Corporate Slave

Growing up in poverty, Sunny never expected anything good from life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Nightmare Spell and becoming one of the Awakened - an elite group of people gifted with supernatural powers. Transported into a ruined magical world, he found himself facing against terrible monsters - and other Awakened - in a deadly battle of survival. What's worse, the divine power he received happened to possess a small, but potentially fatal side effect... Character art by @Catphinee Discord: discord.gg/guiltythree Wiki: shadowslave.fandom.com OST: youtube.com/@skeuzmusic Reddit: reddit.com/r/shadowslave

In a kingdom where the weak are chained and the strong rule with claws, love is forbidden—especially for the Alpha King. Feared. Worshipped. Untouchable. Alpha King Thorne Valen reigns over the Northern Territories with brutal strength and an ice-cold heart. Cursed by the Moon Goddess to never love, he’s built his throne on blood and silence. Until her. Riven, a nameless slave with silver eyes and a broken past, was never meant to survive. Raised in chains, stripped of identity, she trusts no one. She doesn’t speak. She doesn’t dream. And she certainly doesn’t believe in mates. But when she’s dragged before the Alpha King, everything changes. One glance. One touch. And the bond roars to life. He calls her mine. He frees her from chains—but binds her to his throne. He bows to no one... except her. As desire sparks and secrets unravel, Riven discovers a dangerous truth: she is more than just his mate. She may be the key to breaking his curse... and the downfall of his entire kingdom. But will love be enough to heal a broken king? Or will their bond destroy them both?

2025 WSA ENTRY !!!! When Isaac opens his eyes, he finds neither eternal rest nor peaceful reincarnation... but a descent into hell. He wakes up in a world identical to his own, except for one terrifying detail: portals filled with monsters are popping up everywhere if no one stops them within three days. Here, only enlightened hunters - graded from F to SS - have the power to confront these nightmarish creatures. The problem? Isaac is an F-rank, an orphan with no future, condemned to survive in the shadows of the strongest. But one night, everything changes. His spirit is torn from this world and plunged into another, a veritable hell where humanity is no more than a herd of slaves under the yoke of dragons. Tortured and broken, Isaac soon understands one thing: this other world isn't just a nightmare... it's a warning. As he fights for his life, a miracle occurs: an enigmatic system enables him to steal the power of the monsters he slays. [*Ding* Would you like to absorb the physical stats?] Weak yesterday, predator today, he has but one goal: to unravel the mysteries of both realities and crush those who would see him fail. With a katana in hand and a secret burning in his soul, Isaac refuses to be a victim. If he wants to survive, he has only one option: become the ultimate hunter... before history repeats itself. If you'd like to discuss the book, I've set up a Discord server: https://discord.gg/sc4nWZwec2

My Goddess Slave Guys, imagine gods. You think they care? They don’t. They lie. They’re selfish. They only care about themselves. I died before. In my first reincarnation, I slayed the Demon King. I should’ve been a hero. But the kingdom branded me a criminal. They killed me. After that it was like I never existed. I woke up to the cold goddess. She promised to send me back to Earth. I became a king the one who killed the Demon King, with my soldiers. But after some time, they overthrew me. I died in that mountain cave. This time, I’m done playing by the gods' rules. This time, I’m doing me. Not the gods. Then I found a beautiful goddess after I died again. She reincarnated me into her world, thinking I’d help her fight the Demon King and go home. But she doesn’t know how hard it is to unite people. She doesn’t know what this world is really like. I showed her. She found out the truth that monsters are more kind and loyal than humans. Humans? They betray. They destroy. They don’t even care about the goddess. So she stopped blessing humans And started blessing monsters. Now they call her the new Demon King. But to me? She’s just my goddess slave.

