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Albecht is a genius that suffers from poverty, he gains his 'Ather' and fights into the other world and continues to find out more and more about himself, his deceased family and the world. Due to this he suffered and had good times, he goes through lots of different experiences, in which he is usually lonley eventhough he haves some people that worry about him due to his trait of being overly cautious.

The world around me lay in ruins, a haunting reminder of what once was, my hand squelched in the thick, dark liquid that stained the cracked pavement—blood, pooling from the fallen, a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. Buildings, once towering symbols of human achievement, now stood as skeletal remains, their shattered windows resembling empty eyes staring into the abyss. The air was heavy with the stench of decay and despair, mingling with the acrid smoke that still curled from the remnants of pink fires still burning brightly . Strangely everywhere was silent, as i searched for a sign of life in this hellish landscape, searching for any sign of life or hope. Every shadow felt like a threat, and every sound made my heart race. In this world, weakness was the greatest sin. As I looked down at my chest only to see it peirced by a metal rod and my leg twisted as if ensuring i wouldn't try to walk, i was filled with so much pain that i couldn't think straight as my mind was filled with the death of my parents and the destruction that seems to echo around me. Only the remnants of my humanity and the pain that I was feeling that was judging my presence in this broken reality. I wanted to stay alive i truly did, but the weight of the image of my blood-soaked dead bodies of my parents lingered in my mind, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the darkness that had consumed us all. Thinking back I thought 'what has led to this.'

As one of GHOST FLEET's most formidable agents, ERIKA had spent her life honing her skills for a single purpose: vengeance. The monsters who tore her world apart, stripping her of family, pride, and dignity, had no idea she was coming for them. Armed with unyielding resolve, she believed she was ready to unleash hell. But vengeance is rarely simple, and the truth has a way of cutting deeper than any blade. The man she had silently loved, long before she even understood the depth of her feelings, stood revealed as her enemy’s most trusted ally. The love she once deemed unshakable was nothing more than a cruel illusion, a game in which she was but a pawn. Betrayed and broken, she did the unthinkable. Without a moment's hesitation, she leveled her gun at the one who once held her heart. Yet what Erika didn’t know was that, to him, she was not a pawn but the very center of his world. She was the dream he had dared to pray for, the light he craved in a life of shadows. And for her, he would set the entire world aflame—even if it meant turning it against himself. She was a phoenix, rising unbroken from the ashes of her past. He was the storm, destined to burn beneath her radiance. In a tale woven with betrayal and regret, friendship and greed, the unrelenting pursuit of power, and mysteries buried deep, one truth remained: Even in the face of hatred, even when stained with blood and vengeance, love does not die. It endures. It transforms. And it consumes.

Former bigshot, Ying Zijin, woke up one day as the lost daughter of the Ying family, who had been missing for fifteen years. The Ying family promptly adopted another child to replace her. Upon returning to the wealthy family, everyone mocked her for not being as clever, capable, sensible, and elegant as a fake heiress. Her parents considered her a stain on the family and warned her not to harbor any illusions of being a lady of the family. They said she should be grateful for being a foster daughter, or else they would send her away. Ying Zijin: "I'll leave then. No need to see me off." While the Ying family celebrated joyously and others waited to see the real heiress make a fool of herself, influential figures from various fields took action. The top-rated idol with the most influential fans said, "Miss Ying, just let me know if you need anything." The heir to a global economic monopoly said, "Ying family? What's that? Boss, should we just wipe them out?" The number one martial artist in the country asked, "Who dares to bully my master?" The genius teenage boy with an IQ of 228 said, "That's my sister." A man with an incredibly seductive appearance smirked lazily and casually, saying, "Sure, then call me brother-in-law." The influential figures were confused. When the real heiress' true identity was restored, it caused a sensation on the internet. The Ying family went crazy and knelt, crying and begging her to come back. The international powerhouse family said, "Sorry, let me introduce her. This is our real heiress." Reborn as a king, making a strong comeback and launching a counterattack!

To uphold the path of compassion through slaughter, to carve the name of Asura in blood! Born as an Asura, I shall stain the heavens with iron and blood! In an era ruled by treacherous villains and a chaotic world, an iron-blooded youth rises through sheer determination. Slaying the corrupt, cutting down the wicked, wielding the might of an Asura to challenge the heavens and the wilds! With three words of slaughter, I defy the heavens; with a horizontal blade, I laugh through countless tribulations! Through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, I tread the path of the strong, stepping over bones to reach the pinnacle. After ascending to the summit, bearing the name of Asura, I repay the four seasons of your companionship with a single day of boiling blood and fervent passion.

