Donna Madden

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

Stunningly beautiful with perfect etiquette and a flawless composure, Catherine Eustace Blair was the very image of a typical young lady of high nobility. Key word... WAS! And why would that be, you ask? It all started when her useless twin brother accidentally got himself disfigured during an outing and was deemed unable to attend the Empire's Military Academy, not that disfigurement was any reason to be disqualified from being admitted into the academy but simply because of her father, Duke Blair's crazy antics and maverick ways. As such, Catherine with a heavy heart, had no choice but to pack her bags and set off to the academy, intending to spend her time in that male-infested place in a low-key manner until her brother's face recovered enough to replace her. However... Who the heck can tell her why His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, kept eyeing her like a hawk from the moment she set foot in the academy?! What's worse, the guy actually kept flirting with her, showering her with such cloying love words everyday! Goodness gracious, to all that is holy! How come she didn't know His Royal Highness was gay?! As if hearing her thoughts, the Crown Prince declared confidently. "I'm not into men. I'm just into you."

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

Haruto Hayase was a normal high school boy in his third year, living a quiet life until his younger sister, Haruka Hayase, joined the same school. Haruka’s beauty and charm made her the center of attention, quickly becoming the school's prima donna. But when a notorious gang leader set his sights on her, he did everything in his power to protect her—only to fail tragically. Haruka was brutally assaulted and tortured, and Haruto himself suffered an agonizing death. However, in a twist of fate, Haruto is given a second chance, waking up a year before the events that shattered his life. Armed with the mysterious ‘Debauchery System Slave’, he vows to exact revenge on those responsible. This time, he will use his newfound powers of the system and charm to seduce the loved ones of his enemies. From their mothers, sisters, and lovers to their closest friends, Haruto will make them his. His enemies will suffer as he steals what they hold dearest, ensuring their downfall in the most devastating way possible.

--- The predator I’m not the villain in my story—I’m the sin they’ll never confess. I take what I want, and I leave no survivors. But he isn’t like the others. His blood pulls me closer, his screams make me stay. And now, I can’t get enough. The prey I was always told to avoid monsters. But no one warned me about her. She hides her claws behind a smile, her poison behind a kiss. I can’t escape her, no matter how hard I try. And the worst part? I don’t think I want to. She promised to destroy me. But I’m the one who might burn her world to the ground. --- Scarlett had never believed in salvation. Not when her hands are drenched in blood and her soul twisted beyond repair. But when a cryptic lead about her past resurfaces...a single name tied to the brutal project that destroyed her childhood, She's immediately thrust into a game she’d spent years trying to leave behind. Her target is Killian Black. A charming, playful, and enigmatic teenager with secrets as dark and twisted as her own. Beneath his charm lies a raw magnetism that she can’t ignore, and for the first time in her life, she feels something dangerous...desire. She had thought she was untouchable. He thought he could resist her. But they were both wrong. --- *WARNING* YE WHO ENTERS HERE, PROCEED WITH CAUTION!! (And a strong stomach) Beware of graphic violence, moral ambiguity, disturbing themes and unsettling realities ahead.

In a post-apocalyptic world, you'll find four main types of people. Those who fight with all their might "the hunters." The ones who leech and exploit others "the pests." The predators, who see everyone as prey. And lastly, we have "the survivors," the resilient ones who never give up. Everyone often fits into one category, but it's hard to determine which one Maya falls into. She's not exactly a fighter, considering leaving her room was a chore even before the apocalypse. A predator? No way—she's always been a pushover. You might think she's a survivor, but that's laughable. She'd rather die from starvation than resort to scavenging. So, how should we categorize her? leeche? Nope. Perhaps a new category is needed: "The Lost"—those struggling to find their place in a shattered world."

Feel the terror of becoming prey. Witness how easily we turn into predators. ––– “P-Please! Please spare me!” The man was trembling, eyes wide and full of terror, his voice barely more than a strangled whisper. Blood dripped from Luka’s hands, pooling at his feet, but none of it was his. Not a scratch marked his skin—only the crimson stains of the lives he had already taken. He crouched low, bringing himself face-to-face with the man. “I’ll make it quick.” The man sobbed harder at this statement, his hands clenching uselessly at the dirt beneath him as if begging the ground itself for mercy. Luka didn’t flinch. He didn’t waver. Mercy wasn’t part of the game. Behind him, shadows twisted unnaturally, whispering promises of power, of more blood to spill. They clung to him like old friends, feeding on his resolve, urging him forward. He didn’t need their encouragement—this was what he had become. A knight once sworn to protect. A man once burdened by weakness. But here, in this world where survival ruled and hesitation meant death, Luka was something else entirely. _____ Please do give the first chapter a read before deciding if it's worth your time or not ;)

