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Thanos Army

REBORN AS A NECROMANCER : BUILDING THE ULTIMATE UNDEAD ARMY

Three centuries ago, reality tore open and parasites from another dimension poured through. They didn't just kill humanity—they consumed it, wearing human faces while spreading like a plague through every major city. The strong became Originals, commanding lesser generations in a hierarchy of monsters that humanity calls Bloodsuckers. Now they own everything. Governments, corporations, entire cities bow to creatures that should be myths. That's when the Shadowguard was born. They were humanity's elite hunters equiped with the skills and tools to put an end to the bloodsuckers. But they became nothing more than political tools, protecting the wealthy while the poor got harvested by Bloodsuckers like cattle. Kaine Cross was one of the best hunters alive until he walked away from the corruption. He decided to become a solo hunter. Unfortunately, going freelance got him killed by the very monsters he'd spent twelve years learning to destroy. Death was supposed to be final. Instead, Kaine awakens in an ancient tomb with a system that makes him something the bloodsuckers have never faced—a predator that grows stronger with every kill, commands armies of the dead, and turns their own kind against them. Every kill feeds his strength. Every corpse becomes a loyal soldier. Every battle expands his growing army until even vampire lords will bow or join his ranks permanently. [LEGENDARY WEAPON ACQUIRED: SOUL END - THE DEATH REAPER] [SKILL UNLOCKED: CORPSE DOMINATION - UNLIMITED ARMY CAPACITY] [MORTAL ESSENCE SYSTEM: ABSORB POWER FROM EVERY KILL] Zombies. Liches. Reapers. Wights. Revenants. And even monster girls; beautiful, deadly creatures once enslaved by the vampires now serve at his side, bound by Kaine’s will or by lust, vengeance, and freedom. He's not a hero. Heroes save people. Kaine Cross collects enemies and turns them into allies, whether they want to be or not. The vampires ruled through fear for centuries. Now they're about to learn what happens when death itself holds a grudge. Join Kaine as he builds an unstoppable army of undead and monster girls, and leads them on a path of blood-soaked revenge. Build an army. Claim your revenge. Rule the dead.
RetardedCulture · 66.8K Views

Creating A Succubus Army In A Fantasy World!

[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, monster girls, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ..... Creed Walden was a man of culture. Refined. Sophisticated. A true enjoyer of the finer things in life. Which was exactly why he ended up getting shot in the nuts. Who knew that messing with a gangster’s woman would lead to such unfortunate circumstances? One moment, he was enjoying the peak of pleasure, the next—BANG! Eternal darkness. But instead of fading into nothingness, he woke up… in a completely different world. A world he knew. It was the setting of a novel he had read ten years ago—a brutal, unforgiving wasteland where monstrous creatures roamed, and humanity teetered on the brink of extinction. The Apocalypse had begun. Here, humans awakened incredible talents to survive. Some became swordmasters, capable of cutting mountains in half. Others became mages, wielding fire and lightning at their fingertips. The strong ruled, the weak perished, and only those with true power could thrive. And Creed? He awakened… a summoning ability. Not bad, right? He could call forth mighty beasts, legendary heroes, or divine warriors to fight for him! At least, that’s what he thought. Until his first summon appeared. A gorgeous, sultry woman with horns, bat-like wings, and a very inappropriate outfit. A Succubus. It didn’t take long for Creed to realize the shocking truth—his summoning ability could only summon Succubi! The apocalypse was raging. Civilization was collapsing. People were awakening godlike powers to fight for survival. And here he was. Surrounded by beautiful, seductive demons who thrived on… other kinds of energy. Creed leaned back with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and wicked excitement. “...Well, I suppose there are worse fates.”
DungeonHunter · 1.2M Views

Seven Nation Army

Fourteen years of war nearly destroyed the world. Seven years of peace have barely held it together. The Seven Nation Army, forged from the ashes of World War III, stopped the bloodshed and vowed to protect the fragile balance. But peace has a price—and not everyone is willing to pay it. A shadow looms over the fractured world. The New World Order, a ruthless organization born of chaos, plots to tear apart the fragile ceasefire. Their vision? Burn the old world to the ground and rebuild it on their terms. At the forefront of this conflict, Bravo Squad stands as humanity's shield. Led by Captain Sohel Choudhury, callsign "Ghost," this elite unit faces a daunting task: unravel the NWO's plans before the world is plunged into World War IV. But trust is scarce, alliances are fickle, and the battlefield is no longer confined to nations—it’s everywhere. Victory isn’t guaranteed, but failure means the end of everything. — “If taking one life can save a thousand, we have to pull the trigger. If that one life is at the end of your barrel, and you won't be able to take the shot, leave this room right now. Because if you don't take the shot, your enemy will. And he won't hesitate. I assembled you here to win a war, not to turn all of you into cannon fodder.” Sohel took a deep breath and looked out over his squad. “Now, let me ask again, does anybody want to leave? Does anyone here think that he'd not be able to pull the trigger?” The room buzzed with one synchronized sound, “No, sir.”
Captain_Sadistic · 247.5K Views

Villain: Conquering The World With My Army Of Beautiful Bandits!

