His Death Shocked Me Change Into Passive Voice

After transmigrating into a high-martial arts world where everyone was built like an elite athlete, Chen Kuang also obtained a golden finger, a cheat ability that refreshes daily, allowing him to stack passive skills. He figured he should keep a low profile and grow steadily while lying low... But the world had other plans. People just wouldn’t stop treating him inhumanely and so his passives kept piling up. [Flesh Reishi]: Your flesh is nearly infinitely regenerative and rivals celestial treasures, consuming it can prolong life and cure ailments. [Sword Heart]: You possess an innate, enlightened sword heart, when a blade is in your hand, it becomes an extension of your will. [Fortune in Misfortune]: Every calamity you survive grants you a corresponding blessing. [Heavenly Demon Mimicry]: Any technique used against you can be instantly replicated as your own. [Celestial Visage]: Your handsomeness rivals that of the divine. This year... The future empress who would dominate the world was still a helpless orphaned brat, tucked under Chen Kuang’s arm as he fled. The revered "Benevolent Immortal" faced his trolley problem and was forever burdened with an inescapable heart demon. The undying demonic sovereign was just a timid little maid serving a courtesan. The White Dragon True Monarch, who would later slaughter his way through the demon race, was still nothing more than a drifting piece of frayed rope. And Chen Kuang, then a death-row convict, set the chaotic world ablaze, starting with a single torch.

I thought it was just a night. A strange offer. A private room. A man I didn’t know, hiding in shadows, commanding me with nothing but his voice. He never touched me. But he ruined me completely. I came undone from the sound of him alone. No name. No face, I could remember clearly. Just a voice that made me beg, break, and lose every inch of control I ever had. I told myself it was over. But then I saw him on national TV. Evric Draeven. Heir to the Draeven Holdings. Billionaire. Obedient son of a man who preaches power, purity, and perfection. A man known to the world as righteous and merciless to those who don't fit his image of what’s "acceptable." Evric wasn’t supposed to be like this. He wasn’t supposed to want someone like me. And I wasn’t supposed to crave him. But now he’s showing up in my life at my restaurant, in my dreams, in my phone. He knows everything. My name. My address. My weaknesses. He won’t let me go. He says I belong to him. That I was made for him. That his voice is enough to own me. And gosh, help me… He’s right. “If I ever touch you, you’ll never walk away from me again.” This is the beginning of a twisted obsession. Of lust, power, and a love that should never exist. And yet… I can’t escape it. 18+ WARNING This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction. If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed with caution. Read at your own discretion.

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Johan spent years rebuilding himself after Kemun, the powerful CEO who shattered his heart and left him with nothing but scars. When a job offer connects Johan to the company Kemun now leads, he refuses, until Kang walks in. Tall. Confident. And unmistakably Kemun’s son. What starts as a dangerous provocation turns into something much deeper. Caught between resentment, memories, and a tension that burns, Johan finds himself torn between a painful past… and an unexpected future with the one man he should never want. A short but intense.

Outer yard disciple of the Tiansang Spirit Palace, Xu Xiaoshou, had average talent. However, after coming out of his death seclusion, he realized that everything had changed. He had received a Passive System with many strange, miraculous passive skills: He would become stronger with every breath. He would become stronger when he got attacked. He would become stronger when he got mocked… Xu Xiaoshou was forced to shout, “Oh God, I don’t want to be like this either. Everything I did was because I was being forced to! I am so passive!”

When renowned game developer Giri meets his untimely end, he awakens as twelve-year-old Vel in the magical realm of Aeonalus—his own creation. Five hundred years have passed since he crafted the world, and Vel finds himself in the village of Oakhaven, facing threats that have evolved beyond his original designs. Determined to protect those he now loves, Vel embarks on a journey of self-discovery and courage, uncovering the true power of his past decisions and the weight of responsibility as he fights for his new reality.

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

"I Logged Into a Game Where Death Is Real" In the future, when reality offers no escape... only the game means survival. In the year 3500, the world has plunged into chaos—war, poverty, and a total collapse of the job market. With no future in the real world, people turn to Reality Escape, a full-dive virtual reality game where everything is tradable—skills, items, even your life. But this isn’t just a game. Once you log in, death in the game means death in real life. Eiden, an unknown nobody, is assigned by the system as an Escaper – Scout – Illusionist. No strength, no team, no guidance. He must learn to survive alone, deceive Hunters, decode the deadly maps, and awaken a path of skills unique to him. When players begin disappearing. When memories are reset. When the system starts to break... Eiden realizes: This isn’t a game. It’s a mass culling of humanity.