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

Isabella Martini, all she ever wanted was to find her mate and live a peaceful life with him. But all of that comes spirally down when she is accused of killing her sister. Despite being the daughter of the Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, no one believed her, not even her Alpha, Alpha Gael Romano. To make amends for the crime she did not commit, she agrees to marry Alpha Romano. But that does not go as planned, and when she realizes that he plans to kill her, that is her final straw. Now a broken soul, she wanders into the rogue territory, trying to build her life again. Arlo Bianchi, Alpha of the Black Knight Pack. He has been whispered as Death for the numerous deaths that stain his hands. Everyone is afraid of the monster he has become, but what would happen when Isabella stumbles upon his land? Will he kill her on sight, or will she be the key to his cold heart? Find out more in this book.

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.

He married the daughter of the Lancaster family purely for revenge. He expected her to be obedient and submissive, not to resist or show emotions—a perfect pawn in his plan for vengeance. However, when his gaze locked onto the third daughter of the Lancaster family, the one who barged into the living room was her—disheveled and stained with blood. She seemed ordinary, but beneath the surface, she hid an unknown sharpness. "Do you love me?" he asked coldly. "You're crazy!" she rolled her eyes in disdain. In that moment, he smiled with satisfaction, believing he had everything under control. But she fought back. Marrying him was merely one step in her own plan. Four years later, with the Lancaster family completely destroyed, she threw the divorce papers in his face, smiling like the final victor: "Albert Wilson, have you finished using me? Thank you for making me think I once loved you. Now, never see me again, even in death." Just as she turned to leave in triumph, she accidentally walked into a gang's arms deal, and an explosion forever separated her from him. It was only when he found the two-month pregnancy test result among her belongings that he realized he had lost the only salvation of his life.

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

In the realm of Ilyrion, where magic flows as freely as blood, a devastating war once raged against beings of immense power. A lone warrior stands as the sole survivor, his blade stained with the blood of divine and demon alike, having won a terrible victory that forced both angels and demons beyond the world's borders. But Ilyrion was forever changed. Monsters roam the land, and the kingdoms that once stood united now war over resources, forgetting their promises to build a better world. Selfishness and greed have taken hold, leaving the common folk to suffer. The warrior, erased from history, watches as the world he fought for crumbles, questioning whether the sacrifices were worth it. Bound by a fate he doesn't yet understand, denying him the peace of death, forcing him to witness centuries pass like grains of sand in solitude. But as ancient powers stir once more, he must confront the truth: some battles never truly end, and he must find the strength to keep fighting.

In a city where skyscrapers pierce the clouds and shadowy alleyways hide dangerous secrets, the underworld is ruled by ruthless families locked in a deadly game of power and betrayal. Among them walks a man with a calm smile and an unassuming demeanor, concealing a past so dark it could shatter the entire criminal empire. When strange events force his secrets into the open, the city erupts into chaos. As alliances crumble and blood stains the streets, he must confront a haunting truth tied to the woman who once abandoned him—a figure with unparalleled influence in the underworld. Gangster Paradise is a gripping tale of vengeance, hidden truths, and ruthless ambition. In a world where every smile hides a dagger, the ultimate question looms: will he remain a shadow in the chaos or become the force that reshapes it all? ************ Support me on Patreon: Visit us at patreon.com/Myth_Valley Donate at: https://buymeacoffee.com/myth_valley

Blood and Desires Genre: Paranormal Romance, Werewolf, Fantasy Synopsis: Emilia Cartwright has spent her entire life in the shadows of her parents’ mysterious death. Seeking answers, she moves to the secluded town of Ashwood, unaware that it holds more than just the haunting memories of her past. In this quiet town, she is drawn into a world of supernatural secrets, where the line between man and beast blurs, and the truth is far darker than she could have imagined. Alaric Blackwood, the enigmatic alpha of a powerful werewolf pack, has long kept his distance from humans, his past stained by betrayal and bloodshed. He is everything Emilia shouldn’t want: brooding, dangerous, and filled with secrets. Yet, from the moment they meet, an undeniable attraction sparks between them an attraction that threatens to unravel everything they both hold dear. As Emilia grows closer to Alaric, she begins to uncover the mysteries of his world and the terrifying truth about her own bloodline. She is not the ordinary human she thought she was; her parents’ death was no accident, and she is caught in a dangerous game between power-hungry rogues and the pack that Alaric leads. With forces within and outside the pack threatening their love and survival, Emilia and Alaric must face their fears and make impossible choices. As Alaric’s leadership is challenged by enemies both old and new, Emilia finds herself in the center of a battle for power that she never anticipated. But with love and loyalty tested to their limits, Emilia and Alaric will discover that the greatest threat they face may not come from their enemies, but from the blood that runs through their veins.

