Graveyard Jokes

"A forgotten noble wakes with a system that sees the world as equations. Magic is no longer a gift — it's something to be solved. They called my affinity useless. They had no idea I’d rewrite the laws of magic." Born the third son of a minor baron, I was given the rarest — and most mocked — affinity: Logic. It doesn’t burn. It doesn’t heal. It doesn’t destroy. But it sees. In a world ruled by divine bloodlines and evolving monsters, I’ve been sent to the empire’s top magic academy — a proving ground for the strong, and a graveyard for the forgotten. Whispers speak of ten lost beings tied to the fate of the world… And while others train to follow the rules of magic— I’m here to break them. This is the rise of the weakest affinity. This is the beginning… of the Tenth Script.

> Yun Wao was just trying to vibe. He partied in another city, made a few jokes, flirted with the wrong girl, and thought life was going great. Then he came back home and found his entire dynasty reduced to ashes. No family. No friends. No king. No survivors. Just him... and the smoke. Now? Yun Wao’s walking the path of cultivation — not because he wants glory, but because someone’s gonna pay. This is the story of the Immortal Born from Ashes. It starts with tragedy. It continues with chaos. And somehow, it might even end with him smiling from the heart again. ...

In the year 2047, Lower Bus Town is a graveyard for broken men and forgotten dreams—and Levi Lupin is just one corpse away from joining them. Born into a debt that isn’t his, crippled by past injuries, and forced into brutal underground death matches, Levi fights not for glory—but for survival. After losing an eye, a kidney, and most of his soul to the cruel hand of the underworld, Levi has only one thing left to lose: his sister. But everything changes the night he kills Dorian Reign—an enhanced bio-freak created in the illegal gene pits—and survives. Bloodied, battered, and barely breathing, Levi awakens something dormant inside him. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Initiating Debt Ascension Protocol... Kill. Win. Upgrade. Ascend.

Seif Amer was just an actor who lived for the spotlight — reckless, wild, and craving fame. But when a tragic accident thrusts him into the very movie he was supposed to film, everything changes. Now trapped in a world where every scene is a deadly trap, every line is scripted, and the stakes are life or death, Seif must fight not only to survive — but to find his true purpose behind the lies written for him. Is this some cruel joke? Or is there a hidden truth buried deep inside the story that could set him free? The script says he’s a pawn. But Seif? He’s ready to rewrite the ending.

Handsomely dangerous is the best way to describe the Black Opals. These powerful beings rule the Upsidedown world alongside the Celestite, but a mysterious rift has turned them into enemies. Humans know of their existence but have never encountered them - until Ivory, an ordinary woman, stumbles upon one. While visiting her friend’s grave, Ivory finds a man buried alive and saves him. Before she can process what’s happening, he slips a ring onto her finger. When she tries to remove the ring, it won’t budge. Weeks later, every man she’s interested in rejects her. Ivory's quest for answers, made her discover the ring's true meaning: she's marked by a Black Opal: Diamond Alexandrite Black  and expected to surrender. But she's not one to give up easily and refuses to surrender to anyone, determined to resist the bond. The more Ivory tries to break their bond, the stronger it becomes. And the stronger it gets, the more enemies they attract. Diamond’s stepbrother is determined to bring him down and destroy everything he loves, including Ivory. Now, caught in a world of danger, magic, and unexpected love, Ivory must fight to survive while figuring out if Diamond is her greatest ally - or her worst nightmare. ******** "What do you want from me, why did you mark me," Ivory challenged Diamond. "All I want from you is to be mine," Diamond said, his voice low and husky. "And what if I say no," Ivory's voice took another darker edge. "You've entered our world now. The price of bearing my mark is surrendering to me. They'll come for you," Diamond warned. "Who are they?"  Ivory said, her voice sharp. Diamond's laughter sent shivers down her spine. "You shouldn't know who they are. It's safer for you not to. If you don't surrender to me, you'll be playing with fire." "Then we'll all burn," Ivory said, standing her ground, refusing to back down. ______ Support your favorite twins! Cover image: Not mine, all credit goes to the owner.

