Sunken Temple

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

The protagonist, Lin Yi, embarks on a journey of self-discovery and unknown identity as he arrives in a mysterious otherworld, feeling lost and confused. After being taken in by an old man, he goes through a process of adaptation. The story then follows his quest to return home, which leads him to a temple, where he meets companions during his cultivation and encounters attacks from evil forces. After defeating the evil, he takes on a mission to continue his adventures and ultimately finds a way back home.

Locked up in a Temple for a long time. Jace was released by Anita who was trying to write a project for her history class so has to be able to join the school play. Jace gave Anita his fox bead in other to save her after falling from the top of the mountain. Jace followed Anita to her school and started living with her because of his fox bead that with Anita

maike had spent half of his life as a Taoist priest, and when he won the lottery, he thought his life was finally about to reach the peak. But instead of living a life of luxury, he suddenly found himself transported to a world where the Taoist sects had long since declined. Even worse, he became the temporary leader of a third-rate Taoist temple.

Chen Yuan from Ping'an County Government had traveled through time, his mind harboring a Qi Fortune Altar. As long as he sacrificed Qi Fortune, he could obtain guidance from heaven, Divine Skills, Cultivation Techniques, evil arts, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures... This world was populated by immortals, Buddhists, demons, as well as lofty temples and the distant Jianghu. There were three thousand Sword Immortals controlling swords across the sky, Buddhist Arhats who could lift the heavens with a single finger, and there was the Jianghu... It was the worst of times, it was the best of times. My name is Chen Yuan, from the Abyss! —————— An author of decisive and swift action.

Ji Tianqi, who fantasized about crossing into an otherworldly realm, was diagnosed as a fantasy syndrome patient. However, his extraordinary encounter in the otherworldly realm came true!!! In his first extraordinary encounter, he obtained a martial arts secret book that no one but he could master. Therefore, the team responsible for researching/treating him provided him with a prop—a chessboard! His second extraordinary encounter involved solving the Zhenlong Chess and gaining the empowerment transmission from a master, which granted him a century-old skill in minutes. From then on, the team responsible for researching/treating him became a team dedicated to assisting him. His team created an inn setting for him, where he experienced his fourth extraordinary encounter—the Orchid Acupoint Skill. With this martial art, he immobilized a criminal possessing the superpower of Instantaneous Movement. His team submitted a request report to their superiors—our hero needs to rent a temple, a temple with a Scripture Pavilion. After the superiors rejected it, they issued an important directive. "Think bigger, construct a real ancient city for him! An ancient city that includes all the headquarters of the various sects from his otherworldly fantasies!"

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life. But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain! This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King. —————————— In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated! An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan! There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus. Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight. There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

In a decaying temple on the edge of a forgotten world, a man wakes up in a body that is not his own—weak, wounded, and trapped in a hostile land teeming with ancient magic, lurking beasts, and deadly trials. Stripped of everything but a thirst for survival, he must carve a path through the unknown, battling not only monsters but the darkness growing within him. As he unravels the secrets of his new existence, strange powers awaken, drawing him into a game of blood, betrayal, and hunger. Cursed with a second chance in a body that teeters on the edge of humanity, can he rise from the depths of despair and claim a fate that was never meant to be his?

Lucan Ironfist came from a noble family, but he wasn't the eldest son. When his brother became the head of the family and he turned 18, Lucan would become a commoner. A strange rule, but that's how it was. So Lucan began to think of a way to live a peaceful life. As he was considering this, his mother arranged for him to become a priest in another city. A priest didn't have to worry about food or housing, and all he had to do was watch over the temple and the statue. It was easy work, so he agreed and arrived at the city. One day, as he was watching over the temple and the statue, a poor-looking girl came to pray. When she prayed to God, light gathered around her body. Lucan was surprised and suddenly remembered the plot of a certain game. Originally, Lucan was from Earth and had traveled to this fantasy world. When he was on Earth, he played a game with a plot where a merchant family's illegitimate daughter, bullied by her family, awakened the power of a saint. Lucan decided to keep this secret and train the saint so that in the future, he could have an easy life and save himself from any crises. --- **The novel idea came from a Japanese novel, so there are similarities between the two novels, but the protagonist's personality is different, which makes the two novels completely different as the story progresses. **Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.