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Siren Thompson, and 18 year old boy has lived doing nothing with his life except wondering what he's wanted to do. However, when the past comes to haunt his friends and family, he's forced to make a choice that will affect the world as he knows it. He'll have to go through heart-break, loss, pain and trial and tribulation to survive this world

The universe was not born of fire or fury—but from a single, forbidden question that awakened all existence: "Who am I?" Sylos Starlost awakens in an infinite void—where not even darkness remains, only the unbearable absence of light, matter, time, and even memory. Yet, within him glows a fractured, radiant heart—an Anchor Memory, holding fragments of forgotten wars, lost love, and aching emptiness. When he touches it, a flood of forgotten truths overwhelms him. He recalls a final warning: "If ever that Voice finds you, do not respond with silence. Listen—wholly, fearlessly, completely." Thus begins his journey—not as a hero, not as the chosen one—but as the last to remain. His pilgrimage is not to conquer the cosmos but to reclaim what it once dared to be before silence swallowed all things. In seeking the answer to the primordial question, Sylos must face his greatest fear—not what lies among the stars, but the truth buried within himself.

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Seven years ago, he loved her like the world was ending— then disappeared without goodbye Now he’s back, standing in front of Maya with the same eyes that once tore her apart No apology No explanation Just that familiar gaze And a pain she thought she had buried But some wounds don’t fade They wait They remember And they break you all over again

In a world where the boundary between life and death fractures with every whispered name, Through the Veil, a Voice follows Solan Maelvaran—a fallen prince resurrected within a heretic's corpse. Bound to an ancient system and haunted by a living shadow called Wyrm, Solan is thrust into the Veiled Labyrinth, a realm of trials where memory, identity, and soul are the price of power. As divine relics, sealed Names, and forbidden towers awaken, Solan must navigate esoteric horrors, unravel truths older than gods, and confront the nameless force that speaks through his blood. His journey will unmake reality—or remake it, if he survives.

Masks. They hold strange powers, given to those who wields them. Among thousands of them, Ten Powers rises as these Masks holds concepts that can only be described as God-like. They are called, the Ten Heralds. Kiyoto is a young man who finds himself wearing a damaged, wooden-carved mask which he can't take off for some unknown reason. To add to his confusion, aside from his name, he cannot seem to remember his past life after waking up. He will then find himself involved in fierce battles and events that will help uncover the mystery of the Mask he is currently wearing...and it's underlying purpose of Change. https://discord.gg/gmh3xfJDfG

【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 "My Winky is Gone?!" Su Yan exclaimed inwardly, grappling with the reality of his changed body. He was no longer the person he once was. Now he had reincarnated into a different world and inhabited the body of a woman whose name was Su Mu. Su Yang, a game developer, meets an untimely end when he's hit by a truck. Instead of oblivion, he awakens in an unfamiliar, luxurious room. Looking in the mirror, he's confronted by the reflection of a stunning woman with long, silver-white hair and emerald green eyes – a body that is now his. As he explores his new body, a mix of disbelief, confusion, and a strange, burgeoning curiosity washes over him. He learns that his new identity is Su Mu, and soon after waking, memories not his own begin to flood his mind, revealing glimpses of Su Mu's life and her family. The silver-haired beauty—a statuesque figure adorned with a pair of full, graceful breasts—stared back at herself in the mirror. Su Mu, now inhabiting a beautiful woman's body that could make anyone fall for her, faces a significant problem: her attraction is still geared towards women, not men. But 'he' who has become 'she' is facing a major problem, and that is she can't make herself like men over women. "But, will I?"