In this world, people who reach the age of 12 will undergo the ceremony called Rite of Ascension, where they'll be blessed by any of the 12 gods. Their blessings determine the future of them. Alane Fitzgerald was the first heir of the Fitzgerald dukedom. Everyone believed that he would be the next chosen champion of the Sun God. Everyone believed that; even Alane believed that. Everyone loved him and cherished him. Until. On his 12th birthday, he undergoes the Rite of Ascension. Something went wrong, clearly wrong. None of the 12 gods didn't choose him; they didn't give him champion blessings, not even common or uncommon blessings. Worse than that, he was marked as a cursed devil. He was thrown into prison by his own parents, mocked by his own younger brother, and finally he was sold as a slave. He wants revenge; he wants to kill everyone who broke him and wants to make them suffer, even the gods who mocked him, but he is powerless. Then he met something dark, which offered him revenge. Gave its own blessings to him. Rather than blessings, it's a curse, yet it'll give him a chance to kill everyone.

[Ding!] [Mission: Form a contract with a Beast slave.] [Reward: New Skill] --- [Ding!] [Mission Completed!] [Reward : Shield (Lv1)] [Shield: Creates a barrier around host that can resist any form of attack. Its durability is equal to 100% of the host's max HP.] === Host: Lucian Whiteley HP: 100 Skills: Healing (Lv1), Shield (Lv1) Equipment: None === [Ding!] [Mission: Reach 100 points of favorability with Anna.] [Reward: HP +10,000] Lucian started with the Strongest Support System in the world of Altia, where he continued to buy beautiful girls from different races on his path to...

Betrayed by his beloved queen. Stabbed by the very men he raised to power. King Alaric died with a broken heart… and a blade in his chest. Fate’s twisted joke? He’s reborn. In chains. Collared. Beaten. Sold like cattle. Once a mighty ruler. Now a slave in a world of magic, monsters, and bastards with crowns. His new master? Arrogant with even little much money, and the personality of a wet cabbage. And just when he thought a future of scrubbing chamber pots and mopping floor— [DING! You have awakened the Domination System.] [Rule the strong. Break the proud. Tap the wife. Steal the life.] “I—wait, what?” [New Quest: Subjugate your Master's Wife.] [Reward: +500 Power | Domination Skill Unlocked – Command Voice] [Bonus: Do it on the master’s bed for extra EXP.] ---------- He grinned through the pain, eyes burning with ambition. They thought they broke him? They just gave him a reason to rise. Power. Revenge. Pleasure. He’ll take it all. ------------------ Note- No ntr, no yuri. Mc won't abandon his women, neither he will force them, and not every women will be subjugated. And System isn't all about subjugating others wives, and he won't be doing it often, it's just one of its features... Join Discord for character Arts: https://discord.gg/S9SMCUnx

"Your name is Kai. Not 1508. Remember that." "Yes, Master." He was born broken. Sickly. Weak. His left leg crippled by years of beatings. Slave 1508 was unworthy, unsold, and unwanted. In the dark corners of Omino Village-where women breed and children are raised only to be sold as slaves-there's no mercy for the useless. At eighteen, Kai was a failure. No one bought him. Three attempts. Three rejections. His fate? To be taken down. Erased. Killed. Until he arrived. A stranger with cold eyes and quiet power. He bought Kai without hesitation. Gave him a name. Touched him like he was something fragile... and precious. "You're mine now. And I decide what you're worth." Kai doesn't understand kindness. Or desire. Especially not when it comes with strong hands, low whispers, and a heat that coils in his belly every time his master gets too close. But the man who saved him is not just a savior. There are secrets behind that calm voice. And danger comes with every kiss. Kai was worthless. Until the right man decided he was priceless. --- Warnings!! This story contains dark themes, rape, slavery, physical/emotional trauma, mature content (18+), and power imbalance. Reader discretion is advised.

Rae, a perverted thief with bad luck and worse life choices, was caught peeping on a couple getting busy. Naturally, he got his ass kicked—and his life ended. Or so he thought. Just before his untimely demise, Rae had one last wish: to live like a king, surrounded by voluptuous women with big booties and even bigger breasts. Turns out, death wasn’t the end. It was just the beginning. Rae woke up in a fantasy world, and not just any world, but one where he was gifted a special system. A system... with some unusual tastes. [Ding!] [Quest: Drink breast milk from the source.] [Litres: 0/10] [Reward: Race Change from Goblin to a race of your choosing.] "Wait—what? I’m a goblin now?!"

