Purge Sayings

“They told her love would come after Nikah. They never told her it might not come at all.” Amarisa Lamiya Al-Rawhani said yes to a man she barely knew — not out of love, but out of submission to faith, family, and fate. Kadir El-Ameen Mahzoun said yes to a marriage he never wanted — not because he didn’t love someone else, but because he had to sacrifice that love to protect everything his late mother left behind. But love doesn’t die quietly. Amelie, the woman Kadir once promised to return to, never left. She stayed. She’s waiting. And she’s ready to fight — even if it means crossing lines, breaking hearts, and pulling Kadir into a war between his faith and his feelings. Now bound by a Nikah that feels more like a contract than a connection, Amari and Kadir must navigate a marriage built on silence, expectation, and spiritual pressure. But in a world where hearts ache, people wait, and Qadr decides everything… Can love still bloom between two strangers — when another heart refuses to let go? A deeply emotional halal love triangle exploring faith, obedience, temptation, and the complicated journey of hearts written for one another… and hearts that weren’t.

Dead Girls Don’t Say No A Yuri Apocalypse Novel When the world ended, Raven Salvatore didn’t cry. She stole a truck, maxed out her father’s credit card, and built a fortress of stolen goods. Survival was never about hope — it was about hoarding, hustling, and hitting first. Then she met Alara. Beautiful. Dead. And unlike any zombie Raven had ever seen. Alara wasn’t just wandering aimlessly like the others she was aware. Hungry, yes... but for her. Something about Raven’s very existence stirred a sliver of life back into the girl's rotting heart. Armed with a mysterious system that gifts her a private Sanctuary dimension, Raven becomes a new breed of survivor. She doesn’t just dodge the undead. She cultivates food in barren wastelands, stockpiles weapons inside her pocket world, and most dangerously nurtures her own evolving zombie companion. As Raven feeds Alara crystallized nuclei from fallen zombies, Alara begins to grow stronger... smarter... closer. No one warned Raven that love would be the deadliest infection of all. With humanity’s last cities crumbling, the earth poisoned, and mutated horrors lurking in every shadow, Raven has one simple rule: "Don’t trust the living. Trust the girl who would kill for you instead." In a world where survival is bought in blood and sanity rots away like the flesh of the dead, Raven and Alara carve out a life together — violent, tender, and defiantly alive. Dead Girls Don’t Say No is a genre-bending, unapologetically queer tale of survival, devotion, and undead romance at the end of the world. For fans of brutal apocalypse sagas, dark love stories, and heroines who refuse to die quietly.

I was just another guy on Earth — broke, jobless, and bored. Then I woke up in a different world… …kneeling before the Empire’s most dangerous woman. Princess Asthia. Beautiful. Cunning. Untouchable. And now I’m her personal bodyguard. There's just one problem. A system popped into my head the moment I swore my oath: [Absolute Loyalty Pact Activated] - Any direct command from the Princess must be obeyed. - Disobedience results in pain, punishment… or death. - Obedience rewards EXP, skills, and system perks. At first, it was simple: guard her. Serve her. Kill for her. But then her orders changed. “Undress me.” “Join me in bed.” “Make me forget I’m royalty tonight.” Now I’m caught between survival and seduction, loyalty and desire.

"You had your time, gods. Now kneel... or die." In a world where power comes in the form of blessings from the divine, those touched by the gods ascend, and those abandoned rot. Born among the Forsaken, his people were cursed and chained to the lowest plane of existence. The gods turned their backs. The world forgot them. But he did not forget. And one fateful day, he found the blood of a fallen god. And he drank it. [THE CURSE OF THE FORSAKEN HAS BEEN PURGED!] [New Skill Unlocked: Extraction] Now with the ability to extract the blessings of others and make it his own, every enemy he defeats makes him stronger. He will climb the planes one by one, free his people from their curse and tear the gods down from their thrones above. They called him cursed. They called him heretic. Now they will call him the Allfather. ----- Join the discord: https://discord.gg/m5ZNWqG3ZP

Far far before the purge, existed a world called Lianite. A world filled to the brim with magic, essence and tragedy. A world where the line between light and dark blurred. In the middle of all of these was a noble lady with a blurier face than all. A lady that existed solely to keep the linage going until she didn't. Her desperation for the heirship had driven her to seek more, more than she would ever need, to the point of making a deal with a god. And a deal with gods, never end well.

