Pitting Kuku

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!"

Waking up crushed under a man, I nearly screamed—until I saw who it was. Adrian. My cold, obsessive husband. The man I spent a lifetime escaping from. In my past life, I trusted the wrong people. Betrayed the only man who ever protected me and died alone. One life ruined me. This one? I’ll ruin everyone who tries again. Now, the game is mine and I write the rules. I'll act sweet. Stay mysterious. And pit every snake against each other. And as for my dangerously obsessed husband? I will tame—wait... WAIT! I was just being a little gentle, why is this tyrant acting like a delicate princess? 'Hey, hey, stop clinging to me! What? You want cuddles? Head pats? You—You are not a cat, Adrian!' … “He’s deathly allergic to strawberries? But he devoured one from my hand like it’s a miracle elixir.” “He has sleeping disorders? But he hugged me and passed out like a lazy cat!” “He’s sulking… because I didn’t hold his hand?” When he saw me hugging my female best friend? He lost his mind. Yanked me into his arms and growled, “Mine,” like a deranged villain in love. I finally understood: no one else ever stood a chance. I was his only obsession.

At the heart of the city of Axis, a boy who should not exist sends a team into the Pit—a vast, reality-warping abyss where science and sorcery blur. He is called the Director. He looks eight. He speaks in riddles. And he knows too much. Chosen by him, a war-scarred captain, a blade-wielding survivor, and a brilliant but timid scholar descend through a labyrinth of forgotten relics, fractured minds, and living nightmares. Each floor tests their strength. The Director tests their purpose. But as they go deeper, one question rises louder than the rest: Who is leading them... and why?

In the war torn age were empires crumbled, kingdoms fell, and great men were born, a young kid of the once-great Gracian Empire walks on roman soil. Awakening in the pits, and battling against other awakened in the colosseum, Kyle would do anything to bring an end to those who destroyed his nation. The Great Roman Empire. Even if he had to give up on his humanity and walk the path of a monster or a villain, he swore to completely bring to ruins, the Roman Empire. But first, he has to survive.

> The System doesn’t offer rewards. It records your sins. When Kai wakes up in a corpse pit, there’s only one message blinking in his vision: [Welcome to the Sin Log System.] [Mission 1: Confess what you did to deserve this.] No power-ups. No levels. No mercy. Every action he takes—every lie, betrayal, or violent act—is carved into his soul. The only way forward is through punishment. And the more he tries to survive, the more the System remembers… things Kai swore he never did. But the worst part? The missions don’t come from the System. They come from the people he hurt—whether he remembers them or not. --- In a world where memory is currency and guilt is power, Kai must uncover who he really was… before the System erases who he’s becoming. Will he earn redemption— or become the villain in someone else’s story forever?

She was a heiress of a financial conglomerate, an intelligence prodigy since her childhood. At 20, she inherited the family business and swiftly carved out an empire in the business world that was astonishing to all, earning the title of "Miraculous Lady" known for her ruthlessness and cold-blooded nature! Such a legend, yet she perished in a bizarre car accident. She was 28 years old. It is said that at the scene of the accident, the corpses of a family of three were torn apart, too gruesome to behold. Rumors from the outside suggested that such cruel imagery could only result from a vendetta! ...... She was the daughter-in-law of a prestigious family in high society, but also the butt of its jokes. It was rumored that her husband was paralyzed from the waist down, and she had a 5-year-old son. There were also whispers that she was busty but brainless, accidentally killed a servant, and served a 3-year prison sentence. Worse still, it was said that her mother-in-law didn't love her, her sisters-in-law bullied her, and she was even thrown out of the house several times...... ...... By the decree of fate! When she became her! Her stunning black eyes narrowed into a fierce gaze, reborn from the ashes! ...... ...... In short, this story is about a prodigal businesswoman who, after being framed and reborn in the body of a downtrodden daughter-in-law of a powerful family, steadily cements her status and takes revenge on the scum, all the while finding love. This brief introduction is just to give you an idea (for reference only). The content is certainly not simple. My pit of a story is solid; feel free to take the plunge.

