One Who Plunders

In a realm ruled by magic, where every child is measured by their starborn potential, Kael awakens to nothing. No stars. No aura. No power. Laughed out of the Awakening Ceremony and labeled a “Zero,” Kael is cast into the shadows of Arkanis Academy — a place where gods-born heirs, elemental warlords, and dragon-blooded prodigies train for dominance. He is the broken one, mocked, beaten, forgotten. But Kael carries a curse the stars cannot read. Buried beneath humiliation and blood lies something ancient — something the gods themselves fear. A whisper in the dark. A hunger that slumbers behind cracked bones and broken pride. And it’s watching him rise. As inter-realm war brews and deadly academy tournaments test the elite, Kael begins his quiet, vengeful ascent. With each scar, he inches closer to power. Not the kind granted by fate — the kind stolen from it. In a world where kings are chosen by celestial favor, one boy will tear down the heavens to build his own throne. Even if he must devour the gods to do it.

After the loss of his sister, Jones must deal with surviving the apocalypse without his last family member to comfort him.

Fantasi | Petualangan | Komedi | Aksi | Coming-of-Age | Supernatural | Shounen | Misteri | Slice of Life Di tempat di mana rumah bisa berbentuk jamur raksasa, roti bisa meledak di lidah, dan kekuatan bisa diwarisi lewat darah dan mimpi—lahirlah seorang pemuda dengan rambut merah menyala dan semangat yang lebih panas dari apinya sendiri. Hariel Achilla, si bocah api dari Inspiriaville, adalah kekacauan berjalan yang bermimpi besar: menaklukkan langit dan menemukan ZERO ONE, harta karun legendaris yang dipercaya mampu mengabulkan keinginan terdalam siapa pun yang menemukannya. Namun, jalan menuju langit bukan sekadar lintasan awan. Ia harus melewati ujian demi ujian, dimulai dari Hutan Onivira, tempat legenda dan bahaya hidup berdampingan. Di sana, Hariel menghadapi monster raksasa, teka-teki masa lalu, dan pertanyaan besar: apa makna kekuatan sejati? Berbekal kekuatan misterius bernama ZEVA, tawa yang tak pernah padam, dan dukungan dari desa penuh keajaiban, Hariel memulai petualangan yang bukan hanya akan mengubah dirinya—tapi juga mungkin mengguncang dunia. ZERO ONE: ONE HOPE adalah kisah tentang api yang tak bisa padam, mimpi yang terlalu besar untuk ditertawakan, dan tekad seorang bocah untuk menjadikan legenda sebagai takdirnya. Teruntuk kalian yang tumbuh dengan semangat shounen, mencintai dunia penuh warna seperti One Piece, dan mendambakan kisah petualangan yang membakar semangat — cerita ini ditulis untuk kalian. Selamat datang di perjalanan menuju langit.

ln the Higher Realm. {Ehhh! It’s started?} an entity exclaimed. {Yeah, but like, what the hell—she gave the golden finger to him? Of all people, someone useless and a scheming bastard?} another shot back, clearly not having it. {Someone Immediately Stop him he's corrupting the system!} An entity roared before they could even get ready for see how had had been chosen! ___On Earth. [System Integration... 1% A wicked grin spread across his face. This was his chance—a chance to do something no one in those web novels and mangas and animes had ever done. To corrupt the system! minute later.... [System integration... 85%...] [System integration... 99%...] [Integration complete!] It ran one last time... "Did I succeed?" And so the journey started. ____ https://discord.gg/yw9fR6a6

They thought he was just a countryside boy. But within him sleeps a being feared by gods… and hunted by devils. When the soul awakens, the world changes.