A man from Earth is transported to another world, where he activates the Cosmic Evolver System. Guided by the system's missions, he steadily climbs the path to become the most powerful being in the universe. After enduring five years of relentless hardships, his character becomes ruthless and bloodthirsty, with a twisted worldview. However, everything changes when he encounters a group of individuals who gradually restore his perspective. No longer is he driven solely by the desire to grow stronger or simply complete missions. He now has people to protect. In this world, killing is a sin. But if I am killed, I will not blame anyone… because this world is a blood-soaked game. I kill you, you kill me—both hands stained with blood. And the game continues, with new players constantly entering, destined to either kill or be killed.

What Does It Mean to Be a Slayer? Is it the power to cut through monsters or the will to cut through fear? Is it the weight of the crucifix or the burden of the choices it demands? Is the mark of a Slayer found in their strength, or in the lives they leave untouched? Is it to chase a dream, or to wake others from their nightmares? Do you fight to reach a dream, or do you fight because the dream is already lost? When blood stains your blade, does it cleanse the world or taint your soul? Omari does not fight to build a name, but to ensure others do not lose theirs. He lifts his blade not for ambition, but for those too weak to lift themselves. Perhaps to be a Slayer is not to ask what you stand to gain, but what you’re willing to lose. Perhaps it is not the pursuit of power, but the realization that power exists to serve others. Omari does not fear death; he fears a life where he fails to save. For him, the crucifix is not a weapon of ambition but a promise kept to those who cannot protect themselves. What does it mean to be a Slayer? Perhaps to be a Slayer is not to live for a dream, but to die without regret. Perhaps to be a Slayer is not to seek answers, but to shoulder the questions. For Omari, it is all of the above and so much more.

A series of short stories exploring the seven deadly sins in and around one monastery...

Born as a result of betrayal, revenge and agony; Zhu-yin, if that's his real name, tries to change his fate, and for that he would even be the demon king if needed.

"The field where your imagination writes. The empty canvas only to be stained by your ink. Welcome to the Author's playground." Elijah, a once-trending novelist known for churning out clichéd stories to gain fame and wealth, finally grew disillusioned with his work. In a fit of spite, he decided to end his latest novel by killing off every character. Then a system popped up over his head. [ Welcome back to your Playground! ]

Four years of marriage, and Ryan had always believed he was fortunate—a beautiful wife, Emma, and a picture-perfect family. He worked tirelessly, convinced it was all for the chance to walk through life side by side with her. But when the diagnosis came—cancer—and he looked into the eyes of the people who had once been closest to him, the harsh truth finally hit. What marriage? What compromise? It had all been a lie. He came into this world alone, and in the end, he would leave the same way. With no hope left, Ryan decided he would no longer live for anyone else. He would spend his final days in whatever way brought him the most peace and happiness. He filed for divorce from his cold, distant wife. He severed ties with his cruel, judgmental family. He broke under the relentless pressure of his boss. Everyone was saying: Ryan had lost it. He’d completely snapped. But just when he thought he was beyond saving, a light pierced the darkness of his world. She said, “I’m Fiona, Ryan. Please... I’m begging you, live. For me, please?” While everyone else had begged him to get treatment, he remained unmoved. But when this young woman stood before him, tears staining her face, what could he do? Suddenly, a spark of hope flickered. Did he still have the strength to fight? Could he even survive this? “My... Fiona…”

In the frozen wilderness of the Snow Lands, Scypha embarks on her coming-of-age journey with her wolf companion, Darko, when she experiences her first blackout. She wakes to find her hands stained with blood and no memory of what happened. As these episodes become more frequent, their cause unknown, she can only grow increasingly fearful of the violent, uncontrollable forces growing within her and the unsettling euphoria that always seems to follow. Far to the south, the dryad Eletha, a fervent guardian of nature who harbors deep disdain for humans, faces her own troubles. Dealing with the meat-men has never brought her forest or its people anything but grief, and an inevitable conflict is brewing. One can hope for a peaceful solution, but given the unreconcilable differences between the two peoples, others might be far more appealing...

