Eater Traduction

> In a world without sin, one boy carries them all. Eidoria is a utopia ruled by divine code. Morality is scored. Emotions are regulated. And original sin? Long sealed away, exiled from human memory. Until now. IMER, a nameless orphan with no identity in the system, unlocks a forbidden cheat code buried deep in his soul: Sin-Eater_vΩ — the power to absorb, decode, and rewrite original sin. As he consumes Despair, Wrath, Envy and beyond, he uncovers the real story behind humanity’s “purification,” the lies of the Sanctifiers, and his own origin as a forgotten glitch in the divine program. The gods call him heretic. But he is more than a threat. He is the Last Sin Eater. Let the system tremble.

``` « Même si cet univers n'est vraiment rien de plus qu'une forêt brutale, sanglante, ombragée, nous les Cultivateurs brûlerons tout ce que nous possédons juste pour produire une faible étincelle vacillante dans les ténèbres ! « Peu importe la faiblesse de chaque étincelle, sa brièveté, sa petitesse… Tant que les étincelles affluent sans relâche, alors un jour, l'une d'entre elles allumera un peu d'amadou, et cet amadou enflammera des branches tombées, et ces branches embraseront chaque arbre de la forêt jusqu'au dernier ! « Au final, même les plus petites étincelles finiront par mettre le feu à la forêt ombragée et illumineront le monde entier ! » ------ ** Qidian International et l'ancien traducteur, M. Strivon, ont trouvé un accord pour racheter les chapitres et les héberger sur notre site. Nous continuerons la traduction à partir du dernier chapitre traduit par M. Strivon ** ```

What if the path to godhood was paved with stolen flesh and shattered divinity? In a world where the gods fell and their remains litter the earth as Divinity Shards, mortals have discovered a horrifying truth consume a shard, and you begin the climb toward godhood. But not all who ascend survive. Some explode. Others lose their minds. A few become monsters. And fewer still... become something worse. Cero never asked for this. Accused of witchcraft, nearly executed. he’s thrust into a world of Ascenders, Inquisitors, and Primordial Powers that defy understanding.

He was just a normal boy… Until one day, he woke up in a strange world— In front of a dark tree that whispered to his soul. From that moment, everything changed. Whenever he killed, the tree bore fruit. Each fruit gave him a gift—a memory, a power, a curse. He felt others’ pain. He inherited their skills. He consumed their emotions. And slowly… he stopped feeling anything at all. To hide his madness, he became a surgeon. A genius. A prodigy. A miracle doctor. But in the shadows of the internet, he was feared as: The Whitecoat Murderer. The Devil Who Cut Too Deep. Drugs, toxins, insects, acid—his research went beyond ethics and into pure horror. But the world caught up to him. Execution followed. Except… death was just the beginning. Now, reborn in a cruel cultivation world, he finds himself in the body of a discarded disciple of a demonic poison sect. No family. No allies. Just his Tree... and his hunger. In this world where Karma is Power, and Emotions are Weapons, Han Zheng will climb the ladder with blood-soaked hands, consuming sinners, saints, beasts, and monsters alike. Only his Sinful Tree. And the terrifying mind of a man who stopped pretending to be human long ago. He heals. He cuts. He kills. And every death makes him stronger. Note: there was game like system panel that will appear later in 10th chapter it has its own function that will make things clear Tags dark, cultivation, wuxia, demonic mc, evil mc, villain mc, twisted protagonist, yandere, gore, karma system, tree system, sinful system, blood magic, poison sect, dark fantasy, rebirth, reincarnation, modern to cultivation world, whitecoat murderer, surgeon mc, overpowered, slow growth, realistic mc, cold-blooded, brutal world, antihero, violent protagonist, psycho mc, detached mc, emotionless, twisted logic, pain-based power, sin-based power, ability devour, fruit system, corpse cultivation, memory absorption, dark system, psychopath, trauma-based growth, experiments, medical horror, body horror, dark alchemy, revenge, no romance, harem later, gradual harem, no system system, cultivation levels, spirit root, sect conflict, inner demons, cannibal power, trauma inheritance, soul fusion, karma tree, cursed cultivation, poison-based martial arts, blood-based cultivation, intelligence-based mc, no cheat, pure willpower, sacrifice power, pain resistance, guilt transformation, shadow sect, outer disciple, sect politics, elder schemes, toxic loyalty, rebellion arc, emotional suppression, transformation, animal experimentation, forbidden cultivation, heaven-defying path, dark rebirth, elite killing, organ harvesting, parasite experiments, venom path, mental breakdown, cold protagonist, unstable mc, heaven hater, rule breaker, secret organization, spiritual parasite, doctor killer, urban horror, fear-based cultivation, sect survival, solo mc, dark psychology, tree of sin, divine butcher, soul eater, weaponized emotions, anti-morality, no plot armor.