This is a secret that Tibet, now open as a global tourist destination, still keeps tightly sealed. Years later, Zhamu Qiangba, a Tibetan Mastiff expert living in Pennsylvania, USA, suddenly receives an envelope from a stranger. Inside the envelope are two photographs, featuring an ancient mythical beast that shocks Zhamu Qiangba. This discovery prompts him to travel to Tibet with his mentor, Professor Fang Xin, a world-renowned canine expert. During their investigation, they are stunned to find that the creature in the photos is linked to the Pabala Temple. Shortly after, a mysterious scientific expedition team, composed of special forces soldiers, archaeologists, biologists, and esoteric practitioners, quietly departs from Tibet. Their mission? To embark on a global adventure through forbidden and perilous places to uncover the truth behind a thousand-year-old secret of Tibetan Buddhism. What exactly is Tibet hiding from us?

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Zack, a young unparalleled genius had a bright future ahead of him after he joined the world renowned Institute of Research and Sorcery development, but that all later changed when he reached sixteen, having two unsealed curses Zack became a world threatening calamity, one that needed extermination and now the military, the temples, the inqusion and the Institutes were now after him

In the sprawling metropolis of Dawn City, Joy Dela Cruz, a mysterious and determined young woman, embarks on a dangerous quest to unlock the secrets of Mayari’s Temple. Driven by her late mother’s dying wish, Joy must navigate a treacherous world filled with hidden threats, strange powers, and unexpected allies. As she delves deeper into the unknown, she uncovers truths that could change her life—and the fate of the world—forever. What will Joy discover on her perilous journey, and what sacrifices will she have to make along the way?

The young Chen Feng was betrayed, but he accidentally activated the treasure of the Creation Divine Scroll. From then on, he rose from the Taoist temple, joined the sect, practiced martial arts, wielded a sword, suppressed everything, competed with the sky, competed with people, seized the destiny, controlled the universe, and cut through all the ways. There are countless geniuses in the world, but I am the only one who can be respected and make the decision, shocking the ancient and the modern. ✨Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! ✨Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

Rudra was in the middle of his morning exercise, the rhythmic thud of his feet on the ground and the cool morning air clearing his mind. But his routine was abruptly interrupted by a sound that sent a chill down his spine—the piercing wail of the base siren. That siren only meant one thing: enemy jets were closing in on Indian airspace. Rudra was the first to engage the income Pakistani jets, locking onto an F-16. His MiG might have been old, but in his hands, it was deadly. His first missile found its mark, taking down one of the Pakistani jets. He quickly locked onto a second F-16, but this time, the enemy pilot deployed flares, deflecting the missile. As Rudra maneuvered for another strike, Captain Jorawar’s F-16 swooped in. Rudra managed to avoid the missile fired by Jorawar with a rapid maneuver, but the intense move took a toll on his aging MiG—his engine caught fire, and alarms began blaring in the cockpit. He ejected just in time, but disaster struck—his parachute caught fire, leaving him falling fast towards the earth. As Rudra fell, the cold wind whipping against his face, his life flashed before his eyes—not just the battles and the glory, but the regrets that weighed heavy on his heart. In those final moments, a thought gripped him: if somehow, by some miracle, I survive this... if I get another chance... I will live my life to the fullest. It wasn’t just about duty anymore; it was about making amends, about healing the wounds that time and circumstance had torn open. His mind turned to his foster family—the people who had taken him in after he lost his parents at the age of four. Commander Karanveer Batra, his father's friend, had raised him like his own son, alongside his own children. Yet, despite all the love they had given him, a distance had grown between them. The estrangement had left a scar on his mind, one that made him realize the difference between true blood and a foster family. The girl he had once loved, with all the intensity of a young heart, had ended up marrying his foster brother. She had become his sister-in-law, and Rudra had never dated anyone after that. The pain of that unrequited love had strained his relationship with his brother, and by extension, with his foster father and sister. He could still see his foster father's disappointed, pained face and his sister's helpless, sad eyes. If I survive... I’ll make things right, he vowed. I’ll repair those bonds, and I’ll create a family of my own—a family that I can truly call my own. As these thoughts filled his mind, a strange calm settled over him, and slowly, the world around him faded away. In the distance, the reinforcements from Jamnagar arrived, forcing Jorawar and his squadron to retreat. But for Rudra, the battle was over. What went unnoticed, however, was that Rudra's body had fallen onto the ancient steps of a Shiva temple, believed to be self-manifested. The temple stood silent and untouched, yet from within its depths, a thick, unnatural fog began to seep out, swirling with purpose as it crept closer to his still form—its intent unknown, its origin a mystery. Squadron Leader Rudra Pratap was born in 1992. At 32 years old, he had never married, dedicating his life to duty. And this seemed to be the end of his story... or perhaps, the beginning of something new. Follow Rudra on his journey as he defies fate, transforming from a patriotic soldier into a shrewd and calculating businessman. Watch as he not only reshapes his own life, but alters the balance of global power in his relentless pursuit of success. .................................................. 2 Chapters/Week

