Virtue Tessa

I was born in the 1980s, and officially stepped into the world of Feng Shui in 2006. Over the past decade, I’ve witnessed mysteries that most would never believe. In 2013, over 100,000 fish died mysteriously in Liaozhong Reservoir… In Tower Bay Street, spirits marched in a ghostly parade… In Wenguantun, shadowy markets rose at dusk… And in front of the Shenyang Imperial Palace, a ghostly princess once sat in her palanquin. Were these the workings of nature — or something far more ancient and unseen? In ten years, I’ve saved lives — and yes, I’ve ruined some too. Feng Shui is like a blade: it bears no evil or virtue. The darkness lies in the hearts of men. This book is not written to boast about my mastery or to chase after the sensational. I write to share a truth: Feng Shui can nurture life — or destroy it. There is no good or evil in the art itself. Only in the human heart.

Title:섭우춘빙 (Seop Woo Chun Bing) Author: 밤꾀꼬리 Description: *Clang!* The mask split in half, revealing a face so extraordinary it seemed almost otherworldly. Skin as pale as if it would smudge with the slightest touch, a sharp and elegant nose, perfectly shaped lips. Every feature was as refined as if sculpted by a master artisan, untouched by the passage of time. Once jet-black like the night, the hair had turned as white as the snow-capped mountains of the northern lands. It was still beautiful, but a fragile, ethereal quality had been added, as if the figure might scatter and dissolve into the air at any moment. As the mask fell away, revealing eyes beneath fluttering, slow-blinking lashes, they shone like polished black onyx—noble and luminous. It was a visage so close to a work of art that it seemed a pity only Ye Kang-oh and the sun bore witness to it. However, in the presence of this breathtakingly handsome man, Ye Kang-oh’s expression began to crumble. There was no way he couldn’t recognize that face. Not because it was a beauty that could rival even Song-ok or Ban-ak, but because it belonged to someone who had once been Kang-oh’s protector. "Is it you?" Ye Kang-oh, the youngest disciple of the Black Sky Lord, stood before the man he had once revered and adored. Dan Woo-hyo, the Lord of White Virtue Palace, whom the martial world believed to be missing, was there. "Has it really been you all along?" ------------ I am NOT the author. I'm just translating this novel.

In a world where sin is sacred and virtue is treason, a betrayed knight unlocks a forbidden power and begins a war against the holy empire. Seven lost warriors. Seven forgotten virtues. One revolution. To sin is divine… but so is vengeance.

Ascension: Beyond the End The Tower stands eternal—an ancient construct older than time, unreachable at its peak, and worshipped by gods who didn’t build it. For eons, the brave and the broken alike have climbed its floors for glory, power, or salvation. Adyanth is none of those things. Born into propaganda and raised in rubble, he lost the ability to feel joy—or grief—when a missile shattered his childhood. He didn’t become stronger. He didn’t grow kinder. He simply endured. Now, after six silent months in a coma, the Tower has invited him to ascend. Most see it as a divine calling. Adyanth sees it as a mistake. Armed with nothing but sarcasm, sociopathy, and a stolen clown mask, he climbs not to redeem the world… but to annoy the one that made him. Where others seek godhood, he seeks poetic inconvenience. And if there's truly a power atop Floor 150? He’ll take it—not to rebuild existence, but to turn it sideways and laugh. This isn’t a story of vengeance or virtue. This is a spite-fueled march to the top, starring a man too numb to care and too stubborn to quit. And at the end of all things, when the last trial cracks and the heavens scream? The joke’s on the universe.

Hell’s Escape is a dark, psychological action saga about damnation, survival… and the possibility of redemption. When the wicked die, they descend into a realm of fire and shadow—Hell, where the most corrupted souls, the Hellbound, face a gauntlet of seven deadly trials. Each trial is a crucible forged from a deadly sin and its opposing virtue. Only those who embody the virtues—and resist the weight of their sin—can ascend and be reborn. The rest are damned forever. Each Hellbound is branded with two marks: – A sin, granting cursed power that grows stronger the more it devours them. – A virtue, the key to real strength—and the only path to escape. Enter Damien Veyne, a manipulative murderer once feared as the devil himself. He has no illusions of sainthood and no desire for forgiveness. But in a system designed to grind monsters into martyrs—or erase them entirely, he’s forced to confront a harrowing truth: Only those who change survive. Only those who redeem escape. As Damien claws through monsters, sinners, and twisted reflections of humanity, a question stalks him like a shadow: Can a man built on lies ever find something real enough to redeem?