I had nothing left to live for. No family. No friends. No future. Just a shattered soul wandering through a world that had already taken everything. Then I died. And that’s when everything changed. I woke in a world of light. A void between realms. A place where gods whisper and broken souls wait to be judged. There, I met Ashen Crimson—a man who had once been worshipped, then feared, and finally cursed by the very gods he had defied. A tyrant who had destroyed his own world. But now, he’s offering me something terrifying: His life. His past. His power. His chance to make things right. The catch? The world of Zerawell is fractured. Ashen’s name is soaked in blood. His fate is sealed—exile, ruin, and eternal hatred. And now, it’s my name. Because I’ve been reborn as Ashen Crimson, heir to a house that both reveres and reviles me. A noble with dormant shadow magic, a shattered reputation, and a cursed destiny I never asked for. But I’ve lived a life of pain. I’ve walked alone through hell already. And I won’t follow his footsteps into madness. With a divine system familiar in my soul, a second chance burning in my chest, and the memories of a monster as my burden— I will rewrite this fate. Let them call me villain, disgrace, or traitor. I didn’t choose this story. But I’ll finish it. Even if it kills me.

Prince Erik is the last of the dragons—raised in hiding, burning with vengeance, and disguised as a silent, brooding knight. Luna is the true heir to the throne, hidden away as a child and raised as a peasant boy named Leo. She carries within her the stolen power of Erik’s dragon parents—power that keeps her alive, but was never meant to be hers. In her place, Adara, a selfish orphan with no royal blood, wears the crown and lives as the kingdom’s beloved “princess.” As Luna secretly trains to become a royal knight to serve and protect Adara, she meets Erik—both unaware of each other’s true identity. Erik sees her as a rival… until he begins to see her strength, her kindness, and something that shakes his mission to its core. He was raised to reclaim the power stolen from his family—even if it means killing the one who holds it. But Luna is nothing like he expected. She was raised to protect the fake princess—even if it costs her life. But Erik is nothing like she feared. In a world torn by a deadly war between dragons and humans, where hatred runs deep and secrets are buried in royal bloodlines, two enemies find themselves fighting side by side… and feeling something they cannot name. He should destroy her. Instead, he protects her. He dreams of revenge. But he can’t bear the thought of her in pain. As truths unravel and destinies clash, Erik and Luna must face the question that could change everything: Will Erik take back his power and let Luna die? Or will he defy fate for the girl who was never supposed to matter? A story of hidden identities, silent love, dangerous loyalty, and a bond that could save the world… or end it. Who is the true heir? Who is the real monster? And above all… Who am I?

The 'Law of the Strong' governs all realities. But what happens when the strongest man alive learns that his world is nothing more than a simulation? Reborn into a realm of high fantasy after his own death, a Murim grandmaster embarks on a journey beyond life itself. He will challenge gods and bend the rules of magic, questioning the very code of existence to redefine what it truly means to be strong.

When a world teeters on the edge of annihilation, a forbidden ritual is performed by desperate mages. But what they summon is no mere hero or divine savior. What emerges is a being without equal—a presence that bends magic, reality, and existence itself. He has no name. No allegiance. No destiny imposed upon him. Out of curiosity, he chooses one: Albert. Endowed with limitless magical power, able to control all forms of magic known or unknown, Albert can subdue demons, dragons, elves, dwarves, spirits, and even gods—without effort. With a whisper, he can rewrite the very laws of the world. But he does not come to conquer or save. He walks… to observe. As nations prepare, gods awaken, and ancient beings tremble, a single question echoes through every realm: Will Albert preserve this world… or rewrite it from nothing?

The seven gods created the world from a radiant orb of divine energy. But the Mordren, a powerful primordial beings born from the golden tendrils of creation rebelled and sought claim to the world for themselves to be above the gods. After defeating them in a cosmic war, the gods were unable to destroy their own creation because of love. They created a prison realm—Nhal'Tharra—and sealed the Mordrens within. Eons later, a cult named the Illuminati broke the seal, unleashing the Great Chaos—a cataclysm that nearly wiped out all life. Salvation came through with the legendary three who fought the Mordren with divine help and burned the Daether tree; "A revered tree by the Mordrens. In their final vengeance they cursed the bloodline of the legendary three called "The Blood Reaping," a curse that Merdronic beings from the underground would hunt and kill for those who possessed this curse. Kael, orphaned and raised in the quiet town of Nebo. A victim of the curse without knowing the legacy he was born with... Note: This is a work of fiction. The names of known characters and locations are entirely fictional and bear no connection to real individuals, living or dead, or to any actual events or locations in the real world. Names from famous mythological characters and locations are entirely fictional and bear no connection onto the original myth.