Zhao Wei’s life had finally started to turn around—after two years of constant rejection, he’d just landed a job at one of the top companies in the city. But before he could even celebrate, a split-second decision to save a high schooler attempting to jump off a roof ended with both of them plummeting down. Instead of hitting the ground, Zhao wakes up in the body of the very boy he tried to save. Now, transmigrated into a troubled teenager’s life, he finds himself stuck in a mess no one would ever want and a second chance he never asked for.

WARNING: This book is straightly for 18+ Also whoever choosed to read this, this book contains lot of slut & sex and BDSM. Also this book is also for fun purpose & stands fictional, and totally respects the fact that touching someone requires consent. It also doesn't disrespect any community or individual. Summary: Hey! I'm Erica Madden, as soon as I turned 18teen I ran from home to a country with no familiarity or relation but that's where I met my boss Mr Ezel Evans who payed me alot to be his personal sectary, who would have stayed with him 24/7. Things took a wild turn when started praising my big ass and big boobs and even asking him to cuddle him on top of that his younger brother had eyes on me with definitely some dirty intentions. The craziest part was Mr Ezel rival wanted to wife me up and make me pregnant to teach Ezel a big lesson. Do you think a 18 teen girl who left her country all alone will be able to survive in the world of man's greed and lust? Comment down your opinions.

It happened all at once as a product of every living things entertainment the world imploded, shattering the entertainment throught out all of today, tomorrow and before. Some of people's entertainment were kind and noble and others were insane and maddened... but there was a way to survive to thrive, to feast and that way was finding your own entertainment wherever it might be if you found it you would be Framed. Framed have acquired special abilities due to them having their very dreams and delusions as they're weapons and the higher your dreams went or the crazier your delusions were the stronger your very skills and talents were. Now with this new power Genesis wanted to escape and explore the new world with his companions along the way, buy it might be difficult because Genesis has no dreams and therefore no entertainment, but is that a good thing?

Eighteen years old, worn down, and stuck in the repetitive grind of a dull college life, she’s convinced she has nothing left to offer—no energy, no joy, no hope. Life feels like one endless loop of exhaustion, dragging her through the motions. But just when she thinks she’s slipping into an abyss of monotony, her spirited little sister storms in like a whirlwind. From outrageous arguments to laugh-out-loud misadventures, their chaotic bond turns every mundane day into a rollercoaster ride. Beneath the teasing and eye-rolls lies a quiet truth: sometimes, the ones who drive us crazy are the very reason we stay sane. This is a heartfelt tale of sisterhood, resilience, and the beautiful mess that is family—a story of two polar opposites learning to survive life’s trials, one exasperated laugh at a time. Because when the world feels heavy, it’s the maddening chaos of love that keeps us afloat. "I can't even stand on my own two feet, and you want me to help you?" I grumbled. "Aww, I know you care about me! How can you not?" she teased with a sly grin. Maybe love is nothing more than chaos in disguise. Want to find out? Dive in.

Not much is known about this world and what is known is maddening this world, filled with more terror than any mind can imagine and horrific creatures that could drive even a god mad. However, it also holds a powerful promise, for the more you delve into its dark abyss, the more powerful you can become. I am Yfeliran, a Summoner with my soul half-consumed by the dark creatures I summon. I cannot remember my family for I am an undead, my body stands resilient against magical spells and attacks, a testament to necromantic heritage.

waking up in a strange country, in a strange house, surrounded by strangers, some of whom want nothing but to kill him, with no memory of who he is and unique abilities he knows nothing about, life couldn't possibly get any more complicated, or could it?