Eirik was always the village fool—more interested in tinkering with odd inventions and ancient architecture than in anything practical. But when he stumbles upon a forgotten temple and accidentally awakens the Godhand, he learns that he is the last heir to the Demiurges, an ancient line of divine architects. Now, Eirik is tasked with an impossible mission: to restore the crumbling Forgotten Realm, a land abandoned by the gods and overrun with ruins, mischievous spirits, and dark forces. Armed with his quirky powers, Eirik must rebuild the world, one strange creation at a time, all while uncovering the secrets of a lost civilization. But Eirik’s journey is anything but straightforward. With every new challenge, from sentient bridges to floating islands, he’ll need to outwit gods, negotiate with forgotten deities, and fend off the Voidborn—a malevolent force intent on consuming what remains of the realm. In a world where even the simplest task can go hilariously wrong, Eirik’s optimism and creativity might just be the keys to saving a dying world… if he can figure out how to use the Godhand without destroying everything in the process. Join Eirik on his journey from village fool to master builder in “The Reluctant Demiurge: Builder of the Forgotten Realm,” a story filled with humor, adventure, and the most unpredictable construction projects you’ll ever see.

In Neo-Kyoto, a rain-soaked city where ancient temples clash with neon lights, supernatural forces lurk beneath the surface. Wraiths—beings born from human emotions—secretly shape the world, their influence felt but rarely seen. Hiroki Tsukishiro, a lonely orphan, drifts through the city's shadows until he encounters Arkan, a dangerous Wraith. This bond unlocks a terrifying power within him, pulling him into the hidden realm of Soul Smiths. But before Hiroki can master his abilities, The Hollowing occurs—a disaster that breaks the barrier between worlds, flooding Neo-Kyoto with rogue Wraiths. Now trapped in chaos, Hiroki must join forces with Takeshi, a cunning outsider, and Abeni, a former friend, to uncover the truth behind The Hollowing and save the city before it's too late.

After transmigrating into the body of an orphaned refugee, Zhang Wanqing finds herself in a feudal society with no golden finger or grand system to rely on. Gritting her teeth, she moves into a decrepit temple and picks up a hoe and shovel, vowing to survive against all odds. She clears wasteland for farming, raises livestock and poultry, and even brings back a wolf cub from the mountains to raise. Eventually, she manages to scrape by. Later, the perfumes she creates take the markets of Luzhou by storm, and everyone respectfully addresses her as “Boss Zhang.” Despite her success, Zhang Wanqing never forgets her roots. She promotes agriculture, builds schools, and provides relief to refugees, earning widespread praise and admiration. But what should she do about the handsome yet silly young man who follows her around like a loyal puppy during her daily tasks? When she hoes the ground, he fetches water. When she feeds the chickens, he herds the sheep—seemingly oblivious to the mud dirtying his elegant azure silk robes. “Suhan Shan, the fields aren’t plowed yet—what’s the point of watering them?” Zhang Wanqing finally questions him, her bright almond eyes glaring in exasperation. The bashful young man blushes, scratching his head and apologizing, “Mother said the soil must be moist for plowing to go smoothly!” At first, it seemed like a perfectly ordinary remark. But Zhang Wanqing is suddenly reminded of the shadows and whispers beneath the red canopy last night. Her face flushes crimson, and she tosses her farming tools aside, fleeing into the house. Behind her, the silly young man stands in the garden, scratching his head in confusion.