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed. As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life. Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right? Wrong. Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test. And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush. So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom. Someone definitely needs a miracle.

After a traumatic childhood, Asta finally managed to regain some sense of normalcy in his life. Unfortunately, life itself had other plans for him. On one truly unfortunate day, Asta was kidnapped by an otherworldly cabal and tortured for six months. By the time he came to his senses, he found that he was no longer a man or even human, for that matter. Now a newly minted dragonoid but still under the control of her kidnappers, Asta must balance living a normal life and enacting revenge upon all those who slighted her. Time and time again, destiny has shackled Asta’s dreams and aspirations, but no longer. A grand evil lurks in the shadows, endangering every world it comes across, and Asta, now Scarlett Nova, must face it or die trying. All things considered, it’s not the worst thing ever. At least she’s got a whole lot of power and her best friend by her side. Author’s Note: This story is Girls Love (WLW). Asta’s personality may feel out of place at times, but I have a special reason for that that I will reveal around 500 or so chapters in the future. Hold your questions for now. As for the first arc where Asta enters the academy as a slave, I understand if many people may have their reservations. Don’t worry, however, as Asta’s slave status is only temporary (until Chapter 40). Thanks for reading! The story chapters are currently being edited by @Xiao Discord: https://discord.gg/jkM2yT79dT

[R-18+ Contains explicit scenes!] - 300 years have passed since the zombie outbreak began. These zombies, known as Eaters, have evolved into different, more dangerous types. To fight back, humans created a new kind of warrior—half-human, half-Eater. These warriors were given living weapons on their right hands and a game system in their minds. Every time they kill an [Eaters] they gain something called a [Feed Count]. The more Feed Counts they collect, the stronger their weapon becomes. Eventually, they [Rank Up]. Johnquis became one of these warriors, known as an [Eater Blade]. But unlike others who formed swords, guns, or shields, Johnquis only got a [Chain]. Because of this, he was slow at collecting Feed Counts and became the weakest and lowest-ranked warrior. But his chain was never made to kill. It was made to capture, tame, and control zombies. [SYSTEM NOTICE] [CONGRATULATIONS!] - You’ve just found a unique zombie apocalypse story with game elements and beast taming. Dive in and discover the hidden power of the weakest warrior.

Varkai: Ashes of the Shatterworld In the shattered remnants of a forgotten multiverse, Varkai is a world on the brink — a soul-wracked wasteland where Genesis Pulse storms twist land and life, and monstrous Pulse-Eaters stalk the ash-choked wilds. Vrakon, an orphan with no past and no Pulse, was once nothing. But after a brutal raid leaves his village in ruins and awakens something ancient within him, Vrakon begins a slow, harrowing journey of survival, evolution, and self-discovery. With no memories and a heart grown cold from loss, he treads the edge between man and myth — caught in a realm where fractured souls reincarnate endlessly, and power comes at the price of sanity.

Nathaniel, a 25-year-old comic artist and otaku, drowns in rejection, his imaginative creations dismissed as aimless and worthless by a harsh world. One transformative night, his reality fractures when Koko, a mischievous Alphabet wielding Celestial powers, bursts from his sketchbook, plunging him into Endoryo—the fantastical realm he penned in his comics. Thrust into a war-ravaged land under Queen Sei’s rule, Nathaniel discovers his arrival is no accident: he’s tasked with a cryptic mission to avert a Great War sparked by Suwi, a noble Soul Eater imprisoned for her perilous abilities. Guided by Koko’s unpredictable whims and supported by Melon, a telepathic companion with the power to create, Nathaniel faces the daunting challenges of this alien world, wrestling with his human limitations. As he grapples with the surreal truth that his imagination now shapes his destiny, he embarks on a journey to rewrite reality itself.