To survive, the unfortunate Gong Qiying, who became the lord of the Sein Dungeon, had to make his dungeon extremely "hellish": Doors that "cannot be opened from this side", treasure chests "triggering teleport traps", a three hundred and sixty-five mile journey from the starting point to the BOSS room with no place to rest, monster knights with great bows on either side of a narrow bridge, and sinister ambushes around corners. There's also unavoidable visits to poisonous pits and hidden paths... Additionally, well-known fighters like Isshin Ashina, the Furnace Knight, Rajang, and the Scourge Legion bring unexpected surprises! Various unique rewards such as the Flaming Sword, Murky Hand Scythe, Rapid Slash Longsword, Sacred Oath, and Flame Empowerment will make you too happy to contain your joy! Gong Qiying: The most important thing in my dungeon is to ensure adventurers have fun!

Just by an accident, the whole world underwent mutation. The deceased resurrected, genes morphed, spiritual energy revived, mountains rose, underground pits appeared, and evil land of the dead emerged. Ghosts emerged, some people developed three heads and six arms, some acquired martial arts secret scripts, but it’s hard for commoners to even survive. Fortunately, I acquired the Mutation Technique, which allows all sorts of objects to mutate: books, fruits, weapons.

In a world torn apart by apocalyptic destruction, beasts roam free, and only the strong survive. But one man holds the power of the gods. When meteors crash into Earth, they bring with them more than destruction, they awaken ancient forces and ignite a brutal evolution. Dave, once an ordinary human, becomes something extraordinary when a shard of mother crystal embeds within him. Bestowed with necromantic powers and god-tier stats, he gains the rare ability to tame and command beasts: both living and undead. As cities fall and kingdoms of beasts rise, Dave discovers he is part of a divine experiment. One that pits chosen humans against each other in a cosmic game of survival, chaos, and domination. With enemies at every turn and a mysterious god named Exus hunting from the shadows, Dave must gather allies, raise an undead army, and unlock the true potential of the crystal inside him. [Welcome user, you have been granted the beast taming system!] [Combat Skill: Black Belt] [Swordsmanship Skill: 100% Skilled] [Gun Shooting Skill: 100% Accurate] [All Skill has been Maxed out, but Energy point is needed to tame, control and summon beasts] To obtain energy points, he needs to be in an interaction with the opposite gender; a female. The interactions were things that Dave hadn’t done before, but he was more than excited to try it all. “Is it just to kiss to obtain energy points? I’ll gladly kiss her.” “Wait, that isn’t enough? I need to explore her body instead? Okay, no worries!” With this, he had another side goal, and that was to create a harem of girls to aid him in his journey to become the strongest in this chaotic world. But power comes at a cost. With every beast he tames and commands, Dave edges closer to becoming what he was meant to destroy. A god!

Charlie is a nobody. In the small, forgettable town of Maplewood, Charlie barely exists. His days are spent in a haze of lethargy, slumped on a basement couch that smells faintly of regret. His body, soft and bloated, seems to mirror the weight of his apathy—a monument to years of bad decisions and the crushing inertia of laziness. His parents look at him with disappointment, his classmates avoid him like a bad smell, and the girls, even the kind ones, can barely disguise their pity. He’s bullied, mocked, and ignored, but Charlie doesn’t care. Not really. Or so he tells himself. Until one day, a moment so small and humiliating it shouldn’t matter tears open the carefully constructed wall of indifference he’s built around himself. For the first time in years, Charlie feels something stir deep inside—a spark of something raw, terrifying, and undeniable. Then, one night, everything changes. A system appears, a voice in his mind that speaks of transformation, power, and redemption. It offers him a choice: to stay as he is and sink deeper into the void of his existence, or to rise—literally—and reshape himself, body and soul. The system promises him a path, but it won’t be easy. To shed the weight of his old self, Charlie must first face the physical and emotional burdens he’s carried for so long. The path is brutal, filled with trials that test his mind, body, and spirit. But as Charlie begins to claw his way out of the pit of mediocrity, he discovers a world beyond Maplewood—a world of incredible challenges, impossible bodies, and a system that rewards transformation. The ultimate prize? A body forged by effort, determination, and resilience—a body of iron, plasma, and even the golden brilliance of the sun. But each step comes with its own cost, and the system’s promises may hide more than they reveal. Can Charlie rise above the weight of his past, or will the weight of the world crush him once and for all?