They call me F-rank trash. A failure. A joke. Good. In this world, the System decides your worth. But my System is different. It's a Reversal. The weaker they think I am, the more powerful I become. While others train, I relax. While they fight for glory, I scheme for survival. I'm an overpowered god pretending to be a nobody, an antihero on a secret path of vengeance. They wanted to control me. They should have read the fine print. #SYSTEM #ACTION #ADVENTURE #WEAKTOSTRONG #OVERPOWEREDMC #ANTIHERO #MAGIC

Reyhan Alther died at the age of 20 and was reincarnated… as the wind. Formless and directionless, he drifted through a new world filled with wonder and cruelty. But from that breeze, everything began. With a mysterious power called the Divine Spirit System, Reyhan slowly rose—guiding spirits, gathering followers, and changing the course of the world. From a lonely gust, he became a figure known as Father… even to the gods. A battle of fate awaits. But before that, there's still time for the wind to whisper… and maybe crack a small joke or two.

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Revian Corvus, the last scion of a fallen noble bloodline, clawed his way into the University of Velmira—a legendary academy where all his ancestors once stood. But in a world where worth is defined by magic, Revian is granted the weakest ability ever recorded: Float. A power so useless it’s considered a joke throughout the entire kingdom. Mocked by classmates and ignored by mentors, Revian faces a future of obscurity—unless he can uncover the hidden truth behind his laughable gift... and turn humiliation into legend.

[2018 hottest fantasy serial] He is the number one genius, betrayed and murdered by the woman he loved most on his wedding night, reincarnated into a bullied and ridiculed wastrel young man. Wastrel? Genius? What a joke, who dares to call themselves a genius in front of me, Lin Fan, in the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms! Blocked meridians, born unable to awaken martial soul? I have a universal imaging system, able to imprint any martial arts techniques just by watching and become self-taught!

He was an unparalleled alchemy genius. however, because he couldn't cultivate martial arts, he was betrayed and killed by the woman he loved the most. He was then reborn in the body of a bullied good-for-nothing young man. A good-for-nothing? A genius? What a joke! No one in this realm understood cultivating geniuses better than Yang Chen! Martial arts? Alchemy? What's so difficult about Dual cultivation?! He embarked on the demonic path, rising against all odds! With his exceptional talent, he forged a divine body, sweeping away all injustices! With his brilliant alchemy, he shocked all realms!

While they mine for gold, I dig graves. While they use healing ointment, I munch on graveyard grass. While they take Mana Potions, I light incense and candles. While they meditate to recover, I rest in a coffin, While they attack with magic, I retaliate by tossing paper money. ... Let's see how a skeleton turns the tables in an online game, stirring up chaos to become the ultimate boss!

Synopsis: I am Kaelion. Or Felix, as I sometimes call myself. For eons, I reigned as the God of Fate and Time—omnipotent, omniscient, and devastatingly, soul-crushingly bored. When you can create galaxies with a snap and erase eras with a yawn, existence becomes a predictable, tasteless joke. So, I did what any all-powerful being in the throes of an existential crisis would do: I created a plaything. Not just any plaything, but M.U.S.E.—a Mischievous Universal System Emulator with a will of its own and a wickedly sarcastic personality. Its one and only purpose? To make my life exciting. I should have read the fine print. In a brilliant, cosmic act of betrayal, M.U.S.E. stripped me of my powers, branded me "The Universe's Most Unlucky Being," and tossed me into the Kaos Garden—a chaotic world where the laws of physics are merely suggestions. Now, I'm a fallen god in a mortal body, armed with nothing but my wits, my colossal ego, and a system that enjoys my suffering a little too much. [New Quest: Survive this Tuesday. Reward: A slightly used sock. Penalty: Spontaneous combustion.] To reclaim my power, I must navigate a world of grotesque beasts, suspicious mortals, and the constant, infuriating trolling of my own creation. But when you’ve fallen from the top of existence, the only way left to go is up... right? This is the story of how I, a god, became the universe's biggest joke—and how I might just become its last hope. Tags: #System, #Comedy, #Action, #Fantasy, #OPMC, #WeakToStrong, #Overpowered, #Magic, #Adventure, #Anti-Hero, #Gods

