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The Gods Must Be Crazy Iii

The Villains Must Win

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"
MiuNovels · 42.1K Views

Among the Hidden Gods

Jhin Pak, an 18-year-old orphan in modern-day Seoul, lives a life of misery, burdened by debt and an uncertain future. When he finally opens a mysterious door that has haunted his dreams for years, he is thrust into an unforgiving world that blends magic, supernatural forces, and political intrigue—a place ruled by secret societies and dark cults. Upon entering this new world, Jhin awakens in the body of Leonard Astraeus, a young noble who died in a failed occult ritual. Leonard’s fragmented memories slowly return, revealing that his death was tied to a dangerous conspiracy involving forgotten gods and cursed artifacts. Now, as Jhin navigates his new life as Leonard, he must survive in a world where every shadow hides a secret, and every truth is buried in lies. Caught between his past as Jhin and his new identity, Leonard discovers a mysterious and forbidden skill known as the Abyss Veil, a power that connects him to a cursed artifact with untold potential. As his powers grow, so does the attention of those who seek to control or destroy him. But with every use of his newfound abilities, Leonard finds himself drawn deeper into the conflict between occult factions vying for power—each with their own dark agendas. In the midst of the chaos, Leonard’s sister, Maya, a brilliant engineering student, becomes entangled in the conspiracy as rumors of cults and an ancient prophecy swirl around her. As she uncovers more secrets, she remains skeptical, dismissing the occult forces as nothing more than strange rumors. With the world on the brink of a devastating war between gods, Leonard must confront his own demons, unravel the truth behind his transmigration, and decide whether he can stop the cults before they unleash an apocalypse. Will Leonard uncover the mysteries of the gods and control the power within him? Or will the forces that seek to use him for their own purposes push him past the point of no return?
LexHxrt · 2.9K Views

THE KILLERS OF GODS

Dans un monde où les dieux règnent en maîtres absolus, les humains ne sont que des pions, soumis à leur cruauté et à leurs caprices. Kenpachi Zaraki, unique survivant du massacre de son village, est hanté par une scène d’horreur absolue : son foyer réduit en cendres, sa femme et son fils gisant sans vie, exécutés sous l’ordre des dieux pour avoir été accusés de complicité avec la divinité déchue Yeshoua. Après trois jours d’inconscience, il se réveille au milieu des cadavres, brisé mais vivant. C’est alors qu’il fait un serment : se venger des divinités qui lui ont tout pris et libérer l’humanité de leur tyrannie. Désormais consumé par sa haine, Kenpachi ne reculera devant rien. Peu importe qui se dresse sur son chemin—humains, berserks ou fidèles serviteurs des dieux—il les anéantira sans hésitation. Mais au fil de sa quête sanglante, il croise des âmes partageant sa haine des divinités et d’autres prêtes à risquer leur vie pour ses idéaux. Chaque pas vers la vengeance le plonge dans un monde plus sombre encore, où chaque combat met à l’épreuve les limites de son humanité. Dans cette guerre où justice et pitié n’ont plus leur place, Kenpachi devra affronter une question cruciale : conserver ce qui reste de son âme ou tout sacrifier pour accomplir sa vengeance. La révolution des mortels commence. Les dieux trembleront. Quand la rage devient une arme… peut-elle réellement terrasser l’immortel ?
RONOHXMULIRO · 937 Views

Crazy Blood Demon

My new villain novel: Project: Demonic Skeleton Lord Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 18+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. I was pretty inspired by ORV to begin with, so if that bothers you you can leave. Because I've been annoyed by people who've read 5 chapters and say it's a copy. The first 7 chapters it's going to be very similar to 40 chapters it's going to be a little bit similar and then not at all. Bob Reloud was a strange kid—psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist who reviewed footage of the incident. But when the psychiatrist met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults at Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterward, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with a stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Bob’s dad started beating him, and his mom tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Bob became extremely angry, went into his psycho mode, and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin—a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train, Bob heard the powerful voice of the demon. The apocalypse was about to begin, and his story could finally unfold.
Morfus · 107.6K Views
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