"The missing ingredient is a test subject with Royal Blood..." Raven Kyzer, a Commoner boy, grew up in an orphanage along with his twin sister, after losing their mother at a young age, having never met their father. After being discovered to possess Royal blood, the twins are abducted by the Church of Persona. Raven is used as a test subject in an ancient form of Forbidden Magic, known as the Homunculus Ritual, while his sister goes missing in the clutches of the church. The Homunculus Ritual is conducted to turn Raven into a powerful but mindless Monster, a loyal weapon for the church with no sense of free will...but something goes wrong, the ritual fails to destroy Raven's mind and he escapes the clutches of the church. Furious at being turned into a Monster, Raven swears revenge against the church, determined to make them pay for what they did to him, as well as to rescue his sister from their clutches. But there's only so much he can do by himself, even with the new powers he gained through the Homunculus Ritual...that's when he has a fateful encounter with the nation's most wanted criminals, a group known as The Irregulars, who, like Raven, have their own reasons to despise and go after the church, as well as the corrupt Nobility that oppresses the Commoners. With their goals aligned, Raven decides to join The Irregulars, taking the first step on his long, arduous path to revenge... Instagram: @aimdaqs Discord Server: https://discord.gg/J497zhJb

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” “Princess?” He paused. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”

Rein Aster was just a herbalist farmer from a border village. A nobody. A background NPC in a story filled with prophecy and divine warfare. But by chance—or fate—he saves one of the 7 Demon Lords during a catastrophic war event. Instead of killing him, she falls for him. Obsessively. Violently. Eternally. And then… so do the others. Each Demon Lord tries to trap Rein as her personal lover/pet/priest/husband/god, building dungeons, illusion palaces, soul prisons—but Rein keeps escaping. Quietly. Cleverly. Never fully rejecting them—but never submitting, either. Why? Because Rein realizes something: The gods are worse than demons. The heroes are tyrants in shining armor. The world is collapsing—and he’s the only one they all listen to. So he hatches a plan: Use the Demon Lords’ love to take over the world. Pit them against the heroes. Unleash them on the gods. Make them fight for him. Make them kill for him. Then tame them all. Not as a king. Not as a savior. But as the lover they would burn the world for. __________ It's not only the Demon lords who are a part of the harem. The yanderes here are darker than what you might be used to. You have been warned The entire novel has a dark lore feel. Atleast read the first two minor arcs Slow **Weak to Strong**

In the mystical land of Ubella, a young man named Sion, descended from a demon lineage, reflects on the dark history of his people—born from hell, conquerors of ancient humans. After reading an old tale under a tree, Sion returns to his humble village where he is recognized as a fighter in the Pits. Despite the village’s poverty, warmth and community shine through, especially in his touching exchange with Madam Umbra, the local baker, who warns him of an unknown approaching danger. A mysterious and flirtatious moment follows with her son, Sir Umbra, who invites Sion to a secret meeting under the moon, hinting at deeper revelations to come.

Leader of black market. Leader of mercenary and arms trading. Leader of underworld intel network. Leader of illegal organ trade. Leader of human trafficking ring. In a world filled with power control, life has it's own pricetag. The story follow a man named Renji Tohara, born in rural place in Japan with his own emotional baggage and unpleasant past. At one point in his life, he met a woman that drags him into a world where he can't turn back anymore. Will he be pulled into the pit of life's darkness, or will he pulled those women out of their world? The more he walk besides them, the more he learns that, every power had it's own price to pay, and every weakness had it's own reason to exist. Heya! I'm Nasajiri, I gathered my courage and finally decided to publish my original novel. Despite it will be Harem themed, don't worry, it won't go typical isekai or highschool harem. I can promise you that ;)

Cass had always felt out of place in his own family. But not receiving his blessing by his 18th birthday wasn’t a concern he’d ever had. Until now. With his easy going lifestyle in the balance, Cass’s new found motivation to join the prestigious ranks of the Blessed and fulfill his family obligations will pit him against abominable beasts, the mysterious demons, and most horrifying of all: talking to people. A Blessing will save him, he’s sure of it. But be careful what you wish for… Hi there! Thanks for checking out my story. I do this for fun, so there will likely be some hiatuses between chapters. If you like the story, I hope you stick around in spite of them. All the art and writing is by me.