“The least a person born into this world can do is take care of themselves.” “I’m no one’s hero.” All I want is a peaceful life—a life where I can sit around doing jackshit. I, Sigurd, refuse to be a martyr. The village’s safety? My ass! They can all burn for all I care—my only obligation is to myself and myself alone. That’s why I ran. I’ll run as far as my legs can take me. I won’t let them throw me in that pit with those monsters. I’ll tame a beast of my own choosing. Ambition? I don’t have any. You want compassion? Then tough shit. If selfishness is a virtue, then I’m a goddamn priest!!

Young Lin Yi, betrayed by his beloved, had his core taken away and became a pariah despised by all. At a fortuitous moment, Lin Yi acquired the ancient legacy 'Chaos Sword Body Technique', rising against the odds to embark on a path of revenge! "Those who have wronged me, Lin Yi, shall be repaid a hundredfold!"

RELEASE: 2+ chps/weekend NOTE: Vol. 4-6 chapters are LONG (revisions pending). Normal chapter count would be ~500 for Vol. 1-6. When college physics student Mizuki Hakuto faces the obligatory bus-kun death of all isekai protagonists, he's brought face-to-face with a divine entity. When not mocking Mizuki, the so-called godling explains the nature of the universe – gods, godlings, mythical beasts, and more. Most importantly, magic is real. Just...not on Earth. Inspired by Earth's manga and having a penchant for drama, the godling offers him the opportunity to experience these things on a different world. The world is ruled by a strange god that treats it like a divine petri dish, and it's filled with interesting creatures the god collected from all across the universe. The god of this strange planet seems welcoming and helpful at first, but Mizuki quickly realizes that all is not as it seems in the magical world of Azura. Wielding science and newfound sorcery, Mizuki investigates the fundamental laws of magic, the nature of the divine, and more, but his progress is watched in secret by powerful forces. As he gains knowledge and power, and his darker nature is revealed, will the gods sit idly by? FAQ: Q – What's the overall tone of this story? A – It seems pretty lighthearted at first, but the trajectory of the story makes it progressively darker. I'd say the story takes itself fairly serious at times, but the characters' personalities lend to plenty of comedic dialogue. Especially in the lull between major events. Q – Isekai tropes? A – Yes. Some are leaned into, some are mocked, but most make an appearance in some form. Q – Is the MC's prior life relevant? A – Yes! The MC relies heavily on knowledge specific to Earth, and especially his science background. The MC trying to reconcile his scientific understanding from Earth with this newfound variable of magic is a major theme of the story. Q – How is the MC isekai'd? Is he reincarnated? A – In the most tropey way possible, of course. He gets hit by a bus. After dying, he's resurrected in his original body and sent to another world as 18 years old. Q – Is there slavery in this isekai? A – Yes, and it's not a pretty industry. However, the MC detests the slavery on Azura. The story won't shy away from the effect it has on the lives of those the MC meets. This will not be one of those stories where the MC virtue signals about how bad slavery is, but inexplicably keeps slaves of their own and it's painted as 'good' because the slaves are 'treated well'. Q – Is the MC overpowered? A – Absolutely, but this will change much later, as the story progresses. Q – Is this another self-insert isekai story? A – I certainly think it's true that the MC lacks personality early on in the series – it takes a while to learn much about his personal life on Earth or personality. We're watching an MC who seems to be a reactionary person on Earth, just going through the motions, necessarily develop more of a sense of self in a world where his actions are more consequential. Q – You tagged this as 'romance'...is there a harem? A – Yup. It takes a long time for the second romance to happen, and the harem always remains very small, but eventually it happens.