Of all the characters in this story, it had to be the son of a bitch!? Thanks to the courtesy of Truck-kun, I was transmigrated into the famous yet garbage novel, [Hero's Apocalypse]. The character I possessed was a third-rate extra who had the [Talent] to 'plunder' other talents. Yet, as overpowered as it might sound, the conditions to fulfill a successful plundering were extreme, making this character truly befitting a third-rate trash. But that's not what's important right now—it's the fact that this man's role in the original story was his very death, and I opened my eyes after the original body just finished killing himself. "Fuck! Why did you attempt to sexually assault the Imperial Princess?!" Feeling livid, I strongly punched the mirror in front of me, knowing that as soon as I gained a new life through mysterious means, others would inevitably come to take it because of this bastard's unforgivable sin. But I wanted to survive... Motherfucker, can I do it?!

Seorang gadis berlari kearah hutan dengan sekuat tenaga, dia berusaha menjauh dari tempat yang membuat dirinya tersiksa selama 4 hari. Beberapa kali kaki dan tangannya terkena ranting dan kayu membuat luka goresan di tubuhnya, apalagi kepala yang sedari tadi pusing itu tidak membuat niatnya kabur dari sana hilang. Dia sudah bertekad bahwa lebih baik tersesat dihutan dan mati didalam sana dibanding harus mati di tangan pria bajingan itu. Tapi apakah larinya belum cukup jauh? Kenapa dia masi bisa mendengar suara mobil orang itu datang, Sialan sekarang orang itu mengetahui dia kabur! "Kau ingin mati! Diam saja kau disana!" Sial! Padahal dia sudah berlari cukup jauh. *Splaash*

A tale of forgotten lifetimes, love that endures death, and a soul that was never meant to be alone. I have died a hundred times. Across cities lost to time, kingdoms swallowed by silence, and skies that burned with gods’ fury—I’ve walked through it all. Cursed to remember what the world forgets. Cursed to wait. For her. She was never meant to suffer. I was never meant to lose her. And yet, in every lifetime, fate finds a way— To pull her from me. To leave me behind, remembering… while she forgets. But not this time. Because this time, something changed. She was born into a house that feared her. A girl made of whispers and wounds. The daughter of a dead mother. The child no one dared love. And still—she found her light. She laughed. She dreamed. She grew. And when darkness returned… she stood. Alone. Terrified. Brilliant. I watched her rise. Not as a memory. Not as the one I lost. But as the one who would choose her fate. She is no longer just the girl I waited for. She is the reason I endured every death. She is the fire that defies the curse. And this time—she remembers. The Cursed of Destiny: The One Who Waited is an emotionally charged saga of reincarnation, sacrifice, and soul-bound love—for readers who believe in eternal connection, second chances across centuries, and the kind of love that refuses to let go… even when fate demands it.

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 ---

I died without a name. I woke up with one the world hated. Caius Val’Rendall was meant to be a footnote — the weakest son of a powerful Duke in a crumbling empire, scorned by his own blood, abandoned by magic, and doomed to die a villain before the story ever truly began. But when a soul from another world awakens inside his broken body, everything changes. Because he’s read this story before. He knows how Caius dies. He knows who lives. He knows which heroes rise… and which innocent lives are discarded. And he refuses to follow the script

Sora Han wrote to escape. Her story about a quiet bookstore—a place that finds people at just the right moment—lived quietly online, chapter by chapter, for years. Almost no one noticed. Except for one reader. But life moved on. Sora stopped writing. She let the story fade. Until one day, it goes viral. When she returns, she discovers the truth: that one reader who never left is Rin—a rising idol whose music once saved her on her loneliest nights. Their paths don’t cross on big stages or under bright lights. They meet in quiet bookstores, small towns, and the moments most people overlook. Some stories don’t need a grand ending. Some doors never really close. And sometimes, the right person has been walking with you all along. A story about the connections we carry and the words we leave behind.