There's a myth among people that there is a hidden continent where people have many types of unnatural abilities, the government is silent about the continent but some say that they are hiding the continent for political reasons, there's an old saying about the continent where it says, "Indeed the continent where light is, there is peace but when It's dark, there's evil." Now Jeuel Osphodiaos, a man with unknown origin started his journey after a bird took him to a yacht.

In 2030, humanity faced its first true collapse…not by war, but by the sudden invasion of Nightcrawlers, creatures emerging from darkness itself with the desire to devour sunlight at all cost for their evolution. But, they could not absorb it directly since it was as deadly to them as to a shadow under the noonday sun. They could only absorb the sunlight from lifeforms or through signing a nocturnal contract to possess their bodies, providing them with direct sunlight immunity. Within twelve hours, over four billion people perished as Earth was split between eternal night and day. Just as extinction loomed, Holy Light Pillars descended from the heavens, purging one thousand cities from Nightcrawlers and offering humanity sanctuary under their divine light. A century later, in the Heliodor Region, an innocent child found his world turned upside down after two mysterious nightcrawlers invaded his home, slaughtered his parents, and ripped his eyes out of their sockets, leaving him permanently connected to the Shadow Dimension, the home ground of Nightcrawlers. Was it just a random feeding session for them, a planned assassination, or it goes deeper than this? Follow Levi’s journey as he weaves between darkness and light, chasing the truth hidden in both. Discord: https://discord.gg/KSNWWshhfm

In a zealous attempt to purge the last of the rebellious Nephilim, Livne Atniel, known as the Skywrath Comforter, accidentally fractures the Doldrio Plane, the divine barrier separating Second Heaven from the universe below. Unbeknownst to him, one particularly cunning Nephilim had been playing dead, lying in wait. As the crack opens, it slips its formless essence through the breach, fleeing all the way down to a forgotten, war-torn planet called Bastardia. Fearing what chaos this rogue spirit might unleash, Atniel descends to hunt it. The plan is simple: with angelic help, he’ll incarnate into the freshly deceased, borrow a body, and cleanse the heresy. But the plan misfires. Instead of merging with a corpse, Atniel finds himself bound to Irvine Donovan, a Seed E Ezlenmir student who attempted suicide… and inconveniently, survived. Now, stuck inside the mind of a barely-functioning teenager, Atniel must complete his divine mission while grappling with mortal teenage drama, an unfamiliar world, and a host who definitely did not sign up for holy warfare. Can a fallen angel trapped in a failing student’s body stop a cosmic heretic before Bastardia collapses into apostasy? Or will the apocalypse be delayed... by academic probation?

The world ended when the last Author fell. The story should have stopped. But someone kept writing. In the fog-drenched city of Nocthaven, where fate is scripted by unseen gods known as the Authors, every life follows a page. Every breath, every death, prewritten. But the pen fell silent. Time froze. The world decayed. Yet Darksun walks still. Branded a Defector, he carries the Nameless Manuscript—a living anomaly that lets him rewrite fragments of fate. Each stroke of its ink grants power… and madness. Hunted by Archivists, whispered about in shadows, and pursued by those who fear what he could become, Darksun defies the ending etched by the divine. But tampering with fate is not without price. As forgotten scripts awaken, ancient entities stir, and Rewrite Agents begin their purge, one truth becomes clear: He is not the hero. Not the villain. Not the chosen one. He is the one who writes after the end. --- Dark Fantasy Mystery Narrative System Post-Apocalyptic Anti-Hero MC Fate Manipulation Cosmic Horror Scheming Urban Fantasy System-Without-System ---

Every person sees the world through their own lens. The same question can lead to countless different answers — shaped by age, experience, and emotions. In this interactive series, I ask one thought-provoking question each day. Readers from all walks of life share their personal thoughts. My goal is to collect these voices and understand how different age groups think, feel, and respond to the same idea. Join the journey. Share your truth. Let’s discover the wisdom hidden in our everyday thoughts. *This is an interactive non fiction/ essay style series.