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She knees before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

'MICHAEL KINGSTON' The very name resonated with a multitude of meanings, each as potent and distinct as the individuals who uttered it. To some, he was the towering figure of a great general in the United States Army, a master strategist who shaped the battlefields of his time. To others, he was a beacon, a leader who inspired and guided the masses. In the world of commerce, Michael Kingston was spoken of in hushed, awestruck tones – the greatest businessman the world had ever witnessed. He was a paradox, a man who embodied both the gentle virtues of righteousness and kindness, and the stark, unwavering force of ruthlessness when the occasion demanded. Respect and fear walked hand-in-hand in his wake. Such was his influence that, for much of the 20th century, the trajectory of the world itself seemed to bend to his will. This is the extraordinary life of the great Michael Kingston. Note: Real life historical politicians, actors and actresses will be included in the story.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

In a world where tarot cards bleed, constellations whisper madness, and ancient sigils devour fate, the truth is but a veil over a cosmic horror long forgotten. When Izan Virel, a man from a broken future, awakens in the body of a long-dead scholar in a city that worships shadows, he finds himself bound to a cursed sigil—The Hollow Brand—a mark feared by both gods and men. Pursued by secret orders, hunted by divine beasts, and haunted by memories not his own, Izan must walk the twisted paths of Astrological Houses, Sinful Virtues, and Cursed Elements to ascend through forbidden knowledge... or be consumed by it. As eldritch forces stir beneath a crumbling reality, and forgotten deities awaken from their cryptic slumber, one man’s reincarnation may either save existence— —or bring forth its beautiful annihilation. --- Dark Fantasy | Occult Horror | Power Progression | Mystery | Steampunk

Ray had always been a man of virtue, fashion and the all round "Mr shady cool".But his relationship life had been the worst part of him.Facing two break ups,he therefore comes to a decision that all girls are the same and cannot even be loved or fall in love with.But finally,one lady crosses his path.Elegant, beautiful and enthusiastic Elena.But he decides to make it a "Detective Love"................

Princess Tiana is a ravishing beauty beyond words. Every young man covets her hand in marriage, but she can't marry just anyone; her suitor must be a prince and the heir to the throne. However, Princess Tiana harbors a secret: her dependence on sex is an all-consuming force, one she can't shake off for more than 12 hours, often finding herself in need of sex every six hours. The conundrum is, she must preserve her virtue to wed, a feat that seems improbable given her circumstances. With her tresses a radiant shade of purple-pink, she's the most stunning princess in the land. Yet, her father, the king, has other plans - he wishes her to marry Prince Dan. But will she be able to conceal her secret and meet the marital requirement of virginity, or will her true nature be exposed? Meanwhile, Prince Ryan, known as the cursed prince, might reject her altogether. Will she find love and acceptance, or will her secrets tear her apart?

In the endless void, a soul drifts, unlike most. It clings to its memories, shielding them from the universe's corrosive flow, bound by an unyielding vow whispered from the depths of its consciousness. This soul is drawn to a world teeming with life, yet cursed by the shadow of a relentless war. A conflict that born from the decisions and ambitions of powerful beings. Soul awakens to a new life in this very world, thrust into the heart of the chaos. With its first breath, the crushing weight of powerlessness and despair slams into it. This is the story of a journey forged from nothing, a slow climb to the peak, fueled by a vow that refuses to be forgotten and a wrath that will break the destiny.

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

Years ago, Alpha Logan West lost everything—his Luna, his heart, and his belief in fate. Her death shattered him and the entire pack, and though the world saw a billionaire Alpha rising in power, behind the suits and silence lived a man full of rage. To punish the pack he blames for her death, Logan makes a ruthless decision: he’ll marry a human. Someone weak. Powerless. Unworthy of their traditions. Tessa Grant is chosen—a sharp-tongued, headstrong woman with no idea she’s walking into a storm. What starts as a cold-blooded move of vengeance turns into something neither of them can control. Tessa dreams of moons and forests she’s never seen. Logan begins to feel an impossible pull. The more they resist, the more the bond tightens. But the truth is darker than either of them knows. Because Tessa isn’t just anyone. She’s his Luna… reborn. And the ones who killed her the first time are ready to finish the job.