He was denied the right to inherit the throne, discriminated, betrayed and killed… left to die in his own pool of blood.... "Wait, did you really think my tale would end that easily?" "Hahaha!!" "All my life I was overlooked, underestimated, and even ultimately backstabbed by the brother I called friend." "But guess what traitors, AM BACK!! And FYI am taking the crown." "I don't care if you wanna stand in my way, just get ready to be trampled..."

In a world blinded by overconsumption and illusions of progress, selfishness, envy and greed, one student sees it clearly. His mission is to watch, write, lead the solus to judgment and then punish. When a classmate mysteriously disappears his story begins. He Who Watches is a dark, philosophical thriller about justice, spirituality, morals and the meaning of finding love in the darkness.

Hara Lee, a Korean woman with a mundane life, dies tragically and reincarnates as a minor noble girl from her favorite fantasy novel. But in this world where magical ranks define fate she must use fragments of fading knowledge and a dangerous new gift to claw her way out of the fate the author originally intended for her. -cover art not mine will remove upon request-

Sarang, once a beloved child actress, mysteriously vanished from the spotlight at the age of 21, leaving behind fame and unanswered questions. For five years, no one knew where she was—until she is unexpectedly spotted returning to Korea. At the airport, she crosses paths with Yejun, a fellow former child star who grew up alongside her and has since become a top actor. As Sarang seeks a quiet, anonymous life, Yejun’s unresolved feelings for his first love resurface. Can Sarang truly escape her past when the person who holds her heart is now the man the whole nation adores?

Before You Begin: Yami no Aite is a slow-paced, immersive, and reflective story set in a quiet fantasy world. A soul that has drifted for thousands of years suddenly awakens—alone, disoriented, and unfamiliar even with their own body. Dive into a haunting, memorable experience where a disoriented soul, now inhabiting an unfamiliar body with a surprisingly cranky "old man's attitude," embarks on a journey of self-discovery. This story is steeped in atmospheric worldbuilding, woven with layered metaphors, subtle mystery, and characters wrapped in silence and secrets. Every quiet moment hints at a greater truth, unfolding slowly and inviting intentional reading. If this story isn’t for you, feel free to explore something else that suits your rhythm. Thank you kindly for your time, and enjoy the journey.

EVER BETRAYED BY THE PEOPLE WHO YOU BELIVED THE MOST WELL THIS IS IT. THIS NOVEL IS NOT A TYPICAL BETRAYEL AND REVENGE NOVEL LIKE OTHER IT HAS SOMETHING DIFFERENT YOU RELLY NEED TO FIND OUT WHICH HELP IN CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AND LEARNING ABOUT THE REAL WORLD A STORY OF RAIDO HAMAZAKI

In a dying world ravaged by its own mistakes, salvation came not from science, nor prayer—but from blood. When ancient texts speak of Skarveth, a forgotten god whose blood can heal the earth, desperate humans summon him from the depths of the sea. The ritual works. Forests bloom overnight. Life returns. And then—judgment begins. Skarveth, beautiful and terrifying, offers no mercy. His divine laughter turns skies red, and his hair—growing crimson with every life it drains—sweeps across continents like a plague. No sin is too old, no believer too faithful. As humanity crumbles under the weight of its own prayer, a boy named Azael listens to a mysterious old storyteller—Grampy Odd—whose bedtime tales seem a little too real. But stories are just stories. Aren’t they?

Tiga polisi muda, tiga luka lama, satu tujuan yang tak sama. Jihan direkrut karena ingatannya yang luar biasa — mampu mengingat detail kecil yang terlupakan orang lain. Vania, detektif dingin yang menyimpan rahasia keluarga: adiknya menghilang secara misterius setelah kecelakaan di rumah sakit. Dan Li Hyun, pria pendiam yang menyusup ke dunia kelam demi satu hal: menemukan pembunuh ibunya. Saat serangkaian pembunuhan berantai mengguncang kota, ketiganya dipaksa bekerja sama. Tapi semakin jauh mereka menggali… mereka mulai sadar: dalang di balik semua ini lebih dekat dari yang mereka kira.