"Ding. [Devourer Core Rank]70++ . [Rank] [Emperor]+9 . [Soul Rank Emperor]+8 . [THE-EATER]>>>>[1%]>>>[Peak Mortal-god] [Sanity Duration]>>>[20s] . . [Skills]. [Absolute Revival] & [Void Blood]". . . "So. . This Is A Peak Mortal-god Realm. . It's Wonderful!. . Betrayed and Killed by his Adulteress Wife and Backstabbing Friend. He is Revived by a strange System and comes back for a bloody Revenge!

The story is about a a hitman, Who dies because of his own recklessness and transmigrates into a game he used to play after his retirement as a hitman. I'm not gonna spoil any further, but i might answer few of your questions. Is MC overpowered? Nope, he'll become strong over time and all battle he'll fight will be because of his effort and techniques. Is there magic and adventure? Yes! It have both magic like normal isekai with adventure and fighting with monsters and many other things. There are other important things like "Essence Stone" But let's talk about it in the chapters. There will be harem? Not really, He will be in contact with many beautiful female and males but one waifu but i haven't decided yet. All i can say is, give it a try, I'll try my best to make it worth your time. Discord Link : https://discord.gg/jkM2yT79dT

For months, Ellie and her mother had been planning their escape from House Gennan, choosing the day before a lavish party for their attempt at freedom when the attentive eyes of servants, guards, and their relatives were all on making sure the debut of House Gennan's challenger went smoothly. However, the sudden announcement of her legitimization and the early arrival of her betrothed threatened to unravel everything. Unbeknownst to Ellie, this event would soon lead to the awakening of her lineage, throwing her life into turmoil and forcing her to become an active participant in the grand scheme of things. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Here are some other things you should know: 1. There won't be a harem (or in the case of this novel, a reverse-harem). The novel is also heavily inspired by R.I., S.S., and The Poppy War. 2. The best I can do is 2 to 3 chapter per weeks since I'm currently working two jobs and a very important degree. 3. I'll keep it free to read so if you like what you see, you can support me through power stones and feedbacks. There is also a Patreon link if you want to donate and help me have more time to write. Thank you for reading.

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)

Tossed into a fantasy world where status was decided by power — a post-apocalyptic world where Awakeners reigned supreme — Rain was forced to make a choice. To either remain a nameless extra in a weak, talentless body, or seize his fate with his own hands. Choosing the latter, even when the chance of awakening at his age was zero percent, he awakened a power — one that set him apart from other Awakeners: the power to be Unique. [Ding!] [You Have Awakened A Unique Talent: Skill Eater] [Extract mana from your slain foes to condense Skill Fragments. Fuse skills with a chance to gain a unique skill.] "A unique skill?" "The ability to keep on fusing skills to obtain unique variants…" Follow Rain as he fuses all skills.

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

"If the world stands in my way, if people threaten me or those who are dear to me, then I shall become the true darkness, the fear in their hearts that haunts them forever!" Lee Gaon was a professional gamer until one day she was framed as a cheater by a big gaming company and betrayed by those she held dear. Now she is known as Death Eater, a powerful dark entity in the game system world, slicing her enemies in half if they dare mess with her. Her path is now filled with blood and adventure as she desperately tries to find all who were dragged with her into this world—those who destroyed her life. She has only one goal now... "Revenge!" Content Warning: This work contains scenes of gore, violence, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised. Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/eeEctUhTq7

Jake's live changed drastically as it was discovered that he had the potential to become a mage. Read as Jake leaves his house in order to join the Magical Academy. At first he thought he was just a guy with average potential but everything changed as he found out what attribute his magical powers had. He could become the mage who could defeat the empire which was constantly lurking over the kingdom he and his family lived in. I don't own the cover, so please message me if you want it down.