Disclaimer: R18 - Smut - Reverse Harem I am no one, living alone in a world where humans mean nothing to werewolves. But everything changes the moment I become part of the Annual Purge. That night, I fight for my life. But I never expected to be claimed by not just one, but three werewolves. They say I’m bound to them by the will of the Moon Goddess. That my fate is now tied to theirs. Forever. “Whether you want it or not, you’re ours now, just as we are yours…” Can I really survive in this world? Can I truly tame my wild mates? I don’t think I can. So, dear God, Universe, Moon Goddess… Please, save me.

In a world where life is just another pawn on a bloodstained board, Hermes rises—not for glory, but for vengeance. Betrayed and left with nothing but scars and silence, he returns to the shadows with one goal: purge the game from within. But this is no ordinary war. In a city where power wears suits and corruption hides behind luxury, every move is a calculation, every ally a risk. Beneath the neon lights and velvet masks, the true game is not won with bullets—but with strategy, sacrifice, and sheer will. As secrets unravel and enemies blur into allies, Hermes must answer the one question that haunts every master of the game: Who really controls the board? "Blood Chess" is a ruthless descent into the criminal underworld, where brilliance is a weapon and survival is checkmate. One wrong move, you lose everything. One perfect move, you own the board.

You look like a man who doesn’t talk much,” she says. “Only when there’s something worth saying,” he replies.

In a world governed by the Twelve Rings—powerful guardians of balance and order—one has turned rogue, casting a shadow over the planet and threatening a devastating return. In preparation for this looming threat, society is divided into ranks: Alpha, Beta, Delta, and at the very bottom—Zeta. Sage is a Zeta. Discarded. Overlooked. Until a cruel twist forces him into a forgotten lab—where something ancient wakes up. Now bound to a ruthless AI system with no patience for weakness, Sage is given a singular command: find the Elixir or be erased. No one believes the Elixir exists. No one believes Sage will last a week. The system disagrees. > “Vitals dropping. Emotional integrity unstable. Physical output: disgraceful.” “I’m trying—” Sage gasped, coughing on blood. “Trying is irrelevant. Survival is mandatory.” The system didn’t yell. It didn’t threaten. It simply administered pain—blinding, searing pain—until Sage screamed. “Pain increases adaptation. Adapt or be purged.” And somewhere in the agony, Sage understood: This thing wouldn’t make him stronger. It would break him until he had no choice but to be.

Jihun Park has never needed words. The youngest heir to the Park empire carries his father’s intensity and his mother’s quiet resilience—but none of their hard-won ease with love. Where Jae spoke through actions and Mira through stubbornness, Jihun simply doesn’t speak at all. Until her. Lee Nari doesn’t have time for brooding heirs with pretty eyes and a strawberry milk addiction. A scholarship student at Seoul National’s elite business program, she’s too busy clawing her way out of her family’s debts to decode the silent boy who watches her like she’s the only person in the room. But when a class project forces them together, Nari discovers the truth: Jihun isn’t quiet because he’s arrogant. He’s quiet because he’s terrified—of the legacy he carries, of the words that won’t come, of becoming a ghost in his own story. And Nari? She’s never been afraid to speak her mind.

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. ...but what sleeps beneath the mountain is no myth. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf known as the Harbinger of Misfortune. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

Reborn into a mythological world as the weakest dragon prince, Ao Qing awakens a supreme evolution system that allows his dragon clan to evolve without limit. From purging sea monsters to rebuilding the fallen glory of the Four Seas, he ascends step-by-step to become the true Dragon Emperor—crushing gods, demons, and ancient bloodlines in his path. With divine laws, forbidden magic, and mythical beasts under his command, the revival of the dragon clan begins now! This is a faithful English translation of the Chinese web novel 《神话：我的龙族能无限进化》 by 不是月耀. Original Title: 《神话：我的龙族能无限进化》 Author: 不是月耀