In the ruthless world of New York’s business empire, Tessa Leighton an ordinary orphaned girl finds herself trapped in a loveless marriage with the cold and handsome billionaire, Lucien Albrecht, all to cover up a scandal threatening the man’s corporate kingdom. Their marriage is a contract. No love, no touch. But when Tessa begins to open her heart, fate’s version of love strikes like a dagger. The woman who secretly still holds Lucien’s heart returns. Tessa’s life turns into a nightmare, especially after she overhears a wicked plan: she’s to be used as a tool to bear their child, without her knowledge. But life has its own way. Tessa is already pregnant from a mistaken night when Lucien, feverish and confused, thought he was with his lover. Upon learning the truth of the scheme, Tessa walks away from their luxurious home in the pouring rain with nothing. No family. No money. Only one determination: to protect her child. She refuses to be used, neither will her baby. Her child deserves happiness, but not under the same roof as that ruthless billionaire. A man who thinks only of himself and his heir. Tessa leaves. But can she truly break free from Lucien? What will Lucien do to claim his child? Or will he finally choose to be with his wife and child, and let go of the woman he never revealed to the public?

After being forced to fulfill 21 wishes across 21 different worlds, I thought I had finally earned my freedom. I was ready to die in peace… But then, I was brought back to life. One final wish. A tragedy. A virtue beyond understanding. This… is the beginning of the Black Wish!

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

Luna Lethal, a name synonymous with fear and power, ruled both the underworld and the elite circles of society. Orphaned young, she rose through treachery to become a master of manipulation and skill. Yet, her reign ended in betrayal—a laboratory explosion claimed her life. To the world, her death was a tragedy; to her enemies, a cause for celebration. But Luna awakens in the body of Aurora Smith, a neglected and ridiculed child despised by her adoptive family. Stripped of her former strength but not her will, Luna faces a choice: seek revenge for Aurora’s mistreatment or forge a new path. As her sharp mind and unyielding spirit transform Aurora’s life, shadows of Luna’s past resurface. Loyal followers sense her presence, while old enemies seek to destroy her again. Torn between vengeance and a fresh start, Luna must confront her identity. Is she still the Devil of the underworld, or can she find peace in a second chance at life? *****This book contains graphic violence, explicit sexual content, and mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. It is intended for adult audiences (18+) only.****** ****Discretion is strongly advised.****

Nora had only taken a nap in the car. When she opened her eyes, she realized she had time-traveled to ancient times. Luckily, she was bound to System Vee.9. There were more men than women here. Resources were scarce. All the men were stunning and well-versed in male virtues. Every single one of them was a test for Nora.

god is dead. Lucifer, driven mad by power after millennia of senseless slaughter, finally had enough. For ages, god had commanded, "YOU SHALL ENGAGE IN AN ENDLESS BATTLE FOR MY ENTERTAINMENT IN THE MIDDLE REALM." So they fought. And fought. And fought. But eventually, Lucifer discovered the cruel truth: while angels and demons clashed endlessly in His name, god had long since turned His gaze elsewhere. He had found something new. Humanity. Hidden away in a far-off place called Paradise, they thrived, untouched by the madness, with no rules given to them. He called it free will. While those who bled for HIM were forgotten. He was busy playing with his new creations. Lucifer saw this as betrayal. A step too far. He began to plot. Allied with the demons, he moved to overthrow god, aiming to rule the world as he saw fit. But not all hosts of Heaven and Hell shared his vision. Many stood with god, igniting a war that would last centuries. At last, Lucifer dealt the final blow, killing god and all who remained loyal. But he was not finished. Instead of ruling alongside Satan, the leader of the demons, Lucifer betrayed him, just as he had betrayed the Seven Generals of Hell, and even his own Seven Brothers of Virtue. Taking their World Stones as a price for his victory. Now, Lucifer reigns from Heaven, his eyes fixed upon the last refuge of mankind: Paradise. Destroying it and sending its inhabitants into the war-torn middle realm: Pangaea. Since the fall of Paradise, the world has plunged into chaos. The connection between the Three Realms—Heaven, Earth, and the Underworld—has been shattered. Lucifer’s puppets now walk among men, spreading deception, hunting for something. Is it power they seek? Worship? Both? Or something even greater. But all is not lost. In His final act, god left behind a last resort—a hidden hope buried deep within mankind. A chance to rise. A chance to fight back.