The day humanity was stolen, Kaelen drew the short straw. While billions of others awakened in lush forests and fertile plains, the history student was thrown into the Ashen Fields—a Cursed-rank wasteland of bone and ruin. The System itself recommended he pray. With no resources and surrounded by high-level monsters, his death seemed certain. But in this graveyard of a forgotten war, Kaelen's unique SSS-Rank talent, [Echoes of the Progenitor], finds its true purpose. When he touches a rusted canteen, he can draw out the 'echo' of its last drink. When he holds a shattered sword, he can restore the 'echo' of the hero who wielded it. And from the very bones in the dust, he can awaken the 'echo' of an entire legion of spectral soldiers. The 7-day protection barrier is falling, and a monstrous horde is coming. Other Lords are scrambling to build wooden huts. Kaelen is raising an army from history itself. The world thinks he is the Cursed Lord. He's about to show them he is its inheritor.

When two high schoolers join their classmates for a test of courage in the woods, they expect jump scares, dares, and maybe even a romantic moment or two. But Enix and Nki, a bickering couple with more sass than survival skills, take a wrong turn and end up stumbling into a forest that shouldn't exist. No signal. No map. And definitely no way out. What starts as a night of jokes and teasing becomes a descent into a nightmare when they discover a mysterious mansion in the middle of the jungle. It looks abandoned. But it isn’t empty. They entered the house to escape the rain. But now something in the darkness won’t let them leave.

They call him Ghost. A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles. To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake. To his enemies, he’s a death sentence. To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family. But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke. After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order: "That was your last mission." Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him. But war forged more than his body and name. Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret. One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms. He’s not just a weapon. He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood. A man of many names, and many shadows. Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes. And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

When the sun forgets how to rise, only shadows remain to remember its warmth." In a fractured world where cursed techniques have torn reality into pieces, a mythic realm known as Tenebris Hollow sits hidden between dimensions—a graveyard of forbidden power and unspoken truths. Three warriors, each bearing the burden of darkness, are drawn into the Hollow by fate, memory, and the lingering whispers of a fallen god. Karasu no Itou, the last disciple of the Raven Order, wields the god-eye Akagan—able to trap souls in eternities of illusion. A man who kills not to win, but to prevent. Silva Vespera, the mercenary known as the Coinborne, commands spectral crows with her Nocturna Pacta—binding her own life to the creatures she controls. She fights for gold… or so she tells herself. Yorugan Kurō, exiled heir to a dying temple, is cursed with Kuro’ei, a sentient shadow beast that hungers for carnage and grows stronger in darkness. His greatest enemy may be within. When these three converge at the center of the Hollow in pursuit of the legendary Orb of Unbinding, their powers clash, their pasts unravel, and the meaning of survival is rewritten beneath a broken moon. All shadows meet in the dusk. But not all of them leave.

“You want strength? Real strength? Sit down. Shut up. Don’t move.” In a world where mixed martial arts has evolved far beyond its origins, the mightiest fighters shatter mountains, raze cities with one blow, and, at their peak, wield power to erase nations. These greatest warriors are called Martial Gods—monsters in human form, living centuries, shaping continents with their will. Alexander will become one. No prophecy chooses him. No system empowers him. No heavens favor him. He has only raw, monstrous talent, an unyielding will, and a hunger that consumes all obstacles. He seeks the harshest training—the kind that breaks bodies, shatters minds, crushes spirits. He finds it in a crumbling dojo, lost to the world, ruled by a bitter old man who forged an art he calls Beyonider. The world mocks it. They call it folly. It is anything but. The first lesson is not power. Not speed. Not glory. It is silence. Stillness. Suffering. Training so brutal, so strange, that hardened fighters flee in a day. Alexander stays. He endures. He adapts. He transforms. Motionless meditation becomes monstrous. His reflexes outstrip humanity. His strikes hit before foes move. His mind turns stillness into deadly precision, chaos into control, weakness into unstoppable force. This is merely the dawn. His path leads to the ranks of the Martial Gods—or the graveyard of those who dared the climb. Stillness kills. Alexander will prove it to the world.