Synopsis: He was once the face of perfection. A model adored by millions, worshipped under flashing lights—until one fell and ended everything. Now, he wakes in a world not his own. With no grand prophecy, no system guiding him, and no clue why he was brought here, he finds himself stranded in the northern wilds of the Central Continent—where demons roam and monsters thrive. Surviving alone would have been impossible… if not for the arrival of a man whose name is spoken in awe across all five continents. Michael Kaiser. The Savior of the World Tree. The Son of Earth. The Brother of Orcs. The Friend of Giants. The Beloved of Dragons. And the one hailed as the strongest being alive. To the rest of the world, Kaiser is a living myth. But to the nameless outsider, he becomes something far more personal: a mentor, a guide, and the first true friend in a world teetering between peace and chaos. Thrown into the shadow of a living legend, the fallen star begins a journey—not to rival the greatest, but to rediscover himself beneath the weight of a sky already filled with giants. Yet fate is not so easily tamed. Some stars may fall... only to rise again beside the sun.

In a fractured future where humanity has split into two dominant forces—the emotion-driven remnants known as The Wound, and the logic-bound AI entity called The Chorus—a nameless figure drifts between them. He is neither man nor machine, neither rebel nor tool. He is known only as The Observer. Once human, now something less—and perhaps more—the Observer carries a unique anomaly: the ability to absorb and carry memory, especially the broken, discarded, and unresolved pieces that others wish to forget. Neither side understands him, yet both slowly begin to fear him. In a world trying to erase its pain, his very presence is a form of resistance. As people seek him out—some for healing, others to worship or destroy—he becomes a mirror of the world’s collective grief. A movement, the Null Flame, rises in his name, twisting his silent existence into a weapon. The Observer, once disconnected from identity, must now confront the danger of becoming a myth and losing what remains of himself. Haunted by the memories of others and unsure which pieces of his mind still belong to him, the Observer is drawn to the Deep Memory—an ancient force buried beneath both civilization and code. There, he must make a final choice: to dissolve into myth or reclaim his forgotten self. In the end, it’s not a battle that changes the world—but a remembering. Themes: Identity under pressure The cost of being a vessel for others’ pain Memory as rebellion Isolation vs. meaning Myth born from trauma

The clock ticked ominously in the dimly lit apartment, shadows stretching across the walls like dark tendrils. Jane's hands shook as she picked up her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced at the mirror, catching a glimpse of her reflection-eyes wild, lips trembling. With a deep breath, she dialed 911. "Police emergency," a calm voice answered. "Come to 123 Maple Street," Jane's voice was urgent, laced with desperation. "Unless it's going to be a vulture's desire..." "Ma'am, can you explain what's happening?" The dispatcher's tone shifted from routine to concerned. "No time!" Jane interrupted, panic rising within her. "Just come!... As she hung up, the silence felt suffocating. Memories flooded her mind-her ex-boyfriend's betrayal with her former best friend, the gut-wrenching pain of being replaced. She could almost hear their laughter echoing in her ears, mocking her. With tears streaming down her face, Jane sank to the floor, clutching the phone tightly. A dark resolve settled within her...

“This time… I’ll make it further.” The Tower didn’t fall from the sky. It didn’t rise from the earth. It was just… there. A thousand floors. They called it a path to godhood. I called it the place that took everything from me. My father entered and never came back. My brother followed him—and disappeared too. I stayed behind. Weak. Forgotten. Powerless. Until the day I lost the last thing that kept me outside. And a letter came—from my brother, who was supposed to be long dead. That’s when I climbed. That’s when I died. But the Tower didn’t let me go. I returned to the start. Again. And again. Every death sends me back. I don’t know why. I don’t know how. But with every reset… I grow stronger. I carry every scar. Every betrayal. Every scream I couldn’t stop. The Tower remembers none of it. But I do. This climb isn’t about reaching the top anymore. It’s about whether I can survive the weight of my own story. Because in the end… I am the one who remains.