The world died in fire and hunger. Not the slow death of time, nor the patient decay of empire, but in one great convulsion, a sickness let loose like a rabid dog to consume the weak and clear the board. That was The Compact’s plan. Cull the herd, raise the shepherds. They made the Novans for that purpose—gods wrapped in flesh, towering over men with their turquoise eyes and minds sharper than razors. They were designed to lead, to rule, to rebuild the world in The Compact’s image. But first, the world had to burn. So The Compact unshackled the virus. The Eaters came. And the world ended. Yet, in the ruin, three souls move against the tide. Briggs Alabo, nine years old, a scientist, a genius, a monster. One of The Compact’s prized minds, his hands shaped the very plague that tore the world apart. But now, he’s lost, alone, hunted—trapped outside the walls in a world of his own creation. And for the first time, he sees the world not as numbers, but as faces, as screams, as dying prayers. He is small. He is weak. But he is not done. Cassandra, a university student who thought life was a path you walked at your own pace. But the world doesn’t ask permission. It takes, it devours. And now, she runs, she fights, she survives. She does not know that the architects of this ruin whisper her families name in their halls. Hamza, a survivalist, a man prepared for the end of days—but not for what came after. Not for the Eaters, nor for the horrors men become when the rules turn to dust. He thought the greatest war was against the dead. He was wrong. Their paths should never have crossed. But fate is a patient spider. Captured after a brutal fight with a Novan, Cassandra and Hamza are taken to The Compact’s hidden bastion. And there, a secret is laid bare—Hamza is not just a man. He is a legacy. The son of General Hamza Tarfa, the first and deadliest Novan ever created. A man thought dead by Hamza, a legend of the Compact gone rogue, a warlord building a force to tear The Compact down. Now, Hamza must choose. Will he kneel to The Compact and build their utopia? Or will he stand with a father who left him behind, a father who now seeks to burn the false gods from their thrones? Meanwhile, Briggs returns home—or what’s left of it. The Compact’s halls are empty. The man made gods have fled. And in their place, wolves. Bandits rule the ruins, their leader a beast of a woman called Anansi. Briggs, small and breakable, is given his first lesson in real survival. He does not break. He does not beg. He wins. But he is not alone. The General has found him. And war is coming.

An entity that views every world nor universe they visit on a 3rd person perspective. Always the passerby in life watching and observing on the sideline, sometimes they were called melon eaters watching the show between a protagonist versus the antagonist and lastly, they don’t care above anything except the safety of each member of their racial race. The old primordial creator asks the man, why not take my position and manage the whole upper origin plane. The male replied I refuse why asks me an individual with deteriorated emotions, do you think I can do it because I’m stronger than you? Shrugging his shoulder facing the old one, I’m just a high human that throws everything he had to achieve what I’m now. The old one heard his reason and spoke. Then I will not force you, you and your two sisters can stay in any universe here in origin plane. Lastly, should I still call your race high human that exceed the level of primordial realm “Tier 15” but didn’t step on the unknown realm? Without thinking he just responded directly like a joke, just call us bystander. #TryingToMakeANovel #1stTime

A lonely girl was deceived into being captured by a race of powerful winged mages to give birth to their kids. The hated fate of their Queen Bee was complicated by the appearance of other more powerful magicians who flew to their colony from another planet. Intro  Welcome to the universe of syrinxes - winged vampires, a multi-gender community. For two thousand years, powerful magicians have been in an endless war with the flesh-eaters Zirux, who outnumber them, so they recruited mortal people to help, colonizing 22 planets and forcing women to give birth to half-breed offspring for the needs of the war. The story begins with the first book, The Syrinxes of Zaria. The action takes place on an abandoned colony seven years away by space ship from the main stronghold of the planet Xantari, ruled by five ancient Archons.