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

What’s the point of being reborn… if you come back in chains? Life in Kyoto was already unraveling. My dead-end job, my fading relationship—my girlfriend could barely look at me anymore. Maybe part of me knew the end was coming. Maybe part of me wanted it to. And then it did. "Oi, wake up," a voice growled, thick with contempt. I opened my eyes to darkness—and pain. Tabata Yori. That was my name. Once. Before the world twisted. Before death spat me out into something colder and crueler. "Ugh, another worthless soul," the voice sneered. Then came the boots. Each kick was a brutal reminder: I wasn’t in Kyoto anymore. I wasn’t anywhere safe. I’d fallen into a world ruled by shadows, where power is pain and obedience is survival. Why was I brought here? What do they want from me? I don’t know yet. But I do know this: If I’m going to suffer, someone’s going to bleed for it. disclaimer: Cover artwork isn't mine and is temporary until I get a paid work done. Schedule: Looking for daily and will do as many chapters as I can each day. Thanks for any support that is given.

**Mature Content Warning** This novel contains morally bankrupt decisions, unapologetically villainous behavior, corporate warfare, system abuse, woman-stealing, protagonist-trampling, psychological manipulation, and occasional spicy entanglements—some consensual, others complicated. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world eerily similar to Earth—only where megacorporations rule entire cities and states like feudal lords—Vincent Cornelius wakes up in a soft bed beside a plump beauty. Reincarnated into the body of a rich, arrogant CEO in the gleaming city of Autumnvale, Vincent soon discovers he’s not just any rich patriarch—he’s a “villain father”, the kind destined to be humiliated, ruined, and killed so that his pathetic son, Lucas, can become a stepping stone for some arrogant, heaven-defying, cliché cultivation protagonist. But fate doesn’t know what it’s dealing with. Because Vincent isn't here to follow the script—he’s here to rewrite it. Armed with the Corporate Villain Expansion System, Vincent earns Villain Points for every time he defies the story’s “fated path”: Let the "hidden young master" stay hidden? +300 Villain points Humiliate the trash protagonist who awakened a divine bloodline? +500 VP ‘Educating’ his own useless son? +100 Luck Points! Giving female lead a ‘taste’ of reality? +1000VP +200LP Skills, poisons, underhanded deals, reputation-crushing press leaks—he can buy it all from the system, as long as he plays the role of the perfect villain… and wins. In a land where cultivation powers are monopolized by corporations, and destiny is rigged in favor of cookie-cutter protagonists, Vincent must grow his mid-tier family business into a corporate empire through any means necessary that can crush fated heroes and hostile corporations beneath its polished leather shoes. The world wants him dead. The story demands he lose. But Vincent Cornelius didn’t reincarnate to be anyone’s footnote. He’s about to prove that in this world, the real golden finger is a hostile takeover. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer (Filed Personally by Vincent Cornelius): If, by some cosmic accident, any names, corporations, or highly sensitive trade empires mentioned in this story resemble real-world entities—rest assured, it’s entirely coincidental. I am far too busy conquering fictional markets to bother with actual ones. No offense is intended. No lawsuits, either. Unless you’re a protagonist. In which case… file away. I'll be waiting—with a better lawyer and a hostile takeover plan. This is fiction. Relax. Or invest. E-Mail- xxvincentcorneliusxx@gmail.com

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

I was born with a silver coffin. A legacy forged not in gold, but in contracts, lawsuits, and corporate blood. My name is Lu Siyan, heir to the empire of the demon-king known as Father. An empire built on broken backs, smiling fangs, and boardroom executions. And today—today is the day it all begins to fall. Not with victory. Not with power. But with something far more terrifying. Failure. Glorious, theatrical, headline-worthy failure. The kind that unravels dynasties, bankrupts legacies, and makes shareholders weep into golden tissues. My vengeance is not a sword—it’s a balance sheet hemorrhaging red ink. They thought I was weak. A drama-addled heir, born to inherit, not dismantle. They were wrong. I will lose with such magnificence, even the economy will collapse in awe. And when my father sees the empire he built rot from the inside, devoured by the chaos he raised? He’ll understand. This is not rebellion. This is performance art in flames. Call it insanity. Call it legacy. I call it Act One.