Arianna Rosviel, survives a violent attack at the Temple of Hirako with the help of a mysterious savior. Returning home, she faces emotional wounds and family tensions as her sister Astra, a city guard captain, investigates the attack. Clues hint at a powerful artifact tied to the temple, while enigmatic figures like knight in black and a demon loom in the shadows. Amid danger and mystery, Ari and her family navigate trauma and unravel secrets, united by resilience and the bonds of family.

In a realm where legends breathe and the dead walk, the murim world exists on the knife’s edge of honor and savagery. Here, warriors aren’t just born but forged through relentless trials, wielding powers that reflect the very spirit within them. Ancient clans, bound by intricate codes and ancient feuds, vie for dominance, each cultivating their own martial secrets, whispered only through generations or carved into scrolls soaked in the blood of those who sought them. This land, cloaked in myth and shrouded in mystery, is one of harsh beauty, a tapestry of vast mountain ranges, haunted forests, and ruined temples where ghosts of fallen warriors linger. Among the wanderers, ronin, and hidden assassins, a delicate balance holds; it is a peace that trembles under the weight of long-held grudges, greed, and the thirst for power. Through silent pathways and forgotten villages, those who dare to walk alone, like Ebon, move as phantoms, forging their paths beyond the constraints of clan loyalty or kinship. These wanderers are nameless shadows, bound only to their own purpose and haunted by the spirits of their past. Yet, for all their independence, even they are touched by the unseen hand of the murim’s brutal politics and mystical forces. In this world of veiled faces, blood oaths, and silent vendettas, every step echoes with danger, and every encounter holds the potential to turn friend to foe. Those who dare to follow this path walk a line between life and legend, their fates lost in the whispers of the ancient and unyielding murim.

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a lesisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......so on and so forth. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you]

In a world where dragons once ruled, their elemental powers now shape human destiny. Amidst ancient ruins and hidden temples, whispers spread of Aetherius's return. Five young individuals, each bearing a fragment of the elemental dragons' essence, must navigate treacherous landscapes, forgotten lore, and their own destinies. *Protagonists:* 1. *Eira* (Terrakai's heir) - A geologist uncovering ancient secrets in the Slavic mountains. 2. *Kael* (Aeropex's scion) - A winged warrior battling Norse storms. 3. *Ling* (Hydrokros's descendant) - A Chinese scholar seeking the Dragon's Heart in the mystical waters. 4. *Aria* (Pyropex's legacy) - A fiery performer in a European circus, hiding her true nature. 5. *Niam* (Nexarion's chosen) - An Indian mystic wielding the Aether Dragon's essence.

After enduring a life filled with countless injustices at the hands of a merciless system, Alastor finally breaks free. But just as he begins to plot his long-awaited revenge, he finds himself thrust into a world far more perilous than he imagined—a realm shrouded in darkness, plagued by monstrous demons, where the only sanctuary lies within the hallowed walls of the Temple of Light. Alastor, sceptical to his core, scoffs at the notion of gods and blessings. Yet, without true faith, he knows survival in this treacherous land is impossible. His only solution? Brainwash himself into unwavering devotion. But Alastor’s mind proves more treacherous than any demon. The war between his rational side and his fanatically devoted persona spirals out of control, creating an inner battle as fierce as the external one. Irrational Alastor: “The God of Light is my guiding star and my life. I’ll protect his honour at any cost!” Rational Alastor: “Are you insane? The God of Light is a scumbag. Snap out of it!” Irrational Alastor: “Silence! He is pure and perfect and I won’t hear otherwise!” Rational Alastor: “Uagh! I want to kill myself.” In a world where enemies lurk both outside and within, can Alastor reclaim control of his own mind before he’s consumed by the divine madness he’s created? Or will his greatest enemy truly be himself? Alastor: You! God of light bastard, get your hands off me or else!

