope? A "Hero from Beyond the Heavens and a puppet they can control." But what they got was no hero, nor a beast to be tamed—they summoned a vengeful Murim monster.

In the sprawling, neon-lit depths of Saer-Eh, where the powerful shape reality with their Icons, Donovan is nothing more than a fearful, forgotten boy. A runaway from the upper-middle-class Coffers district, he’s spent his life cowering from conflict, his only anchor being his mother—until she disappears, and the world comes crashing down. Plagued by whispers that aren’t his own, haunted by a strength he never wielded, Donovan is thrust into the city’s underworld—a labyrinth of corrupt Enforcers, merciless crime lords, and ancient faiths vying for dominion. With no training, no wealth, and nothing but a fading resolve, he’s given a choice: confront his own fear and learn to wield the strength beneath the surface, or be consumed by it. This city does not reward the weak, it does not coddle the scared. But what if fear is the flame that tempers the blade of strength? What if cowardice is but the precursor to glory?

In a world overrun by interdimensional monsters—where cities fall like dominoes and humanity clings to absurd hope—military academies train superpowered teens to save the day. But what about the ones without powers? They get a pat on the back, a backpack full of expired rations… and are thrown to the front lines as glorified distractions. They’re called “the losers.” Kade is one of them. Or at least, he should be. He has no magic, no strength, no charm, and no particularly strong will to live. What he does have is a ridiculous strategic mind… and the emotional range of a tired rock. Every time they send him to die, he survives. No one knows how. Not even him. And it's starting to annoy the wrong people. Until an SSS-class monster—powerful enough to erase a city with a yawn—finds him. And instead of killing him, it decides to turn him into a personal experiment: Authority: Update. A skill that allows him to boost himself… and any useless nobody under his command. Like being the admin of an RPG full of level 1 characters… and zero resources. But the system adapts to the personality of its user. Which means Kade is constantly trolled by a guide-like entity… that thinks exactly like him. “Train them. Make them stronger. When I return, I want to fight you.” “Seriously, don’t you have anyone better to bother?” Now Kade is stuck leading the worst squad in the academy: Nearsighted cowards, spoiled noble brats, a girl who spontaneously combusts… And himself—who doesn’t even want to be here. He’s not doing it for revenge. Not for redemption. Not even to survive. Just because… dying sounds more exhausting.

Claire Reed thought she married the man of her dreams, Evander Kensington, but she had no idea that their marriage was built on a lie; a family vow that trapped him by her side. His heart, however, belonged to another woman, his white lotus. No matter how hard Claire tried to win Evander’s love, he only grew colder, and his family treated her like she didn’t exist. When she lost their unborn child, Claire’s world shattered. She wanted to see Evander, but he didn't bother to check on her. Instead, he went to meet that white lotus. Unable to bear the betrayal, she decided to free Evander from this marriage, leaving behind a letter and divorce papers, claiming she now had someone else she loved! ~~~~ "You’re mine, and I’ll never let you go!” he declared, his voice dark with possessiveness. “But I don’t want you anymore! You can have Susan—I’m now in love with someone else!” Claire shot back, her words sharp and final. "You can't be with anyone. Do you even know how sleepless nights I've without you?" Evander's hold on her tightened. "I'll see how you become some else when I'll claim you," he pronounced before crashing his lips on her.