NEW DAWN In the decaying sprawl of a post-industrial mega-city where corruption thrives in the towers of the elite and the oppressed scavenge for dignity in the shadows, a figure has emerged—neither savior nor tyrant, but something far more dangerous: a man who believes in change. He is known only as Ashar, a former enforcer turned political outlier, forged by tragedy and tempered by exile. Once a tool of the system he now seeks to dismantle, Ashar walks the fine line between revolutionary and renegade. Clad in a mask not just to shield his face, but to symbolize the anonymity forced on millions, he rallies the disillusioned and the forgotten. But Ashar is not a myth. He bleeds. He doubts. He remembers the family he lost to the government's silent purges. Haunted by the ghosts of his past and burdened by the hope of a better future, he steps into the light of a New Dawn—not to lead a rebellion, but to ignite one. As the powers that be scramble to extinguish this growing spark, factions form, loyalties fracture, and the line between justice and vengeance blurs. In a world where truth has been weaponized and trust is a luxury, Ashar stands not as a hero—but as a mirror held up to a broken society. And what that society sees... may finally tear it apart.

In a war-torn world where open sin became the norm and Christianity was outlawed, the selfish and destructive habits of the human race were brought into stark focus and amplified. This shift followed humanity's first esoteric contacts with otherworldly beings, revelations that opened humanity's eyes to forbidden secrets previously unknown. After the normalization of the sinful and esoteric, humans and hellspawn hybrids now live alongside one another, united within a Western Coalition led by a charismatic political figure known as the Antichrist. In retaliation for humanity's embrace of heresy, a merciless and mysterious God unleashed an army of relentless, machine-hybrid angels to purge the sins of this defiant new humanity through sheer force and bloodshed. Roaming the sin-infested wasteland once called the United States – now renamed to the United States of Gomorrah – desperate sinners known as Burdens travel the scarred land, desperately claiming pacts in the name of Satan in exchange for forgiveness of their sins.

Luego de tres años de estar casado con una esposa infiel, el multimillonario es expulsado del departamento. Después del divorcio, su infiel ex esposa le suplica que la perdone: —¡Cometí un error! ¡Dame otra oportunidad, por favor! Además, su ex suegra suplica también: —¡Por favor, vuelve a ser mi yerno! ¡Haré todo por ti! ¡Cocinaré, lavaré tu ropa, te serviré! Pero es demasiado tarde para arrepentimientos

Sean Yuwono mengabdikan dirinya selama tiga tahun pada keluarga istrinya, Giana Wangsa, namun selalu mendapatkan perlakuan buruk dari mereka semua. Suatu hari, saat sedang bekerja menjadi pengantar makanan, Sean mendapati istrinya di kamar hotel dengan putra kaya bernama Cahyadi Pangestu. Bukannya meminta maaf, Giana justru menyalahkan Sean yang hanyalah seorang suami parasit tidak berguna yang menumpang di rumah keluarga istrinya. Pada akhirnya, Sean memutuskan untuk menceraikan Giana. Tiada yang menyangka bahwa Sean Yuwono, yang selama ini direndahkan dan dihina banyak orang, sebenarnya merupakan cucu dari salah satu keluarga terkaya dunia dengan aset melebihi ratusan triliun. Menikah dengan Giana dan menjadi menantu keluarga Wangsa sebenarnya merupakan pelatihan yang ditugaskan oleh kakeknya. Keluarga Wangsa bahkan tidak tahu bahwa Sean baru saja diangkat menjadi Presiden Direktur Grup Citra Abadi yang sedang mereka kejar untuk pendanaan proyek besar. Jabatan baru membawa Sean menjalankan proyek besar bersama Wapresdir Chintia Yandra yang muda, cerdas, dan berbakat menaklukkan laki-laki. Sean ingin melihat bagaimana reaksi Giana, keluarga Wangsa, dan lingkaran bisnis Jakarta begitu mengetahui kebenaran mengenai identitasnya. Urusan mereka belum selesai begitu saja.