"Beyond the celestial horizon, a catastrophic balance shifts, unleashing echoes of destruction upon the realm of Vylaxys. Amidst the chaos, Lyra'kaidos emerges, a mysterious wielder of ancient magical artifacts. Her unyielding quest: vanquish the enigmatic Echo Keeper, Zha'zik, whose twisted ambition has ravaged the land. As Lyra forges unlikely alliances from different parts of the cosmos, whispers of her true destiny spread: a chosen artisan, born to wield the essence of the tribal realms. But with each step, the shadows deepen: What secrets lie within Lyra's forgotten past? What drives Zha'zik's relentless pursuit of cosmic balance? And what ancient mysteries will be unearthed in the forgotten temples of Vylaxys? Join Lyra on an epic adventure through treacherous landscapes, treacherous politics, and the hidden dimensions of her own soul. Will her unyielding spirit and mastery of the celestial arts be enough to shatter the echoes, or will Vylaxys succumb to the abyss? _The Celestial Artisan_ weaves a tale of magic, mystery, and self-discovery, where ancient powers, mythical creatures, and cosmic forces collide in a world teetering on the brink of oblivion."

In a realm where mortals, spirits, and gods coexist, Lei Sheng, a gifted young warrior from a small village, discovers an ancient martial arts manual hidden in a forgotten temple. Driven by a desire for strength and a yearning for immortality, Lei Sheng embarks on a journey to the legendary Jade Celestial Sect, where powerful cultivators hone their skills and protect the realm from dark forces. As Lei Sheng grows stronger, he unearths secrets about his own mysterious bloodline, which links him to ancient heroes who once defended the Jade Realm from an age-old evil. Alongside friends, rivals, and unexpected allies, Lei Sheng battles fierce demons, conquers spiritual trials, and faces his own inner darkness. Along the way, he must confront the ambitions of Feng Jiayi, his bitter rival whose power rivals his own, and contend with a traitor within the sect, bent on resurrecting a demon king that threatens to plunge the world into chaos.

Ye Mumu found that the ancestral vase in her home could magically connect to the ancient times two thousand years ago. So she met an ancient young general. The general guarded the important city on the border and was surrounded by 300,000 barbarian troops. There was a severe drought, the riverbed dried up, and 200,000 people starved to death, leaving only 80,000 people. With nowhere to go, the general and the people of the city could only wait to die passively! He begged the gods for water and food, hoping that the people would survive. Ye Mumu waved her hand and approved it! She hoarded a large amount of supplies to feed the soldiers and the people. Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, and meat sandwiches... every day is different, giving the ancients a little shock of modern food. Sending military books, hoarding food to recruit soldiers, building factory arsenals... giving the ancients a little shock of modern military. When she was deceived, the inherited family business faced bankruptcy. To repay her kindness, the general gave her a lot of money, paintings, antiques, and porcelain... With antiques, she saved the family business, became the richest woman, and reached the peak of her life! The general relied on Ye Mumu to provide modern military equipment to conquer the barbarians, recover the nine states, pacify the six kingdoms, and unify the world. He promised to build a temple for her and worship her for generations. The general sent a marriage certificate: With the mountains and rivers as a witness, I look forward to meeting you when the sea is clear and the river is calm. Under the marriage certificate is a phoenix crown and bridal robe. What a good young general, so this is what you are thinking!