Ji-ho is an orphan with an ordinary life. School-work-home. That was the cycle of his life. But under the persuasion of his best friend Domi, he goes to a creepy shrine in the woods where he's transported to a parallel world filled with phantoms, monsters, ghosts and gods. He finds out that he is the first phantom eater the god of malice created, Ji-ji and his younger "brother", Momo is detained in a special prison. Ultimately, he breaks him out, creating enemies with the other phantom eaters. Meanwhile, more and more phantoms are escaping to Earth... (Pleas note: All gods, monsters, ghouls and characters are fictional and do not represent a culture of any kind)

The sky smelled different. When Li Xiu opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was not the sky’s brightness or the canopy of unfamiliar leaves above him, but the scent—earthy, humid, sharp like crushed bark and smoke. Then came the pain. A dull ache pulsed behind his temples, like someone had struck him with a rock. He sat up groggily, wincing as dizziness made his vision swim. His hands were small. His arms—thin. His feet bare, caked with dried mud. He looked down at his body. It was… wrong. Too small. Too light. Like the limbs of a malnourished child. And then, the memories hit. Not his memories. Not all at once, but in fragments—mud huts and fire pits, cold streams and stone knives. A hunting spear too heavy to lift. A group of children laughing and shouting, calling him names in a tongue that he somehow understood. “Mu,” they called him. “Grass-Eater.” “Idiot.” “The one who spits meat.” Li Xiu clutched his head, panting. This wasn’t a dream. He had died. Or perhaps not quite died—but his body was gone. Left behind in some sterile lab, slumped over a desk cluttered with microgrid diagrams and empty coffee cups. And now, somehow, he had awoken in this world—no, in this body. The village was already awake. Smoke curled from cooking fires, and the scent of roasted meat drifted from the central pit. Women with painted faces stirred thick broth in stone pots. Men returned from the morning hunt dragging the carcass of something that looked like a cross between a deer and a boar, its tusks nearly as long as a man’s arm. A tall man—broad-shouldered, dark-eyed—spotted him and sneered. “Mu,” he barked, tossing something at his feet. A hunk of half-raw meat. “Eat, before the dogs do it for you.” Li Xiu stared at the meat, throat dry. It stank. He could see flies already gathering at the edges, and the fat was still twitching from leftover nerve reflexes. His stomach turned. He remembered, vaguely, that Mu—the original owner of this body—had always refused meat. Or more precisely, his body had refused it. Sensitive digestion. Vomiting. Nausea. The tribe believed it was weakness. Uselessness. A soul not worth calling back from the womb. But the original Mu hadn’t been able to explain it. Li Xiu could. He understood the importance of balance, of nutrition, of edible plants rich in minerals. He remembered how certain roots could be dried into powder, how leaves could be used to prevent infection. But in this world, none of that mattered. Meat was the food of warriors. Meat was the gift of the gods. Chewing leaves? That was for deer. Or worse, for idiots like him. Still, hunger gnawed at him. He turned from the meat and wandered toward the outer edge of the village, where the moss grew thick and the children rarely played. He crouched by a familiar patch of herbs—low-growing stalks with broad, silvery leaves. He recognized the scent: wild yarrow. Good for digestion. Slightly bitter. Edible. He plucked a handful and chewed thoughtfully, ignoring the whispers that followed him. “There goes the grass-boy again.” “Is he even human?” “He must be cursed.” Li Xiu didn’t reply. He sat on a flat stone beside the creek, watching the water ripple past, chewing slowly. His mind, though disoriented, remained sharp. This body might be young, small, and weak—but it had survived. For years. Alone in a tribe that mocked it. Somehow, Mu had lived with nothing but plants and scraps, instincts, and a strange sense of calm. And now, Li Xiu had inherited all that. He looked down at his stained hands, then at the huts in the distance, smoke curling against the morning sky. This wasn’t the life he had planned. But maybe… just maybe… It was a life he could rebuild. Not through hunting. Not through violence or brute strength. But through something far more enduring. Knowledge. And if all he had, for now, were weeds and roots and a brain full of engineering theory— Then so be it. The idiot boy who ate grass would