A transient youth with an unusual name, Hoku, stumbles upon a hidden message in his late uncle's library. Provoked by a profound fascination, he encounters a distorted timeframe that reincarnates him into "The Sequel," a perilous alternate universe plagued by mysteries and fallen civilizations. Stripped of his memories and identity, Hoku must navigate this treacherous realm by forging alliances with strangers who appear to share his misfortune. To return to his own world, he must unravel the parties that purposed him to become the ‘Navigator of the timestream’. His quest pits him against the apprentices of a formidable deity known as "The Abundant Creator," forcing him to recover the past and confront the enigmatic truths that upended his grasp of his own existence.

Lucen Vale was born with nothing. No Soulprint. No name worth remembering. Just a mind far too sharp for a world that discards the weak. Buried alive in the deepest mines of the Dead Veins, the lowest pit of humanity, Lucen was called a Blank, cursed and powerless. He didn’t complain. He observed. Calculated. Waited. Until the system came. A forbidden voice whispered from the dark... "[Soulprint Theft Protocol Activated. You may now take what others are.]" Lucen doesn’t rejoice. He doesn’t laugh. He dissects the rules... and begins to hunt. ................................. He doesn’t fight stronger enemies. He breaks them. A genius tactician, Lucen studies every movement, exploits every mistake, and kills with precision. With each soul he steals, he gains more than just power. He inherits memories, instincts... even regrets. He writes them all in his Soul Ledger. Every stolen skill. Every broken mind. But as the echoes multiply, and foreign thoughts begin to surface, one truth becomes harder to ignore. If you take too many pieces of others... what remains of you? For now, I'll be focusing on my new novel "True Blood Ascension". For me personally I made this new novel more organized and have a clearer power structure than this one. Hope you check it out. Tysm!

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.

Given a choice, would you choose a strong yet dull opponent or a weak but clever one? Maybe some of you would choose the weakest one. But if given the choice, I would choose the strongest adversary rather than one with the cunning of a fox. why ? It's easier to face stronger opponents than to contend with those whose moves are unpredictable. ........................................ In the heavens, there exists a name that cannot be spoken casually. It is believed to be ominous. People often refer to this figure as the Devil King. He is one of the most ruthless and cruelest Demonic cultivator in the heavens, yet he is also one of the strongest cultivator in heaven. No one dares to confront him. One day, however, when all his enemies unite in an attempt to attack him, they fail to kill him. Ultimately, it is his own daughter-like disciple who betrays him and strikes from behind. Born in another world with ambitions and hated, he is destined to achieve great things. His ambitions include conquering kingdoms, turning others into his loyal subjects, and becoming the strongest being in the universe. He will eliminate anyone who dares to come into his way. But can he truly achieve his goals while harboring feelings and the presence of womens in his heart? Feelings are more like poison to demonic cultivators. What They walk is the path of ruthlessness. The path that leads to endless pursuit of power and The hunger of power. For demonic cultivators, feelings are often seen as poison, a path laden with burdens that inhibit their ruthless pursuit of power. Yet, the question remains: Can one truly eliminate all emotions from the heart? Is it really that simple? Becoming emotion less ? What will he do? Will he submit to these emotions and walk step by step with his loved ones, or will he eliminate all variables that might burden him in the future? In this internal struggle, the battle is not just against external foes, but also within himself. Choices pit strength against intellect, and emotions against ambitions. What path will he choose? The answer may reshape his very destiny. Ultimately, it may be our connections that shape our destinies, even as we strive for greatness. .................................................................. Note : He is only ruthless towards his enemies. He is not completely virtueless and knows how to repay favours but as how he pays them and to what extent its on him. There are no eternal allies. People come together because of common interest and after that particular interest is over they will part their ways. This is not a story of a naive protagonist; rather, he is a master schemer who ensures everything unfolds according to his plans. English is not my native language but I have tried my level best to avoid mistakes,so I appreciate your understanding of any mistakes. I hope you enjoy reading. The first few chapters may seem boring as they contain essential information, but trust me, the later chapters will become increasingly captivating, and you will surely find enjoyment in them. Happy reading and please do give a review and any suggestions is heartily accepted.