In the year 2099, the world stands on the brink of a technological revolution. Maxwell Harrison Carter, a brilliant yet enigmatic tech prodigy, unveils Aetheria—a boundless virtual world powered by cutting-edge VR technology and neural interface systems. But Aetheria is more than just a game; it’s a new reality, a digital empire where power, wealth, and influence transcend borders. Backed by the mysterious Business Domination System (BDS), Maxwell isn't just playing to win—he’s playing to dominate. With missions guiding his path, rewards fueling his empire, and an unshakable vision driving him forward, he begins building a legacy that blurs the line between reality and the virtual realm. As governments, corporations, and shadowy factions move to seize control of Aetheria, Maxwell must navigate corporate espionage, cyber warfare, and political manipulation. With his loyal team by his side—Adrian, Mia, Isabella, Dr. Lin Mei, and Ethan—he pushes the limits of technology, strategy, and ambition. But power comes with a price, and not everyone wants to see Maxwell succeed. With billions of lives, trillions of dollars, and the future of two worlds hanging in the balance, Maxwell must make ruthless decisions to protect his vision and outmaneuver every rival. The question remains: Can one man truly build an empire that bridges the real and the virtual? Aetheria: Rise of the Digital Empire is an epic tale of ambition, technology, and the relentless pursuit of power in a world where the line between game and reality no longer exists. "This isn't just a game. It's the future. And I will control it." — Maxwell Harrison Carter

This was just pure bliss, adapted from her wildest fantasy since meeting this guy. She was stunned but closed her eyes, indulging in the moment and savoring the taste of his lips and the warmth of his embrace. The way his lips felt against hers was just so right, and she had a lot to ask, but all her thoughts and questions seemed to vanish in that moment. The only thing that mattered was the overwhelming feeling—the taste of his lips, placed upon hers like a dream; his tender touch; his scent of love; and the maddening passion of the heart. Catch the incredible story of how this university student navigates the 14 DAYS OF VALENTINE'S and how her new neighbor becomes an unexpected source of life-changing changing in her journey.

Elena, a ruthless mafia heiress from modern times, awakens in the body of Ophelia, a downtrodden princess sold to the cold and cursed Grand Duke of the North. Armed with memories of her tragic novel fate—death, betrayal, and despair—Elena refuses to bow to destiny. Determined to rewrite Ophelia's story, she uses her cunning and resilience to navigate palace intrigue, win the Duke's favor, and survive a world of dark secrets and curses. Will she escape her tragic ending, or will the shadows of the past consume her once more?

Zi Haoran, a man of formidable ambition and pride, finds himself at the crossroads of destiny. Once a towering figure of power and prestige, he now faces the crumbling remnants of his empire, his love, and his identity. The love of his life, Han Xue whose heart was once tender, is now shielded by indifference, hardened by the wounds of their fractured marriage and his mistakes. Yet, just as the darkness threatens to consume him, destiny offers him an unexpected opportunity—not as mercy, but as a challenge. This time, Zi Haoran is not only fighting for his wife’s love. He’s reclaiming his throne, his honor, and vengeance against those who conspired against him. As newfound strength surges within him, powers he never imagined begin to awaken, reshaping him into a man even he cannot recognize. As Zi Haoran embraces this path, his every step seems guided by an uncanny certainty, his power growing sharper and his charisma more irresistible. With each encounter, Han Xue finds it harder to ignore the man who now stands before her—charming, persistent, and surprisingly vulnerable. --------------------- Zi Haoran stepped into the living room just as Han Xue tried to leave. His hand shot out, catching her wrist gently but firmly. She turned to glare at him. “Why now, Zi Haoran?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Why try to fix what you shattered?” He pulled her closer, his gaze steady. “Because,” he said softly, “some things are worth breaking myself to rebuild.” Before she could respond, he tugged her down onto his lap, his arms circling her securely. She gasped, her eyes widening as she struggled against him. “Let me go!” “Not until you hear me out,” he said firmly, his teasing grin softening his words. “Why do you keep trying?” she asked, her voice exasperated as she pushed at his chest. “Because you’re worth it,” he replied, his confidence maddening. “And, let’s face it, you’ve missed me.” Her cheeks flushed as she shoved harder. “You’re delusional.” “Maybe,” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath brushing her cheek, “but you didn’t say I was wrong.” Flustered, she finally broke free, stepping back as she glared at him. “You’re wasting your time. I don’t feel the same anymore,” she snapped. Without warning, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, his voice low and playful as he stepped back. “You’ll feel again. You’ll see… I’ve only just begun.” Her hand flew to her cheek, her eyes blazing with confusion and anger. She turned abruptly and fled the room, leaving Zi Haoran standing there, his smirk fading as he watched her retreat, bewildered by the turmoil he’d stirred. ---------------------- What confounds her most is not just his persistence, but the fire in his eyes—something deeper, as if he knows more than he should, perhaps even the secrets hidden in time itself. As Han Xue struggles to reconcile this transformed man with the one she once knew, the world shifts around them. His newfound powers, coupled with his sharp mind and commanding presence, turn him into a man of unparalleled strength. Every step he takes to win her heart back is also a step toward reclaiming the world he let slip through his fingers. With destiny pulling the strings, will Han Xue’s resistance hold, or will her resolve melt before the man she once loved—and the one he is becoming? One thing is certain: destiny desires nothing less than complete metamorphosis, for love, power, and vengeance.