The story takes place in 2013 Japan in the busy city of Tokyo. Tokyo might seem like a nice and normal place to live on the outside but there is alot of corruption lurking around the corner. Kidnappers, human trafficking, unexplained deaths and systems running right behind the normal civilian's back. And what's a city filled with danger without a vigilante, an unknown hero who purges Tokyo of these scums. He's a villain to the police but at the same time he's doing them a favor and they stop at nothing to get him behind bars however what noone knows is that he is seeking vengeance for a scar that he will have to carry for the rest of his life. Note: most characters that are in high school are eighteen

What must a woman confront—about love, family, and herself—before she says “I do” again? Sarah Daniels had spent her life doing everything right—sacrificing her dreams, supporting her broken family, and planning a future with the man she trusted most. But one brutal betrayal shatters everything. With her engagement in ruins and her family’s loyalty in question, Sarah is done with love—and with hoping. When she accepts a job as a live-in caretaker for the daughter of a reclusive billionaire, she expects nothing more than a paycheck and a distraction. But Klaus Whitmore is not what she imagined. Cold, commanding, and devastatingly attractive, Klaus is a man who has built walls no one has dared to climb—not since his ex-wife destroyed his trust and walked out on their family. They make a deal: no emotions, no complications, no pasts. But Sarah isn’t just soothing his daughter’s nightmares—she’s waking something in Klaus he thought he’d buried. And Klaus, despite his guarded heart, is the only man who sees through Sarah’s perfect exterior to the storm she hides. As attraction turns to something far more dangerous, a familiar face from Sarah’s past returns with a secret tied to Klaus’s ex—and a scheme that could ruin them both. He swore he'd never love again. She swore she'd never fall for the wrong man twice. But in a house built on secrets and second chances… love may be the most dangerous risk of all.

Meet Livepool aka Dinah Stealth, the real 007! the work behind the bs lying penis who has to steal credit! and she's taking it back! Book Concept: Livepool Meets Deadpool Subtitle: Not Fictionalized, Just Not Recognized Premise Livepool is a real woman—overlooked, underestimated, and often ignored by the world. She’s witty, resourceful, and tired of being invisible. When a mutual friend is kidnapped by the shadowy organization Interpol, Livepool’s life collides with the infamous antihero, Deadpool. Together, they embark on a wild, irreverent rescue mission, using “Fu Interpol!” as their battle cry against both the kidnappers and the systems that keep Livepool in the shadows. Key Elements Who is Livepool? Livepool is your alter ego: a real, unrecognized woman with a sharp sense of humor and a knack for creative problem-solving. She’s not a superhero, but she’s got grit, brains, and a talent for turning invisibility into an advantage. The Dynamic Duo Deadpool brings chaos, meta-humor, and action. Livepool brings heart, cleverness, and a fresh perspective—she’s the one who sees what others miss. The Mission A mutual friend is kidnapped by Interpol (portrayed as a comically inept, bureaucratic villain). Livepool and Deadpool join forces, navigating absurd obstacles, exchanging witty banter, and breaking the fourth wall. Along the way, Livepool confronts the real-world challenges of being overlooked, turning her unrecognized status into her greatest strength. Tone & Style Fast-paced, funny, and empowering. Blends Deadpool’s trademark irreverence with Livepool’s sharp, relatable voice. Uses humor and action to highlight serious themes of recognition and self-worth. Sample Blurb Livepool isn’t fictional—she’s just not recognized. But when her friend is kidnapped and Interpol stands in the way, she’s done being invisible. With Deadpool at her side and “Fu Interpol!” as their rallying cry, it’s time for the world to see what happens when the overlooked fight back.