In a world where children are chosen by the gods—blessed with divine affinity and talent from birth—those born without their favor are discarded, forgotten... or worse. Cyrus is one of the godless. Born with no divine affinity, no fate, and no future, he was thrown into the grim, inhumane bowels of the Red Arena from a young age. For three years, he’s survived by tooth and nail, fighting for the right to live for just one more day. The pit demands blood—and the only choice is to shed it! Forged in the depths of the 'Bloodpit', Cyrus struggles to hold on to his sanity. His story is not that of a hero. It's the tale of a young man trying to preserve what's left of his humanity in a broken, treacherous... godforsaken world.

Born to clan Demios, as the clan head fourth child. he was destined for greatness, but that all changed when he crossed Five. he was discovered to be Aetherless a never before seen condition. he was cast to the pit at the age of five, the last time he had seen the sun. And now he was caught in a conspiracy,who will help him, certainly not the clan who hates him, or the public who has no idea who he is. he died. But his story didn't end there, a scornful soul from earth decended into the body, and rewrote the Extra fate. He first started by changing his status from— Father regretted, siblings neglected, society rejected. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Zephyr finds himself in a world ruled by Aether—an enigmatic energy tied to bloodlines and power. His clan, the Demios, wields black flames but cast him aside as "Aetherless trash" after a failed assassination plot against the third Princess Seralyn. Framed, tortured, and executed, a new Zephyr from another world now awakens, now aware of his betrayal. Haunted by memories of betrayal and driven by newfound resolve, Zephyr vows to rise above his former weakness, master his abilities, and confront those who wronged him—not just for survival, but for vengeance. In this new ruthless world, strength is law, and Zephyr is done being its victim. _ _ _ _ I am not the owner of the book cover, I found it on Pinterest, if the owner want I will remove it ASAP

He Tiancheng traveled through Shuangwen’s novels and found that he turned out to be a villain! With a net worth of tens of billions, crossing is the pinnacle! After obtaining the system, prevent the protagonist from pretending to be forced, change the heroine’s impression of herself, and educate her son, can all get rewards? What is a net worth of tens of billions, this is not interesting to pit the protagonist!

She loved him like the moon—distant, untouchable, and dangerously beautiful. He loved her like a secret—hidden, forbidden, and doomed from the start. Rain was born in dirt and raised in silence—an omega in a world that worships strength. Her only joy? The quiet, stolen moments with Batista, the Alpha prince who once defended her when no one else would. She loved him from the shadows, never expecting to be seen. Then he saw her… and destroyed her. He ordered her mother’s execution. He sentenced Rain to death. And she died—almost. But the girl they threw into the pit came back. Not as a servant. Not as a traitor. As something more. Now Rain walks with rage in her heart and fire in her blood. And Batista—the Alpha who once held her hand and shattered her world—wants her back. But this time? She’s not the one who’ll kneel. In a world on the brink of war, where lies wear crowns and love demands blood, Rain must decide if she’ll burn the past to the ground… or become the weapon fate always meant her to be.

He is the most prestigious and mysterious man, the head of ZMI Agency's special agents. A person of immense influence. Just how influential? He says, find out for yourself! * She is a foreign-born master of criminal psychology, a psychological counselor at a correctional facility. A small fry who is always hungry for more. How small? She says, none of your business! * Zhan Se can't understand why, in just a short bathroom break, she was ensnared by such a cold, dignified, evil, domineering, awesome... a benefactor who is described with all the positive adjectives usually associated with the male protagonists in novels... What?!! She owed him six years ago? Not only did she owe him, but she also has a 6-year-old bun calling her mom? Holy moly! Since they both have a child together, who actually owes whom? ————————●Alternative Edition Introduction●———————— This is a guidebook for a nerdy girl's road to success. This is a must-have secret manual for marital roads. This is an encyclopedia on criminal psychology. This is the life journey of a woman who every man dreams of, working her way up. Urban marriage, rich family scandal, case tracking. All is revealed in "The Surprising Marriage Journey"… Indulgence is boundless, love and affection are reinterpreted! Nothing is the best, there is only better! Reading online novels, for the sense of satisfaction! Cracking melon seeds and peeling peanuts, sit in a row and taste together. Taste the power, color, fame, and wealth, and watch the various states of sentient beings with a smile. (Note: ① This book is one-on-one, absolutely clean, those who dislike the author and the author's writing style should avoid this pit) (Note: ② This book is purely fictitious, and there is no need to verify its authenticity. Reading the text comes with a lightning rod, no compensation for discomfort)