#### WARNING #### THIS NOVEL CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX SCENES, EXTREME VIEWS, AND A VILLAIN MAIN CHARACTER. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The pacing is slower than typical and is heavy on the psychology and ideology. Reader discretion is advised ############ "St. Ignatius Academy is no safe haven for degenerate trash! This material proves that you are a danger to women and girls around you! Out of my sight! You are expelled! You shall never defile our hallowed halls with your disgusting presence again!" --SLAP-- "You are no son of mine! I wish I had aborted you! How dare you write such horrible things!" With those words, Aaron Zakhrov was thrown out with nothing but his brains and a thirst for never being weak or trusting again. Bit by bit, he built his new kingdom, where his word was law, and where he controlled everything: his friends, his enemies, his lovers and most of all, his destiny.

Yuuji Kanzaki was the kind of guy no one noticed unless it was to mock him. A 24-year-old shut-in with no job, no girlfriend, and an unhealthy obsession with degenerate visual novels, his greatest achievement in life was finishing 7 out of 10 bad endings in Empress Academy: Love & Discipline. Then one rainy night, fate (or a poorly-driven delivery truck) gives him a second chance. When Yuuji wakes up in Velhara, a parallel world ruled entirely by women, he expects the usual: cheat powers, a cool sword, maybe a cute elf waifu or two. Instead, he wakes up naked, chained, and branded with the [Harem System] ... as a slave. In this matriarchal society, men are rare, weak, and treated more like breeding stock than people. If he wants to survive and rise, he’ll have to play the Harem System's game. *** [Reminder: No NTR, No Yuri, MC will become strong]

Six years ago, Blake remembered it like it was yesterday. Watching my family being engulfed in flames, screams in the night akin to wailing banshees, and vampires attacked every member of his family with their sharp canines. My father, a strong warrior fighting against terrible evil, told me with hard eyes, “Run, my little brave one. Never look back.” His father pushed me against the forest, and my family died from the vampire attack. I’d been on the run for six years in the underground tunnel; darkness became my world until one day the underground tunnel was discovered by the vampires. They entered the tunnel like a deadly wave, capturing each individuals like me on the run, and I grabbed a sword, and I slashed the golden-masked man in the front. However, the mask didn't break, and the cold eyes stared at me like ice, and the man reached out to grab my thin neck, and he said in a low voice laced with menace, “Young one, you are the first one who dared to attack me openly.” His smile became sinister, and he threw me to the ground with a painful thud to my spine, and his words brought a chill to my heart, but it didn't erase the hate in me. Despite me trembling with fear, I did something bold and outrageous. I spat in his face. – Can Blake, who grew up in the underground tunnel, survive as a tyrant vampire prince’s slave? Come and find out! Read and find out what happens next.

Death was supposed to be the end. It wasn't. He had conquered the martial world as the legendary Blood God Energy—a master strategist whose name struck fear into enemies across the land. But even legends fall when those closest to them drive the knife deepest. Betrayed by the very lord he served, he died thinking his story was over. He was wrong. Reborn as Aslan, the fifteen-year-old crown prince of the fallen Maran Kingdom, he awakens to find his royal blood has become a death sentence. Enslaved by the very nobles who destroyed his homeland, he's thrust into the brutal gladiatorial arenas—not for glory or freedom, but for their twisted entertainment. They don't just want him to die; they want to preserve his corpse as a trophy, a taxidermied reminder of a kingdom's extinction. But they've made one fatal miscalculation. The body may be that of a scrawny prince, but the mind belongs to a master who has crawled back from death itself. Armed with memories of two lifetimes and an unbreakable will to live on his own terms, he'll transform from prey to predator. Because this time, he won't just survive the game of power and betrayal. He'll rewrite the rules entirely. In a world that sees him as nothing more than entertainment, how far will a dead man walking go to reclaim his throne?