Content Warning: Godsplit contains scenes of violence, child endangerment, psychological trauma, and religious themes that may be disturbing/hurtful to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. "They say divinity is a blessing. But what if God's greatest regret became humanity's curse?" In the days of Noah, when the world was drowned to cleanse it of sin, God watched in regret. Swearing never to interfere in human affairs again, He shattered Himself into seven fragments—Archons—each embodying one of the seven virtues. These Archons were destined to live as humans, tested through trials to understand the true meaning of their virtues. Now, in the modern world, one Archon named Obil has broken the sacred oath. His faith twisted, Obil defies divine punishment and becomes a threat not only to humanity but to the fragile balance between gods and mortals. As ancient powers awaken and secrets unravel, the struggle to restore order and humanity itself begins. What to Expect: -A mix of divine mythology and modern-day fantasy -Complex characters wrestling with morality and faith -High-stakes conflicts -Thought-provoking explorations of virtues What Not to Expect: -Simple black-and-white good vs. evil tropes - Fluff or filler - Harem tropes -Overpowered mc Release Schedule: I will try to release new chapters after every 3 days.

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Love gives us the courage to dream, faith gives us the strength to believe, and determination gives us the resilience to persevere. With these three virtues, we can conquer fear, overcome doubt, and achieve greatness. ‎

In a world of lost souls, the bearer of divine energy ascends from sin in order to enlighten everyone with the lost knowledge of the ancient tribe. Inevitably, in search of salvation, the sinners of this realm will find comfort in the arms of its savior, leading to redemption and ultimate escape from our flesh-bound cages.

《Decisive killing》《He stands there asking me to kill, and I won't kill him》《If he doesn't die, should I die》《I can't be bothered to speak, and you're not worthy of listening》《I think demons have no sense of pain.》 Crossing into the ancient martial arts world where danger and opportunity coexisted, Fang Yuan held the "Book of Good People", as long as he did good deeds, he could become stronger, so he embarked on a path of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue

In his past life, Mo Liang  was born a commoner in a patriarchal martial world. He was a talented martial artist—disciplined, calculating, and destined for greatness. But the woman he trusted most, his senior martial sister and first love, betrayed him. She used his secrets to rise in power, left him crippled, and discarded him like broken pottery. Mo Liang died alone, despised, and consumed by bitterness. His final wish? "Let me never be fooled by a woman again." But fate has a twisted sense of humor.Mo Liang awakens in a foreign world—one where everything is reversed. In this land, women rule the martial world, inherit sects, lead armies, and cultivate with power. Men are ornaments, symbols of grace and purity, expected to obey and submit. The world reveres strength in women and virtue in men. He is now Sima Rin , a 10-year-old boy from the noble yet declining Sima Clan  of the Northern Murim Alliance. The clan was once known for its fierce female warriors and refined male courtiers, but now it stands on the brink of ruin—politically weakened, economically strained, and hunted by ambitious rivals.Rin is stunning—angelic face, porcelain skin, long flowing hair, and soft-spoken charm. Everyone sees him as the precious little son of a ruined clan: someone to protect, marry off, or control. But inside this fragile vessel lives the soul of Mo Liang—the cold, jaded cultivator who once survived hell. He refuses to live bound by silk chains and smiling lies. Behind his gentle eyes, he observes the matriarchal world with razor precision. He begins training in secret—drawing from manuals, abandoned techniques, and relics of a forgotten era where power had no gender. He will rise. Not as a “son” to be wed. Not as a pawn in political games. Not as a flower to be admired.

Strength was a true virtue in this world and lack of it meant lack of standing. With the redundant system this low born goes on to be the strongest cadet