its henti tentical story man that oonly perverted legends only for the "adults" this is one of my fantasy there are really gory fed up shit in here mc is heavily influence by monster instincts he gets to see some of his wifue he is overpowered in a way here is the small part **Holy moly, is this real? Am I in a fantasy world?** I glanced down at my new form—a writhing mass of dark, glistening tentacles. They sprouted from a central core, each one adorned with small, bioluminescent spots that pulsed with a faint blue light. My body felt powerful yet alien, with a tough, leathery texture and an almost liquid flexibility. I could sense the ability to mutate and change coursing through me. I was god… well, technically, this body was. But who cares? I was moping over my mundane, unsuccessful life, making my eighth fountain, feeling sleepy and dizzy from lack of nutrition. Everybody bullied me, but now I get a second chance. Is this a wonderful dream? Am I in a coma? Am I dead? Does this make me a reincarnator, a transmigrator, or just a delusional dreamer? Whatever it is, I won’t waste a single second trying to comprehend this. I’ll enjoy fulfilling all my fantasies, even if I am or look like a villain. Those bastards who judged me were all well-off in life and wanted to control me.** I’m sure there will be some here too. Yeah, in history, there have been worse people who committed genocides. I’m just seeking pleasure. Why do I feel like a sick bastard, similar to those psycho criminals? No, this is a wonderful dream. I’ll enjoy it, I won’t even make friends if it’s a short span. Even if I’m in a coma, I might die early because of my bitchy stepmom. Okay, back to whatever this is. I took in my surroundings. The place looked like a cross between a temple and a dungeon. Ancient stone walls covered in intricate carvings surrounded me. Magic circles glowed faintly on the floor, and an altar stood in the center, covered in runes and mystical symbols. Slave cages lined the walls, their iron bars rusting but still sturdy. The downside is that a guy before me, a legend, tried to seduce well f* up a saint possessed by a goddess and paid dearly for it. That god cursed this body. He kind of sacrificed himself to the system because he was doing whatever he wanted. So, I can’t fool around because this body is dying and will be reported by a saint. The former host tried to make another body fail-safe, but his soul was dying because of the curse. This body can’t live long, will be hunted, and I can’t control it. Is that it, system? ['Yes.'] [There is a recording by the former host. Would you like to hear it?] --- warning this is a porno not for faint heart there is really disturbing and cruel things in here all characters in here are imagination this is no fanfic or has any link to other stories and all character are above 18 even if they say they are not in any way because they are mature enough to be in the legal age such as vampire elves could look like 16 year old but they are 1000 etc the cover art is not mine if want to remove it contact me

In a world where cultivation determines one's fate, Bhoumik Pal walks a path unlike any other—a path carved from the void itself. Born an orphan with no knowledge of his mysterious lineage, Bhoumik’s destiny takes a fateful turn when he enters the ancient Lotus Temple, a sanctuary of forbidden knowledge hidden deep within the mountains. Inside, he uncovers techniques that defy reality—arts of creation and destruction that even the gods fear. From the power to traverse realms to the destructive force of Shiva’s cosmic dance, Bhoumik learns secrets that grant immense power but come with unimaginable risks. But mastery is not instant. Each technique requires years of discipline, pain, and sacrifice. As Bhoumik rises to the peak of the Master Realm, his cold, emotionless demeanor hides a cunning mind and a growing thirst for truth. Armed with the Lotus Devouring of Infernal Void, he begins to devour life force and power, inching closer to the ultimate goal: transcending the mortal plane and uncovering the mysteries of the cosmos. Yet, the deeper he ventures into the abyss, the more dangerous his journey becomes. Rivals, ancient sects, and hidden enemies lurk in the shadows, waiting for him to stumble. To survive, Bhoumik must not only harness the infinite knowledge of the Lotus but also face the dark truths of his own origin. In a universe governed by power, knowledge, and ambition, only those who dare to walk the path of the void can truly ascend. But will Bhoumik's quest for infinite knowledge lead to ultimate enlightenment—or eternal oblivion?

A dystopian world where ancient gods have been forgotten by mortals. The divine realms are decaying, their power waning as humans turn to science and technology. The gods now live in hiding, stripped of their grandeur and influence. Amara, a young archaeologist, stumbles upon an ancient temple in a desert wasteland. She discovers an imprisoned deity—Solon, the Sun God—whose existence has been erased from human memory. Solon reveals that a celestial event known as the Eclipse Cycle is approaching, during which forgotten gods can reclaim their power, but only if mortals remember them. Solon begs for Amara’s help to gather remnants of his pantheon before the cycle begins. Reluctant at first, Amara agrees when she learns her late father was a secret devotee of Solon and died protecting the temple from a shadowy organization called The Null Order.

Ark, an 18-year boy who finished his college entrance exams, is waiting for the results to arrive. Since he has a lot of time at his disposal during the vacation, he was forced to visit his grandparents in the village as they require extra help in the fields. After arriving at the village, he helps his grandpa in the fields. After some time, he found traces of the rumoured 5000 years old temple. Feeling the thrill and excitement of the adventure in front of him, Ark leaves home at night to find the temple alone. But soon found himself forced to be a part of an old war that started at the beginning of time that continues till now.