Scarlett Whitmore, leader of the silver crest pack, has been killed betrayed by a cousin and her partner. Scarlett doesn't stay dead long, though. She wakes up in a cave, awakened by a mysterious Black Blood Pack. And strangely enough, she's been marked by a goddess. Now she's been given a task. A mission on borrowed time. Scarlett must lift a haunting curse over the lands. A curse so vile it changes werewolves to horrifying, maddened monsters and Vampires, to immortal empty souls. The problem is, Scarlett doesn't care less about werewolves going rabid. She wants her revenge and she will not stop until she gets it. The world is in her hands but she's ready to let it all burn. With her second chance at life, nothing and no one will come in her way. Not even the borrowed time on her hands, ticking away.

Scribeterra is a world running rampant with three things. Magical Scholars, Beasts and Written Arcane instances that plague the planet like a….. well, plague. Many have learned to form bonds with the beasts of the wild. Through them they can begin to learn to interpret, extinguish and manipulate the wild magic writings and ascend to power in a world that speaks such a language fluently. Within this, there are rare mages who don’t require the eye and mind of the wild to write or read Written-Magic. On the other hand, their are rare beasts who don’t feel the offensive effects of any magic. This brings us to our mc, a rare beast, who’s life is a maddening adventure from the very start. Things only get wilder when he meets an unlikely ally after experiencing otherworldly loss in the wild. Despite being from two different worlds, the two are joined in a quest for revenge that’ll reshape the world.

Donna tiene muchas preocupaciones. Desde hace siete meses le han estado ocurriendo eventos extraños e inexplicables. ¿Sueños con animales morfológicamente extraños? "Seguro es por ver mucho Magia Salvaje... Sí, debe ser eso", piensa. ¿Encontrar una ciudad subterránea abandonada no mencionadas en los libros de historia debajo de tu ciudad? -Los antiguos ancestros tenían mucha creatividad a la hora de escoger el terreno para construir sus casas... - se justifica. ¿Ser absorbido por un lago, viajar en el tiempo, poseer el cuerpo de una figura histórica poco relevante? - ༼ಢ_ಢ༽ Dios ya no quiero ser tu mejor guerrera. Donna tendrá que buscar una manera de volver a su línea temporal y a la vez desarrollar sus habilidades actorales para fingir ser Erka, persona a la que ha poseído su cuerpo, conocida por ser la suplente que encubrio la verdadera identidad de una líder rebelde hace más de mil años, rebelde la cual sentó las bases de su país hoy en día. ******** -¡Sáquenme de aquí! - Grito mientras huía desesperadamente de un monstruo pato mutante del tamaño de un caballo, que al mismo tiempo le disparaba púas a más de 100 km/h.

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) 'Seduction is our craft; Manipulation is our craft ' Shante Jarret;a lady that was raped at the age of five by the same set of gangsters that killed her parents walked into a place to sought refuge not knowing it was an underground deadly club society. At first she was scared and thought she won't be able to make it but here she is the leader of the fraternity,they consists of mostly girls and the few men in the club are the trainers and the people bringing in new people,that is, recruiters. What's their job? They are to 'Hunt','Seduce','Manipulate','Play' and 'Take Down'. Missions are always given to the girls especially the experienced and capable ones;the particular and specific targets are the men they need to take down within 3 days. The first and deadly rule of the club is that you must not fall in love especially on the target else it's death and they also have to take the target down within 3 days otherwise you sought death. Shante's job is just to lecture the girls, brief them on the plans,give them steps and strategy on how to achieve the goal and give necessary punishments. Suddenly she received a mission from the big bosses that she must handle herself and was given a time limit of just one month;31 days. Target - Madden Banks,an introverted billionaire that has been shaking the stock market in recent times.A sadist,a cold jerk,a narrow minded person, youngest CEO ever lived. No much Intel on him and Shante was very confident that she didn't need 2 days to take him down. ************* Excerpt "Hi, I'm Te" Shante said coquettishly, licking her lips softly.Her hands were stretched forward, wanting an handshake Madden looked at her with crouched eyebrows "Te,as in Tea?" Shante felt angry immediately, scoffing inwardly but she still kept her seductive demeanor "No,as in Teeeeee..." she stretched "Shorten for Shante" she added. "Madden." He said curtly be fixing his gaze back on his little sister "I'll be going now." Tyra was about to question him but Shante beat her to it "I thought you were going to take us out?" Madden ignored her directly and rubbed his sister's head "Later sis".He winked at his sister and left "What the f..." Shante scoffed in anger,that bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... *********** Did she overestimate herself or underestimate him? Will she end up achieving her goal? Will she end up being preyed instead of being the predator? What of if she breaks the first and deadly rule? You want an answer to all these questions,then don't miss out this book, don't miss out the fun so you won't be in regret *wink*