He was a man. Then he woke up in a cage... with boobs. And a dick. Not even a woman. Not a man either. A futa. No memory of how it happened. No warning. Just a System… and a caged body no one explained. Dragged like cargo. Treated like a thing. Then the orcs came… Not to kill her—but to keep her. Not as a slave. As their holy breeder. And they worship her like a fertility idol—with teeth, tongues, and wombs ready. Every night, orc wives brawl to earn her body. And every climax… levels her up. Strength. Stamina. Skills. But her body isn’t hers. Her role isn’t hers. She’s just trying to survive. “Is this really how I’m supposed to get stronger?” In a world where women rule and men obey. She was a man. Now she’s a futa—and every orgasm brings her closer to godhood… or ruin. But this world doesn’t care about her past—only what she can give. Whether she’ll rise, serve… or get bred into something unrecognizable. WARNING: This is a gender-bender futanari novel. MC was a man, now has a female-coded body with both parts. Read tags before judging. Former Male MC | Futa Body | Gender Swap | Universal Breeding System | Multi-Race Harem | Women-Rule World

Vierva was in the slave trade market broken and battered until one day a rich man name Dante decided to buy her. Originally he had planned to use her for her pretty face but as time went on he found himself unable to refuse her anything and relying deeply on her. He needed her. She had him wrapped around her pretty little fingers and he knew, he would do anything for her. He knew she was using him, and that he probably deserved it, that slave girl he saved, he realized she wasn't the innocent person he thought he could use, she was strong, and powerful, and took what she want, and now she was going to use him.

Lenny Tales is a sick psychopathic assassin with a twisted sense of justice who goes around the world murdering corrupt politicians. But at his latest hit, a bullet changed trajectory in mid air and ended his life. However when he wakes up, he discovers that his Death was not an accident, and he had been Employed by Lucifer Morningstar, the one known as the devil. His Mission is to have revenge on behalf of the Devil who was backstabbed, and had the apocalypse stolen from him by his own demons. But as a mere him in a post apocalyptic world filled with death at every turn, with wicked Witches, Devils, Royal Demons, and entities that feed on weak humans as per time snacks, how will he carry out such a mission? Fortunately, he is born again with the Satan System... ........ 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.) (My Discord: https://discord.gg/5Gexp9wW)

Duke is forced by tradition to adventure out to the depths of the Underworld and make it out alive. Adapting to his newly found magical powers and making friends on the way, will he survive and make it make to Elizabeth? or will he stay in the caves to grow stronger

Many years ago most of earth's population got infected with a mysterious infection, the "curse of the hollowed". All these poor souls developed superhuman abilities but completely lost their mind and started aimlessly destroying everything around them. To protect themselves, humans built walls around their towns and hunters, as well as royal knights were hired to get rid of the danger. But just as people started gaining hope that the pandemic will be over soon, the "divine light cult" was formed with members that believed the curse was a divine punishment and humans aren't allowed to intervene, so the members started to kill those who tried to defeat the victims of the curse. After years of struggling and many, many deaths the kingdom finally managed to get rid of most infected ones and the new cases started getting less and less, only happending occasionally. Suddenly, after more than a decade of peace strange events start to occur again. How will humanity hold up against a possible second wave of the "curse"?

Link has been captured and taken to a succubus academy as a slave. Ghost succubus, fox succubus, slime succubus, mermaid succubus, ninja succubus... Can he resist the temptations and withstand the trials?

Victoria Blackwood is a ruthless CEO with no time for mistakes—until her fiancé’s betrayal forces her to burn everything down. The fallout draws in Damien Laurent, her powerful ex and a presumed-infertile billionaire who knows she’s carrying his child. They strike a high-stakes alliance to control the narrative and protect their empires. But when media mogul Eden Rothschild launches a PR war to ruin Victoria’s name, secrets surface, loyalties fracture, and every move becomes a calculated risk. Set in Manhattan’s elite towers and woven with hidden surveillance, By Mutual Destruction is a thriller-romance where power is performance, love is leverage, and the most dangerous lies are the ones we tell ourselves.