[ WPC FEB 2024 ENTRY ] Hao Chen, a very handsome young man, doesn't have anything except his little sister. As he was walking home from where he worked, he suddenly had an accident. A car hit him while he was crossing a zebra crossing. But Hao Chen knows one thing, if it was a deliberate act, knows who is the mastermind behind all this. Unfortunately he couldn't do anything at that time, due to his serious injuries. His head was bleeding, and even his bones were broken. Because the blood continued to flow out, staining the surrounding streets. Hao Chen, he died. But he didn't realize that there was a light that witnessed everything, about his entire life and his memories. "What a poor mortal, let me, the God Emperor, Hao Tian, ​​help you avenge yourself!" A voice sounded from the surroundings, its tone was arrogant and filled with elegance. Suddenly the light began to enter the depths of Hao Chen's body, who was now dead. *** Watch on by reading the first chapter of this novel, the adventure that the god emperor will go through who returns as a mortal! Discord server: https://discord.com/invite/4yCzqTCUhp _________________ Others Tags: Evil MC, Cunning MC, NO YURI, NO NETORARE, ECCHI, HAREM, Mature, Adult, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal, Backdoor Sex, Beautiful Females, Dao Companions, Dual Cultivation, Netori, Dragons, Demons, Phoenix, Conflict, War, Overpowered, Genius, Wise, Campus, Teacher, Milf, Alchemy, Sister, Young & Mature, Young Girl, Mature Girl, R18, Smut, Ecchi, Blowjob, Titjob, Kiss, Romance, Fantasy, Gods, Immortals, AntiHero, Villain, Rise, Rise of The, Chaos, Mystery, Polygamy _________________ Daily Mission: 50 Powerstones: 1 Chapters Bonus! 100 Powerstones: More 2 Chapters! 50 Golden Tickets: 2 Chapters Bonus! 100 Golden Tickets: More 5 Chapters! _________________ Remember if the cover on this book is not mine!

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

Born under a sky at war, a corrupt and divided humanity finds itself caught between the heavens and the hells. In the midst of this chaos, the old crusades emerge as the last line of defense: fallen heroes, gods, outcasts, and demi-humans united in a desperate struggle. As the battlefields are stained with blood and the Vortex of Eternia cries out for their flesh, one inescapable truth looms over all: they will not return. In the face of despair, the lines between good and evil blur. Can humanity withstand the weight of its own sins? X: https://x.com/ShaofEter

"The power is forged only by bathing in the blood of fallen enemies." "Every drop of blood spilled that stains the world strengthens the path to eternity." "Return favors twofold, and resentment, betrayal, and pain a thousandfold—let them fall before you." "Make the gods tremble before you, for there is no being in heaven or earth that cannot be destroyed." "If the heavens block your path, destroy the heavens. If Buddha stands in your way, kill Buddha. As long as you are strong, your will becomes the will of the world." When I began my path to cultivation, I was instructed with these phrases. They told me this was the common Dao followed by cultivators. They said cultivation is a thorny journey with limited resources. They said for one to ascend, millions must fall. Immutable rules. A predestined fate. This was the legacy left to us by our ancestors who forged the rules of cultivation. These ancestors chose a Dao of violence and domination. But I did not accept it. I mocked it. I did not want to be part of this solitary world of violence and battles. I could not accept stepping on and massacring my brothers and sisters to become stronger. Wars. Trials. Conflicts. Betrayals. A lonely journey to become the ultimate existence. I did not want to accept it. I did not accept it. I, let me say it, I did not want to cultivate.

Elena Cassirer, the "Angel blade" on the battlefield of the Empire, was once a symbol of glory and faith, but because of a plot by her beloved ex-husband, the prince Reynold, was framed as a traitor and fell into the abyss. Stripped of her angel's blessing, her honor and faith shattered, she was banished to the barren land of the abandoned son, a stain on the empire. In the midst of despair and hatred, Elena discovers her true gift - a forbidden power hidden by royalty. She was no longer the loyal warrior who believed in light, but an avenger who walked between light and darkness. The undercurrent within the empire, royalty struggle for power, demons infiltrate, abandoned son rise. Former lovers, now enemies; Once the faith, now the shackles. Elena embarks on the road of revenge and rebirth, burning the conspiracy with the fallen star, and reshaping the fate with the broken faith. The price of betrayal is to shake the power foundations of the empire. The light will fall, the darkness will rise, and her sword will decide!