--Spin off-Prequel of my novel "The tale of a vampire slayer" that follows the legend of Azrael, the strongest Slayer-- [Trigger Warning! May contain Very violent scenes.] "A man with no past. A shadow with no master. A legend whispered in fear." The night does not belong to men. The world has long since fallen under the dominion of those who feast on blood, their cursed rule upheld by dark sorcery and immortal bloodlines. The gods have turned away, the light has faded, and the few who still resist do so in vain. But in the darkest abyss of history, there exists a name. A name that should not exist. A name that does not belong to kings, nor heroes, nor prophets. Azrael Noctis. No divine blessing. No enchanted blood. No ancient power. Only flesh, steel, and an unshakable will. He is the man born without magic in a world of sorcery. A lone figure who walks the path no one else dares to tread. An executioner with no master, an instrument of destruction bound by a single, unbreakable rule— "I do not kill men. I do not kill demons. I'm only born to kill vampires." No one knows where he came from. No one knows how he defies the limits of human flesh. He does not tire. He does not falter. He does not kneel. Some say he is a curse upon the cursed, a punishment forged by the heavens to purge the world of the damned. Others whisper that he is no man at all, but something far worse. But one truth remains: wherever the night stretches its claws, the Slayer will return from his ashes and destroy the evil. A dark fantasy epic of relentless battle and supernatural terror. One man vs. an entire world of monsters. The legend that should never have existed.

As soon as he opened the door, a fast and light whisper of air passed through him. Through the window, small, light pink petals were now entering the room. One of them landed softly on the bed, and Lucian, following with his eyes, noticed the man who was now sitting, watching outside. He was awake. Nathan, noticing a presence, turned around, looking at the other man directly in his eyes.

Asher never liked following the rules. In his old world, he was just a regular guy, stuck with the same boring life and no real power. But when he got thrown into a new world, he thought things would finally be different. Instead, he became an extra. Just another background character with no special abilities, no status. It pissed him off. How could he, someone who always wanted to break free and live on his own terms, end up like this again, even in a new world? Then, the System appeared. [Ding] [System implementation process begins; you are chosen to inherit a personalized System. You can choose to become a Great Hero or an Evil Villain. By completing tasks assigned to you based on the path you choose, you can earn mystical rewards, wealth, and power beyond your wildest imagination. Do you accept the System?] Asher stared at the glowing message, his frustration boiling over. Hero? That was a joke. Heroes followed rules, played by society’s ideals, and lived to help others. He’d had enough of that nonsense. “I don’t need to be a hero,” Asher muttered, his voice laced with contempt. “I’ve been held back enough. I’m done with that. I’ll do things my way.” Without a second thought, he clicked on the Villain option. He wasn’t about to waste time pretending to be someone he wasn’t. [Ding] [Villain path chosen. Rewards will be granted upon completion of tasks.] A cold, wicked grin spread across Asher’s face. This was it. No more being an extra. No more following anyone’s rules. Now, he had the chance to take control, to carve out his own future with power, wealth, and freedom. The world would bend to his will. “Who says I can’t be a villain?” Asher whispered, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. "Let them try to stop me." ***** No NTR , No Yuri

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

They didn’t rewrite the laws of the world. They rewrote the memories." They erased entire kingdoms. They executed kings, then burned their names from the stone. They buried entire wars like they never happened. But the desert remembers. Deep beneath sand and silence, something still breathes. Namira Vault — a tomb of lost truths, bound in relics, blood, and rebellion. They say no one who finds it returns the same. They say it holds what was meant to be lost. You will not find heroes here. Only the ones left behind. And if you open it… Don’t say you weren’t warned.

> “I died once. And when I woke up... I wasn’t human anymore.” In a world where the divine treat mortals like livestock, every soul is born under a sigil — a mark that determines your fate. The Blessed rule. The Cursed suffer. The Markless... are hunted. Nero Caelum was Markless. Beaten. Tortured. Dissected. Experimented on. Then, during the Purge, they hung his body from the Church Gates as a warning to the others. That day, something ancient — something older than gods — heard his screams. He was given a second life. But not as a man. As a Revenant of the Abyss — a creature born from the deepest layers of death, pain, and cosmic wrath. Now, Nero returns. No longer human. No longer sane. No longer merciful. And his first words upon return? > “I’ll paint this world red with the intestines of its gods.” --- Genres: Dark Fantasy · Horror · Psychological · Gore · Supernatural · Action · Tragedy · Antihero Tags: Extreme Gore · Cannibalism · Body Horror · Torture · Betrayal · Demonic · Eldritch · Overpowered MC · Massacre · God Killing · Antihero Protagonist · System · Reincarnation · Madness · Lovecraftian · War Crime · Human Experimentation · No Romance · Mindfuck