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Devourer of Fates: My Sinful Tree Hungers

"In a world where destiny is consumed, karma bleeds, and power blooms from the corpses of the worthy..." Han Zheng was a prodigy doctor, a master of surgery with a monstrous past—until the law caught up. Executed for forbidden experiments, his soul is dragged into a cultivation world shaped by **karma**, **legacy**, and **suffering**. Reborn inside the half-dead body of a failed sacrifice, Han Zheng awakens bound to a parasitic karmic entity: **The Sinful Tree**. This tree doesn’t grant power freely—it devours **fate**, **emotions**, and **lives**, feeding him twisted **Dao Fruits** that come at a steep cost. Every power comes with pain. Every kill leaves a scar. Every advancement corrupts his soul. In a land ruled by ancient clans, divine beasts, and righteous sects hiding rotting secrets, Han Zheng must claw his way up from nothing—armed with cold logic, surgical cruelty, and a hunger that will never be satisfied. He will not become a hero. He does not seek justice. He will become the Devourer of Fates. Tags: Cultivation, Dark Fantasy, Grimdark, Reincarnation, Anti-Hero Protagonist, Villain MC, Karma System, Dao Comprehension, Rebirth, Power Grind, Unique Power System, Sinful Tree System, Dao Fruit Inheritance, Body Refinement, Poison Cultivation, Blood-Based Abilities, Soul Absorption, Beast Transformation, Emotion-Based Progression, Forbidden Techniques, Cold-Blooded MC, Psychological Manipulation, Ruthless Protagonist, Experimental MC, Morally Grey MC, Torture Power-Up, Immense Pain for Growth, Parasitic Power System, Inner Demons, Emotion vs Logic, Karma Cultivation, Dual Personality Conflict, Legacy Inheritance, Ancient Clans, Beast Clans, Systematic Worldbuilding, Godless Universe, Demon Sects, Secret Bloodlines, Mental Corruption, Tortured Genius, Genius from Earth, Overpowered at a Price, Dao vs Madness, Eastern Fantasy, Survival Horror, Tragic Past, Mental Strength, Cold MC, Mystery Cultivation System, World of Sin
adinant · 369 Views

The Abandoned Heir of Morthilin

[Ultra Short Version - Terry has game abilities—XP leveling, resource gathering, crafting items in seconds, spamming them in battle, and even granting others the same powers.] ------ [Short version] Terry's soul was a hollow flute. Isekai'd into a brutal world of monsters and dungeons, but with game-like powers, he was used as a pawn, then betrayed and abandoned. But in that emptiness, something ancient began to stir. Now he drifts unseen, collecting every secret and sin, his hollow core twisting into a hunger no one can escape. The flute has begun to sing. And when he plays, the world that cast him aside will drown in the music of his revenge. ----------------- [Long Version] Terry never had the wish. Had no big dreams. Never wanted to be great. No fire of ambition in his heart. Just emptiness. Maybe that's why he was chosen. A perfect vessel. Cracked and full of holes. Empty enough for something old and powerful to slip in. Like a flute waiting to be played, shaped to carry a god's lost song. He woke up in Tarnheval, a brutal medieval world choking on its own glory. Monsters lurking beneath shattered citadels. Dragons nesting in the ruins of dead kingdoms. Dungeons that swallowed entire generations. And nobles who smiled as they carved out power from the bones of the helpless. They looked at him and saw nothing worth fearing. Just a vessel to be filled. A weapon to be used. So they betrayed him. Abandoned him. He was sacrificed. Forgotten. But he did not forget. Quiet. Watching. Every move the nobles plotted behind cold stone walls. Every sin the great families buried beneath silk banners. Armies that slaughtered innocents they had sworn to protect. And Terry drifted through it all. Unseen. Unremarkable. Absorbing every dark truth, every whispered lie, every dying breath. Noting. Remembering each. Because something inside him was waking up. Something older than Tarnheval itself. The flute had begun to sing. His emptiness turned into hunger. A hunger for truth. A hunger for ruin. The one they abandoned was becoming the weapon they couldn't stop. And whether the world lives or falls, it will happen to the music he plays. #IsekaiEpic #AbandonedHeir #DungeonCrawling #DragonTaming #War #TheEmptyHero
WoodenPaw · 4.5K Views

Eternally Bound by Blood(Dark Bl)

[WARNING:18+ SCENES AHEAD] Flesh, blood, and hunger—everything will burn at their hands. Alaric is a monster—an immortal cannibal, feared across the supernatural world. For centuries, his name has echoed through nightmares. Now, after thousands of years of imprisonment, he is unleashed, driven by an insatiable hunger that devours everything in its path. For centuries, he has been a myth—a legend of destruction. Until now. Eric, a newly turned vampire, stumbles into the cave where Alaric has been imprisoned for thousands of years. His blood spills onto an ancient symbol, and the world trembles as Alaric awakens. Unstoppable, ravenous, and deadly, he is unleashed on a world unprepared for his return. But amid the chaos, something strange happens—Alaric senses a familiar connection in Eric. Eric is the reincarnation of Killian, his long-lost best friend, the soul he yearned for and thought he'd never see again. Alaric, ruthless and cruel, is torn between his insatiable need for destruction and a deep, dangerous pull toward Eric. Eric doesn’t care about the monster Alaric is—he only knows one thing: He needs him. The hunger inside him mirrors Alaric's, burning through him, consuming him. The bond between them grows twisted and intense, a dark fire that neither can escape. Together, they are unstoppable, tearing through the supernatural world with an insatiable thirst for power and blood. Can Alaric conquer the darkness inside him, or will Eric’s devotion to a monster lead to their destruction? In a world ruled by powerful beings, they are the true rulers. But as their bond deepens, one question remains—who will survive when the fire is done? Some bonds are forged in blood—but they don’t just burn. They consume everything.
Kingsjoy · 126.3K Views

Wizard: The Emperor of Magic.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.
Alex_kingstone · 7.8K Views
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