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] Official Discord Server: https://discord.gg/MgQjW6kQ4n ______________________________ “What? I’m alive? How did I survive?” After Yuto Alltear is betrayed by those he trusts, he finds himself alive again, but in the body of a baby girl. Stronger than ever, he was born with the potential to be the next head of Grambosia Kingdom. “Wait a second, King Jubilius is my father?!” This story follows the main character, Yuto Alltear; a bullied, overweight teenager who’s known for his cowardly acts. On one fateful day, the life of billions on Earth is disrupted by a mysterious, cosmic force, known as the Eater of Worlds, that travels to other universes and devours them whole. Yuto and a group of nine are saved by a summoning from another world. They’re treated like heroes and are tasked with the duty of saving not only humanity but the entire world from extinction. But what should have been any geeks long waited dream quickly turns into a nightmare. While the other nine are blessed with powerful abilities, Yuto ends up having none. Ridiculed and bullied by the other seven for being useless and weak, he soon finds himself in the pits of despair and ends up perishing at the hands of those he trusts. Reincarnated after the horrible incident, he finds himself trapped in the body of a baby girl and grows up in a rich and powerful family who conquered a large portion of the world. Seeking revenge as a villainess, and the desire to conquer the world, Yuto, now known as Ophelia, aims to become head of Grambosia Kingdom with her powerful Sinful System. —————————————————— 10 Powerstones = 2 Chapters a day 20 Powerstones = 3 Chapters a day 30 Powerstones = 4 Chapters a day ——————————————————

*Caution* *TABOO CONTENT* *STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT* THIS CONTENT IS VERY HARMFUL FOR A NORMAL PERSON'S MIND. __________________________________ Jimmy is an ordinary man who lives a life of a play boy. But one day . due to god's mistake he fell down on the road then a truck hit him *Baam* and game over . Then he open his eyes and seen god then God grant him 4 wishes to be reborn in another world He choose " 1st I want to have power to manipulate dreams and mind "( huh I will manipulate laddies and girls to fuck them hehehee) " Huh what , why do you even want that , huh forget it what next" "2nd I want eyes that can see through weakness of all "( It will help to break thier will by telling thier weak zones hehehe) "Ok ok next , and it quick" "3rd I want very handsome face and really good body with lots of stamina" ( I will fuck them till thier mind went blank hehe) "All right here you go now last one " " And lastly I want a system that can help me level up and improve my skills and powers"( heh if I am getting a new life then why don't I become strong instead of being pathetic loser who run away in fear) Let's see his journey to new world to gain powers and conquer females !!!! update!!!!! mass release every 10 power stone => 5 chapter every 10 review => 2 chapters 1 golden ticket => 5 chapters Enjoy !!!!!!!

Ishikawa Jimonji is a ronin , masterless samurai . He is a criminal wanted by shogunate . His acts make him popular throughout the lands and name him , THE BLOOD EATER . He fear by all but something happened that force him to put down his sword . But meeting with , Asaki Asakawa , a young girl who seek vengeance against the murderer of her parents and destory his sword school . Asaki and Ishikawa want peace and free from hatred , they continue their journey , a path that full of thorn , sorrow and hatred . Is revenge only way to free from sin that caused by sword . - Suhei Nakamura ( すへいなかむら。)

Read. THE-EATER. It's The Better Writin Version of this Old Sample

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. ---

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

"Why are you wearing cow head mask? Lilith asks you this question the third time." Amon groaned, tipping his head up. It made the snout of his mask point at the sky, making Lilith giggle as she found the view funny. "It's weird. Lilith thinks you're ugly that's why you're hiding your face." Hearing this, Amon couldn't help but look at her through his mask. If only he wasn't wearing it, Lilith would see how he arched a brow at her statement as he didn't like what she said. "You said it's rude for people to be ignored. Aren't you being rude for making such a remark?" "Oh!" Lilith gasped, making her cuter as she immediately touched her mouth with both of her hands in an attempt to shut herself up. The little girl spoke again, her voice heard even though she talked softly. "Lilith didn't mean to... Lilith is sorry. But Lilith was honest. Doesn't that make Lilith a good girl?" *** Amon, the Grim Reaper, appeared in the mortal realm to fulfill his job in collecting the souls of the dead. However, an unusual event occurred when he was about to collect one dying pregnant woman's soul. She was giving birth right before she died, making Amon panic and worry as her dying wish was for him to save her child! With the Grim Reaper actually a softie and is willing to take care of the infant despite the rule of their job to not interfere in mortal affairs, what lies ahead for Death and his now-growing human, Lilith? *** "Why do you wear that?" "19 years have passed—" Amon started, "—and this is still what you want to ask about?" "Well, yes." Lilith grinned. --- WARNING: Some chapters of this story contain mature R-18 content. FUN FACT: The world here is connected to "The Soul Eater's Possession" story's world, but this can also be a stand-alone book. COVER ARTIST: Haryu WSA ENTRY 2022 Update Schedule: 1 chapter every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday 6PM GMT+8. Want to further show your support? Send me a ko-fi~! ^^ Link: https://ko-fi.com/mysticamy