A high ceiling, adorned with intricate carvings and fanciful decor. A warm golden light passing through stained glass highlighting the beauty of justice and righteous valour- a contrast to the maleficent beings that would often face this light- illuminates the room. Upon a raised dais, there is a displeased king, and by his side, stern-faced nobles and court officials stare down menacingly at the accused. Below these extinguished figures, bounded by chains and covered in grime, was a six-year-old girl. "Ixion Akastos Vespera" "In the presence of our sovereign King and the noble dukes of this great nation, you are summoned to answer for the grave crimes alleged against you. The entire house of Vespera, your family and lineage, has been wrongfully slain by a treacherous prisoner of theirs. We have reason to believe you have conspired with the ungrateful fiend, betraying your own blood and committing treason against our liege. How do you answer? Are you guilty or not guilty of this heinous crime?" "Not guilty." "Not guilty? Very well. You shall-" "I killed them myself. Not the dragon, only I." Murmurs erupted among the usually unperturbed high-class nobles. "Is it not according to law that a bloodline inheritor may kill all other potential heirs? As for my unfortunate mother, she was merely an unintended mishap." °°° Alexandra Chase, among a million others, found herself in a deadly game orchestrated by a supreme goddess to gain access to another world. Unfortunately, her life in this new world won't be any softer than the one before it. Her drive is not only to survive but also to supersede those beings who stand above. The goddess's schemes are far deeper than she could imagine. She is granted talent, unlimited potential, and terrifying attunement to the world itself with her new body, but many geniuses die young. Her most capable weapon is a concept many have yet to fathom- her soul.

The spectral legions of Zephyr the Abyssal, Dark Lord of the Abyss, bring an icy death to the world. Bleached bone mountains rise, a testament to his tyranny, while tormented souls, twisted into demonic servants, bolster his ever-growing army. Humanity's vibrant history is a fading memory, swallowed by the encroaching darkness. Yet, against this overwhelming despair, the sun's life-giving warmth persists, nurturing the fragile seeds of hope. The embers of peace, though faint, still glow, a defiant spark against the abyssal night. Nestled at the foot of the imposing Mount Cinderfang, within the protective circle of the ancient bronze Citadel of Whispers, lies the secluded hamlet of Whisperwind. This sacred site, home to the Celestial Monastery, is guarded by monks imbued with righteous might. Within the Monastery, these monks maintain a tireless vigil, their disciplined ranks a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. Their sacred duty: to protect the people of Whisperwind from the formidable magical forces that threaten from beyond the Citadel of Whispers. The memory of Elder Theron's stand against Zephyr the Abyssal and his legions still echoes—a battle of unparalleled ferocity that stained the autumn afternoon with the blood of countless fallen. Good and evil clashed with a rage unseen before, overwhelming the Celestial Monastery. Forced to retreat to the sanctuary of Mount Cinderfang, Elder Theron, grievously wounded, hid a peerless spiritual treasure deep within a secret chamber beneath Oracle Falls before his death. With his last breath, he merged with the surging energies... Creating the Infernal Lock formation, the people of Whisperwind, protected by the Citadel of Whispers, have withstood countless attacks from the demonic hordes over the years. This powerful shield afforded the Celestial Monastery precious time to train exceptional disciples, true paragons of martial prowess. The legend of a hero who would vanquish tyranny would remain untold were it not for the appearance of a certain individual: Drakon, an orphan boy from Whisperwind. Fate led this youth to encounter the Sunfire Drake, a divine beast hatched from a colossal golden egg, possessing the power to unleash devastating flames. Drakon's destiny was forged in three blades: Crimson Edge, a longsword representing humanity's strength; Dawnbreaker, a legendary blade imbued with divine power; and Nightshade, the infernal blade of the demonic legions, a weapon that bound the fearsome Obsidian Drake. This duality—the Sunfire Drake against the Obsidian Drake, light against darkness—mirrored the internal conflict within Drakon, the eternal struggle between good and evil, the choice between righteous and wicked paths. With his draconic companion and his ultimate weapons, Drakon ascended to the pinnacle of power, a figure who challenged both the demonic world and the forces of light. To understand better, I invite you to step into the world of mysterious stories, accompany me in this novel "Blood red sun day kill Gohts"!

Ariel Atoms was born to a loving family. However, due to circumstances, she was forced to be in an underworld organisation; working as a top-class assassin. Over the past 20 years, she has killed millions of innocent and guilty people; good and bad; male and female. Her hands — no matter how many times she washed them — are still stained with blood of those she killed. Only death surrounds her and they identify her as “Cold Blood”. She was the most wanted criminal throughout the world and yet, her heart felt empty. She was not living. She was not happy. She was merely following orders from the higher-ups. If she could, she would restart her life. She never wanted to be a murderer. She wanted to live happily and have a family of her own; a home to go back to. The day came when she decided to stop killing. She got tired. The only way out was to kill herself. She was never afraid of death. She killed herself where no one would ever find her corpse. When she came to, she woke up as another person; a weak young man. This person was not weak physically but mentally. He was abused mentally and she just happened to possess this man’s body. She was no longer Ariel Atoms, the top-class assassin everyone feared. He was now Ajax Rodney, the weak rodent whom everyone bullied and made fun of. That was about to change and this was his story.