In a world where speech is outlawed, one voice could start a revolution. Or end everything. Kael was raised in silence—just another forgotten soul in the crumbling outskirts of the Vowenrealm. But when blood is spilled and secrets rise, Kael discovers he holds a forbidden power: the ability to command with a single word. A Whisperer. Now hunted by a ruthless theocracy and haunted by the cost of using his gift, Kael must decide what he's willing to lose in order to set the world free—if he doesn’t lose himself first. The Last Voice is a dark, character-driven fantasy about power, memory, and moral fracture. Fans of grim settings, quiet rebellions, and morally grey protagonists will find much to love—and fear—in this tale. New Chapters on Mondays @ 12:00PM PST and Thursdays @ 12:00 PST

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags

This book is also known as "Douluo: I can only suffer for Xiaogang". I just woke up and a beautiful apprentice was feeding me medicine. I drank it without any precautions. As a result, when the apprentice walked out, I flipped through the memory of my previous life and found out. Oh my God, you Gou Shi, I traveled through time and became Qianxunji, the Douluo of the Secret Chamber? ? ? At the beginning, I was facing the situation of being killed by the apprentice in revenge. Fortunately, I was bound to the Douluo Supreme Villain System. As long as I made the righteous unhappy, I could continue to become stronger. Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao... your nightmare is here.

In Lurea, where elemental magic rules, being waterborne is a death sentence. Sael has always lived in the shadows—mute by sin, orphaned by fire, and burdened with the deadly gift of waterborne magic. On the coastal island of Tersail, where survival is a constant struggle, Sael just wants to remain unnoticed. But when ancient protections begin to fail and whispers of shipwrecks spread, he’s sent on a dangerous mission to uncover the truth. As the power within him grows, Sael finds it harder to control. His magic, once a curse he could barely understand, begins to rise—and if he’s not careful, it won’t just drown his enemies. It will drown everything.

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Post-Apocalyptic | Supernatural Before light, there was Chaos—a god born of shadow, cast into a mirror world by the god of light and cursed to fade into nothingness. In this dying replica of Earth, humanity fights for survival against the World Eaters, monstrous beings sent to devour everything. But Chaos will not go quietly. With his last strength, he scattered seven black crystals, fragments of his power, across the prison world—waiting for someone to find them. Waiting for a spark. That spark is Zenith, a seventeen-year-old orphan drawn to a forgotten ruin by a force he doesn’t understand. When he touches the crystal, he awakens the ancient voice of Chaos itself—and becomes its reluctant vessel. As Zenith struggles to resist the god inside his mind, he’s pulled into a desperate mission: to recover the remaining crystals, unlock his true potential, and uncover the horrifying truth… This world isn’t real. And the only way to save it is to destroy it. But Chaos has his own plans. And Zenith may not survive becoming the weapon he was never meant to be. ---

An apocalypse descends on the world as monsters came from portal called dungeons. Huamns awakened to fight this tragedy, awakened were blessed with trait that set them apart from other huamns who used magic books to start on this path of becoming hunter. Mana was power that can help someone trample over everyone if they have enough of it along with magic skills to convert energy into fighting power. A weak F Rank Hunter awakens with the Skill [Shadow Wolf] skill in a desolate city as he finds out something out of ordinary in his status panel. [ Name- Aryan Zogami ] [ Rank- F Rank ] [ Magic Skill- Shadow Wolf ] [ Passive buff- Stacking ( Unique- Awakened ) ]

This is just like any isekai story you have read or watched, where mc and his classmates get isekai'd together. Where the mc enjoys his life in another world, peacefully while his classmates work hard to save the world. But here's a twist, mc isn't a normal person either, he wants a peaceful life yes, but he wants the peaceful life over corpses of dead bodies, of not just humans, but demons, devils, angels, and what not. And if you want to enjoy a slice of life series, heavily inspired from similar slice of life type isekai Animes like my instant death ability, and other Mc's that are op from the beginning, but in final destination style, then make sure to read this fic. This fic has 40% slice of life, 30% Sex and 30% Brutal killings just like final destination style, then do give my fic a try Read my fanfics:- Glitch in reality 250+ chapters Rizz Leveling 80+ chapters Join My Patreon For Advance Chapters https://patreon.com/EmperorNumix Paypal:- https://www.paypal.me/SVora02 Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/jcUtMVCevV Additional tags:- Final destination, isekai, blood, gore, violence, war, chilling life, starter village, death (Warning: This novel is contains a lot of bloodshed and gore just like final destination series, and it will also contain sex which can be morally questionable to some people, so if you aren't into bloody stuff and prefer vanilla slice of life, then this novel isn't for you) •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No blood related Incest - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - A lot of Netori and Stealing - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - No unnecessary Drama]

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