“The least a person born into this world can do is take care of themselves.” “I’m no one’s hero.” All I want is a peaceful life—a life where I can sit around doing jackshit. I, Sigurd, refuse to be a martyr. The village’s safety? My ass! They can all burn for all I care—my only obligation is to myself and myself alone. That’s why I ran. I’ll run as far as my legs can take me. I won’t let them throw me in that pit with those monsters. I’ll tame a beast of my own choosing. Ambition? I don’t have any. You want compassion? Then tough shit. If selfishness is a virtue, then I’m a goddamn priest!!

Dive back in time, to the depths of the desert, and watch the old stories unfold before your eyes. A story of treasure hunting, betrayal, and destiny. When a gruesome future is all you see, how can you change it? When you're foretold to fail, how should you move on? Zarqa, the girl who saw beyond time, sought to find answers. -------------------------- Legend says that Zarqa had sharp eyes that could look far away in the distance. But what if that wasn’t the end of it, what if her eyes were seeing far beyond not only space, but time? What if Zarqa was blessed with a prophecy, one that could save her dying village from destruction? Just as they thought they had no way to survive, Zarqa learns of a way to protect her village from demolition. Naturally, no one believed her, for no one but the Almighty could see beyond the present. They forgot the Almighty offers knowledge to those whom he deems of worth. And Zarqa was one of them. Having to trudge an arduous path and go through a great adventure, Zarqa seeks to find the solution to all of their problems, a treasure said to have the power to change all. Pitted against magical traps and the mysteries of the deserts, she finds unexpected company in Ali Baba, the poor kid with the sticky fingers, and his crow Morjana... -------------------------- This is my first original long story here and is also a WSA 2024 Entry. I ask that you give it a try and hope you enjoy it :D Also, note that English is not my first language... And it's not my second either. -----------------------Media------------------------- This book has many openings, check them out: [General opening of the book: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVxnu5R3vws] [Baghdad Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/GwJIJ2Kn0FI] [Two Heavens Arc's opening: https://youtu.be/NO1C0ngBVjg] [Two Heavens Arc's ending: https://youtu.be/hO-XPQsCPFw] [Cursed Ring Arc's Opening: https://youtu.be/PUF4H98y2B0] [ Persia Arc's Opening: https://youtu.be/sSfG_uVSkQk] [Ending: https://youtu.be/1wQ_aJVFhx0] -----------------------Updates-------------------------- Updated weekly, 2 chapters on weekends. Please don't let the first paragraphs fool you. This isn't a story from the first person's POV.

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve. Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish. Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others. In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle. Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper: Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked. If you're a fan of Classroom of the Elite, this is a must-read. This story dives deeper into the mind games, power struggles, and emotional manipulation fans love—where strategy isn’t just survival, it’s everything. Here, trust is a trap, feelings are weapons, and the smartest player isn’t always the loudest. Let the games begin. "Do well to check my other book." "Infernal Ascendancy".

The Fallacy Game. > “Truth is subjective. Reality can be reasoned away. And in this game—your mind is the battlefield.” In a world where logic is weaponized and debate is a matter of survival, an underground tournament known only as The Fallacy Game emerges — a cerebral war where losing means the destruction of your reputation, your identity, and sometimes, your very sense of self. Rael Veir is a reclusive prodigy with a haunted past and a brain wired for paradoxes. When his sister is institutionalized after a televised debate collapse, Rael receives an invitation to the game — not as a witness, but as a player. Each round pits him against another genius in a lethal battle of logic. The prize for victory: progression to the next tier. The cost: a fragment of his memory, emotion, or moral compass… gone forever. As Rael ascends the ranks, he begins to question everything — the rules, the judges known as Observers, and the reality he's anchored to. Twisted rivals with fractured ideologies emerge. Forgotten players return. And all signs point toward a final debate known only as the Final Paradox — a round so mind-breaking, it's said no player has reached it and come back sane. But Rael is not like the others. He doesn't want to win the game. He wants to tear it apart from the inside. To do that, he must outwit the Mirror — a faceless, undefeated player who seems to know Rael’s every move… and may, impossibly, be Rael himself. > “If no one remembers the truth, did it ever exist?”