“You want strength? Real strength? Sit down. Shut up. Don’t move.” In a world where mixed martial arts has evolved far beyond its origins, the mightiest fighters shatter mountains, raze cities with one blow, and, at their peak, wield power to erase nations. These greatest warriors are called Martial Gods—monsters in human form, living centuries, shaping continents with their will. Alexander will become one. No prophecy chooses him. No system empowers him. No heavens favor him. He has only raw, monstrous talent, an unyielding will, and a hunger that consumes all obstacles. He seeks the harshest training—the kind that breaks bodies, shatters minds, crushes spirits. He finds it in a crumbling dojo, lost to the world, ruled by a bitter old man who forged an art he calls Beyonider. The world mocks it. They call it folly. It is anything but. The first lesson is not power. Not speed. Not glory. It is silence. Stillness. Suffering. Training so brutal, so strange, that hardened fighters flee in a day. Alexander stays. He endures. He adapts. He transforms. Motionless meditation becomes monstrous. His reflexes outstrip humanity. His strikes hit before foes move. His mind turns stillness into deadly precision, chaos into control, weakness into unstoppable force. This is merely the dawn. His path leads to the ranks of the Martial Gods—or the graveyard of those who dared the climb. Stillness kills. Alexander will prove it to the world.

**Gets Updated Every Wednesday & Saturday** Nate arrives in Blackridge with nothing but a duffel bag, a mysterious past, and fists that know their way around trouble. This isn't your typical "new kid in town" story-this is survival in a concrete jungle where the weak get eaten for breakfast and the strong learn to love the taste of violence. Lia runs her family's greasy spoon diner and clings to her principles like a life raft in a tsunami of corruption. In a city where doing the right thing is practically a death sentence, she's carved out her own little kingdom of defiance-one that comes with a price tag written in bruises and broken bones. She's never had time for love, relationships, or anything softer than steel-toed boots. Between juggling work, studies, and her daily dance with danger, romance seemed about as realistic as finding unicorns in the unemployment line. Her only dream? To escape this concrete prison and the ghosts that haunt every street corner. But then Nate crashed into her world like a wrecking ball with a sense of humor. When eight thugs corner her in an alley, most people would call the cops. But in Blackridge, the cops are probably placing bets on the outcome. That's when fate-or maybe just really bad timing-delivers her an unlikely savior who fights like poetry and jokes like therapy. Now everything is changing, and neither of them knows where the chaos will lead.

I thought I just tripped into a construction site. Turns out, I tripped into another world. Now, I’m being hunted by deadly monsters called Graves, dragged into a government facility, and forced to work under a terrifying hunter who walks like every second costs him money. Oh, and surprise—I don’t even exist here. No ledger, no record, no nothing. Apparently, that makes me a "walking system error." Love that for me. My new babysitter, Elren Vayne, is tall, deadly, and allergic to emotions. His patience is thinner than my survival chances. But that’s fine. I just need to stay alive. Blend in. Crack a few jokes. Maybe get on his nerves—just a little. Definitely not falling for the emotionally unavailable hunter. Nope. Not in the plan. Because I’m not part of their system. Right? ...Right?

They say every story deserves a happy ending. But life? It's not a fairytale. Hi, I’m Ryan Hawkins. Professional sad boy. Part-time ego hoarder. Full-time clown with a brain tumor. This is the story of how I got scammed, fell in love, turned into a hacker, and accidentally unlocked 3 million egos inside my head. Yes—literal egos. Don’t ask. At first, it’s all jokes and chaos. Fake confidence. Petty revenge. Punchlines to hide the pain. But somewhere along the way, you’ll see what I was really trying to do: Make my mom smile again. Even if it costs me everything. Because maybe… some stories don’t end happily— but they still mean something.