In a world where tamers bond with beasts to master their power, Xane is an anomaly. Most beastmasters rise to glory by forging core pacts, awakening their mana nodes, and creating powerful mana arts. But Xane’s path is anything but normal. With only one of his three mana nodes awakened, Xane lives on borrowed time. Within his chest lies a cursed egg—a ticking time bomb planted by his grandfather. The egg drains his blood occasionally and threatens to destroy his remaining mana node the moment he fully awakens. To survive, Xane turned to chaos summoning, an art forbidden double edge mana art for its maddening side effects. While others form bonds with loyal beasts, Xane commands bats, rotten hands, and chaotic monstrosities born of nightmares. But survival isn't enough. After an impossible victory against a Level-One Beast King, Xane and his ragtag team, "Team Denial," claw their way into the academy's Supreme Ten. This sudden rise attracts unwanted attention from other powerful families. Some are after this curse egg. For Xane, the real battle is only beginning. To unlock his true potential, he has to hatch this egg in his chest before it devours him, or he will lose his mind to the chaos.

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A being, formed from an infinite white expanse, is cast into a dark void full of strange creatures, fauna, and entire civilizations of other beings, all searching for the answers of this maddened world.

The Domain Of Gods exists! For years, Cain searched for ways on his Modern Earth to travel to the world where beings akin to Gods roam about. Nobody believed he could do it, but Cain never gave up. And after so many arduous years, he finally created the ritual that would transmigrate him to the Domain Of Gods! When the ritual had actually worked, Cain should've been positively elated. He even managed to transmigrate into the body of a genuine Dragon Prince. But, there was one major problem. Despite being the grandson of a Dargon God, he had zero cultivation for 18 years of his life! But, instead of feeling despair or cursing his luck over such a cliche scenario, Cain welcomed this problem with a maddening smile. Who cares if I have zero cultivation?! I will become a free reign expert no matter the means!

[MATURE CONTENT] ※※※ Before I realized, I was in the line of sight of the most breathtakingly beautiful being I had ever laid my eyes on, the King of the Academy, a literal future King, he was to the fae what I am to the demons, and there was something about that made me... what to give in to my succubus nature. His name was Eric L. Von Hyden and he was the top 1, he was the King of Von Hyden Academy, a Crowned Prince of the Fae Kingdom of Nyx, and he had his eyes on me in my last year. My parents had warned me not to get involved with anyone, especially not someone who was too strong, not someone in Royalty, they told me to avoid those the most. But Tartarus be damned, I was unable to take him off my mind the second he grabbed me by my waist and avoided me from falling down the stairs when I had been with my head elsewhere, his scent was addicting, an exotic mix of their passionflower, cloves, and sandalwood. A scent that lingered. He had grabbed me by my waist with a hand, and held my right hand with the other to bring me to him and avoid my fall. It was in the middle of the night, we were in the tower of the Poisontail House, one of the four the students were divided into, he was the leader of the House in senior year and I was the top female student in it, but I had never encountered him like that. His skin was warm in mine and he tightened his grip on me to take me out of the border of the stairs, a fall from there would be painful. From that night on, Eric began to shadow me around in a maddening way, I wanted to run from him at the same intensity as I wanted to run to him, but when he noticed the later, that only made him chase me harder. But in the end, he was my fairytale, my forbidden prince, my starcrossed lover who was not meant to be.

In ancient heavenly realm, the thirteen Olympians are the major deities of the heavenly realm, commonly considered to be Azazel, Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Ares, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Hermes, and either Hestia or Dionysus. However, each of the gods chosen here represents an incomparable impact on a particular and essential sphere of human life. It is these fundamental associations which place Azazel, Zeus, Hera, Apollo, Artemis, Demeter, and Dionysus above all others. Those gods is the creator and ruler of the universe and source of all moral authority. Always been worship by mankind. Azazel the god of chaos, was being awaking from his slumber because of the constant disturb from the call of the consciousness of the world called The End, because of the newly born natural gods causing destruction around the small world.