[Warning: Mature Content and a ruthless, villainous, badass mc!] Kael Draven was once the feared leader of an underground mafia empire. A shadow ruler who pulled the strings behind the scenes. But power comes at a price. Kael learned that the hard way when a bullet pierced his ear, and his trusted ally betrayed him, bringing his life to an end. Bang! As his empire crumbled and his body hit the cold floor, all he could think was, ‘What a pathetic way to go.’ Instead of hell, Kael woke up in a far more dangerous world, with a body stronger than ever—youthful, shredded, with muscles for days and an ego that could crush mountains. His title? Master of the Crimson Maw. He now led a bandit group that had angered a mysterious force and been wiped out—except for one survivor: a strong, silent gladiatrix who wanted nothing to do with him. To make things even more interesting, his body bore a glowing tattoo that whispered in his mind: “Bond. Through body. Through soul.” But Kael wasn’t one to back down. He didn’t like losing. So what if his base was a dilapidated shack? So what if his army was just one extremely voluptuous warrior? Kael wasn’t here to play small. He was going to turn this ragtag bandit group into a force feared by all, with a harem of deadly beauties who would bow to no one but him! Welcome to the Crimson Maw. Where the training is brutal, the beauties are overpowered, and the only thing more dangerous than an enemy is the bandit king himself. Let the grind begin! ….. [WPC 25 Entry! Support guys!] Additional Tags: #Territory Management. #Strong To Overpowered. #Antihero #Badass Mc #Shrewd Mc #Tight Plot
DungeonHunter · 45.4K Views

rabid knight

DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL ROMANTIC THRILLER  ......... The feeling of being trapped in closed space is terrifying however to be trapped in one's own body is a nightmare. Their consciences are both filled with remorse and shame, drowning them in misery. When an ex soldier with dark history gets accosted by the Predator in Paradise, she suppresses her weaknesses to be a survivor. Humanity Fear Remorse Principles He was a victim, escalating into an unstable parasite with an unsatiated craving for blood and pain. ~An evil is not born ~Agony molds you ~Numbs your feelings A hardcore evil is born as one suffers where redemption and retribution is all that he can desire... Some sins can be irreversible Will he lose his chance to atone for his crimes and quench his dolour? She is cynical and despises having episodes of emotional meltdown. She became familiar with the slow and overwhelming pain when there is no closure. She is his perfect match. She drives him toward insanity. Beautifully broken, both having scars staining the soul.  Pain soothes agony. ......... His pov I believe my heart has been devoid of love and affection since then. Not a single soul knew about my miserable life, the pathetic life of this lone wolf, the Ive Michaelson who brags around with his immense power and inhumane heart. The aftermath of that horrible incident was me lying on that cold floor. I dragged my butterfly knife to my wrist. I carved vertical lines which meant I'd bled faster and die faster. People who cut horizontally across the wrists in light lines never really wanted to die subconsciously. They fear death. But I knew better. I meant business. I had cut a deeper slash than last time. But I can't die yet. I grabbed my arms attempting to stop the flow. I wrapped my handkerchief around it. But it won't hurt me to try. Maybe I'll succeed if it's my lucky day. ......... Her pov No human is deemed worthy for life in his eyes. He wet his lips and tilted his head to the side like a complete psychopath, lowering his head a bit. He was gawking at me with those amber eyes turned slightly red. He smiled. Inhumane. I felt fear. Cold fear. The same nauseated feeling came back as he kept that smile while the second tear left his eye. Pain and only pain was visible in them. "That's why you are special. Now I must return this favour askim" he whispered. That craziness surfacing little by little in his smile made it hard for me to breathe. He was sick. ......... I believe in liberal and non sexist views which are portrayed in this book. The male leads can be really fucked up & intrigue characters. The female leads are equally strong and evil. Each character has his own perspective & emotional experiences which mould him into the kind of individual he is & explain the reasons for his particular behaviors. CONTENT AND/OR TRIGGER WARNING: Scenes of drug use, sexual abuse, harassment, self harm, violence & mature language which may be triggering for some readers. I don't plagiarize others otherwise it's purely coincidental.
xx_sha_army_xx · 36.6K Views

Scout of a Forgotten Army: Those Who Remember Forget

Cold. That was Lucas’s first thought upon waking in the Tower of Arrival—a vast, echoing chamber of stone and silence. His memories were scattered, fractured, lost to a storm he couldn’t name. Around him, others stirred—strangers as hollow-eyed and disoriented as he was. None of them knew why they were here. None of them remembered who they had been. Before questions could take shape, a figure of light appeared—a holographic echo wrapped in robes of gold. It offered no comfort. Only truth. “You are far from home. But your home is no more.” The voice warned them not to chase the past. That their memories were shards of a shattered world, and seeking them would only bring pain. Instead, they were told to start anew in Hollowrest—a frontier town carved into the edge of survival, flanked by the haunted ruins of the east and the war-born might of the northern Iron Confederacy. They were free, the figure said. Free to choose their path. Free to live and die by their own will. And to aid them, it offered a gift: The System. A tool of power. A tether to progression. A curse in disguise. Then it vanished, and the world began. Lucas should have moved forward like the others. He should have chosen a guild, built a new life, played the game the world demanded. But something inside him screamed. A whisper. A spark. A question that refused to fade: Who was I… before all this? And worse—why does the act of remembering make him forget even more?
AgentPaper · 4.1K Views
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