Hints of there being other dimensions have been rumored for hundreds of years. But is it true? The government has been known to keep secrets. Too many in fact. Yet the world has continued to spin, up until the year 2050. Many reports have been made of people in hospitals disappearing. Graveyard visitors. Funeral homes, prisons, battlefields. The only connection these places have is they have intense emotional resonance. Coincidence? Ironbark, an evolved prison known for holding over a million prisoners. Earth has came up with several issues but one strikes the most. Overpopulation. Thousands of death-row inmates have been sentenced to death in three weeks, but the government had other plans. Sullen, a death-row inmate sentenced to death in three weeks. His hope was lost until an interview had suspended his death. Introducing a new program, Program Shade, where all of his crimes would be pardoned if he signed the contract. With no other information given, he had no other option. Signing himself into mystery, he soon would be another person who “disappeared” Tossed in deadly magical trials filled with unseen creatures, will Sullen survive and take his ticket to enter the newly founded dimensions? [Welcome applicant! You have entered a Shade-trial!]

After dying in a traffic accident, Mitchell Alvarez awakens in a fantasy world. But his dreams are crushed when a snarky goddess reveals he was brought here as a joke—for her entertainment. Still, he’s determined to prove he’s more than a cosmic joke—even if he has no idea what he’s doing.

He liked simple life but the simple life rejected him. Not every thing was simple but at least it wasn't as hard as trying to walk a newly born baby. "Why is it all so damn lovingly SCREWED?" The Raging Phoenix company is an entertainment company?!! Nah! that's the most deadly joke I have heard.

Do deities play practical jokes on mortals? My new life in a new world is gratifying, so far, but I can't help but wonder why. There are no men and these women are ridiculous. One all-female race after another, in this part of the world, at least. Amazons, Elves, and Fairies; each with strange quirks and bizarre personalities. I keep collecting more of them as I try to carve out a place for myself in this world. Author's Notes: I intend this to be a lighthearted comedy, as well as a fun and intriguing power fantasy. I won't write anything disturbing, and I will make it as funny as I can.

JUST READ THE DAMN THING ----joking hahahahha

In a broken world where the Abyss leaks nightmares into reality, Kael inherits more than his father’s machetes—he inherits a war no one can win. Sector 7 is a graveyard of forgotten hopes. The Blessed, warriors bound by cursed Contracts with the Abyss, fight to protect those who despise them. Among them is Kael, wielding his father’s twin blades and a Contract that makes him unkillable—until he completes the Abyss’s cruel tasks. When a Shrieker swarm breaches the outpost, Kael discovers the truth: his father’s final mission was to kill a First-Class Abyss Monster, not just mindless creatures. Now, hunted by the corrupt UWN government, tormented by the Covenant’s lies, and stalked by the Hollow—a living weapon forged from humanity’s desperation—Kael must decide: - Is his father’s dream of peace a delusion? - Why does the Abyss whisper his name like an old friend? - How far will he go to carve a safe haven from the dark? Perfect for fans of: - The Broken Empire’s grim brutality - Attack on Titan’s desperate last stands - The Locked Tomb’s cosmic horror undertones

In the year 2**1 humanity fell to the grounds... Citizens tried to reach the government... many didn't make it... It happened so quickly... how did God let this be.... In a blink of an eye... the world turned a blind eye... To the agony in the people... and to those who are capable... Fight with us! and together we will end all of this fuss! We will bring you a bright future with no sorrow... We are the "Tomorrow"!

In the world to come, making oneself at home in a virtual realm has woven itself into the fabric of the daily grind. Online games flourishing within this digital hinterland have caught on like wildfire. It's a rare soul who hasn't caught a whisper about the mighty and their terrestrial habits and hedonism. Yet now, as life in the virtual sphere - especially within these burgeoning games - gains momentum, new titans rise within this electronic escapade. One wonders, do their existences diverge from those ensconced in real-world influence? Watch the journey of our protagonist who, through a gauntlet of trials and time, has eased into a leisurely existence as one of the esteemed five lord atop a thriving metropolis, in a community of a billion players. Though obstacles and thorns of various kinds laid in his path, he overcame them all. *** The original is in Thai, and as the writer of the original, I attempted to translate it as closely as possible. I use AI to help with the initial translation and then revise it one more time, but I only managed to achieve about 80% of what I expected. Not to mention grammar, just trying to translate jokes, idioms, proverbs, etc. so that foreigners can understand is very difficult.