In the enchanting realm of the Forest Empire, a war hero named Maximilian and a captivating noble lady, Sienna, fell deeply in love. Their romance blossomed amidst the chaos of battle, their bond forged through shared triumphs and sorrows. However, their happiness was not destined to last. Bitter betrayals and misunderstandings tore the lovers apart, leaving Sienna to reluctantly accept an unhappy marriage to a man she did not love. Maximilian, heartbroken, turned to his loyal comrade-in-arms, Amara's, and the two wed. Though Amara's faced hostility from those who coveted Maximilian's affections, her unwavering devotion never wavered. She cherished her husband, determined to mend the rift that had formed between them. Tragically, Amara's one day witnessed Maximilian and his former lover in a passionate embrace. Consumed by the agony of betrayal, she demanded a divorce, leading to a violent confrontation that left her confined and isolated. In this state of duress, Confined and isolated, Maryanna gave birth to twins. Due to the medicine someone was feeding her, she had a mental break and attempted to harm her own children before narrowly escaping her imprisonment. Wracked with the anguish of her actions, she believes her twins are dead because of her. Amara's ultimate fate remains shrouded in mystery, her disappearance leaving those she left behind haunted by whispers of her tragic demise. Will Amara's find the strength to overcome her anguish and reclaim her life? Can Amara's love for Maximilian withstand the tempestuous storms that have battered their union? is she going to be happy ? or she will go back to her old life ? ( it contains violence) •••••••••••• story "I made a mistake; that's all it was." ~~~~~ "You cannot force me to sleep with you, even if I am your wife." ~~~~~ "No! Please, untie me now!" ~~~~~ " will you marry me?" "Yes." ~~~~~ "He doesn't love you; he loves me!" ~~~~~ "Max, please let me go. I don't want to live like this." ~~~~~ "Do you love me? My love, I know you don't, so please sign this paper." ~~~~~ "Mother-in-law, I did not kill my children! I did not hurt them. Max, please believe me!"

Martin, a 30-year-old corporate manager’s life was flatter than an ironing board. His sarcastic corporate dad jokes light up the office, but not his poor, old soul. One day, a former coworker and mentee of his told him to try out a new game that nobody had heard of. With nothing in his calendar other than visiting his old man in a retirement home, Martin decided, why not? He logged into the game and was immediately shooed away and called an old man. Fortunately, a god saw his PowerPoint-induced trauma and unshakable deadline discipline and gave him a magic IDE, one that he could use to copy, create, and edit magic spells on his own. Follow Martin’s journey as he abused his IDE to create magical tools, golems, and magical versions of modern weapons. Alongside bringing Kaizen and KPI to the medieval fantasy world.

I died as a nobody… and woke up in chains. In a world ruled by magic and bloodlines, I was reborn not as a prince or a chosen hero but as a nameless slave, branded and broken, sold to nobles who saw me as nothing more than dirt. But fate had other plans. The memories of my past life returned. Along with them, an ancient power lost to time and feared by kings. I may have been born at the bottom, but I will rise. I will master the arcane arts, shatter the chains around me, and burn down the empire that feeds on oppression. From slave to student… From student to warrior… From warrior to ruler. This is not a tale of mercy. This is the rise of a monster forged by pain. This is the story of how a forgotten soul conquered a magic empire.

Adam was just your average internet troll—armed with sarcasm, zero filter, and way too much free time. His favorite pastime? Ragebaiting obsessive novel fans in group chats, especially the ones who worshipped "Eclipsed Devourer," a hit fantasy romance novel. He hated rhe ending about it. —The characters? Too well-written. —The plot? Surprisingly deep. —The ending? Absolute trash fire. But the final straw The cult-like fandom simping over "Lady Seraphina Blackthorn," the cold, powerful villainess with killer looks, dominatrix vibes, and thighs that could crush a man’s ego. Disgusted by their obsession, Adam swore: “I’d rather die than kneel or lick a woman’s boot like you degenerates!” The chat exploded with replies. He laughed so hard, he spilled his glass of water... ...right onto an exposed electrical wire. Zap. Now, Adam wakes up not in a hospital—but in the novel he despises. Worse There’s a steel collar around his neck