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Makkot had been known throughout his life to carry beasts inside of him and when the enchanter kills his master ( the crow lord) and steals the crow's pendant, he seems to lost that power. And now he chases the enchanter for six months. The enchanter seeming hard to get, makkot enters the bat mockers games in hope to win the bat mockers dragon - another beast he hopes to tame and use it to go after the enchanter. Entering the game together with a new friend devon, he is put in TeamF5 together with devon and voilee. He soon learns the game is corrupt and that you can never win the dragon. A plan B takes face, he decides to steal the dragon. He is also shocked to discover that the enchanter is in the game. And that plunges him into a battle and race of worlds and places him with different beasts. coupled with the difficult tasks of the the bat mockers as he is now their slave. He battles to survive, while controlling the crow's beasts in him.

‘What the fuck are you doing!?’ Anaïs screamed I placed my hand over her mouth and pulled her below the wall ‘I’m saving your fucking sister, you’re welcome.’ I scream whispered at her I signaled her to stay still and pulled the last book on the shelf, it made a loud click like Mason said it would and the carpet pulled back showing a flat metal door. I took a deep breath, this was it.

I got completely hooked on this web novel, and suddenly, I was sucked into my phone! Now, I'm stuck in another world, turned into a pathetic level one bat. The system has made it clear: I can't go back home until I claw my way up to the rank of Dark Lord!

“I'm on the hunt for someone special, someone who would howl at the full moon with me. And you, my dear, seem to check all the right boxes,” Thorin tried to seduce Riona with his mesmerizing gaze. “Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime.” But Riona couldn’t stand the sight of that smug face. What did Thorin hope to gain from a fangless vampire who couldn’t even turn into a bat, anyway? There must be something seriously wrong with the brain of that infuriating Alpha werewolf. *** Since their parents died, Riona Kahler and her brother have been adopted by the King of Eira, who treats them more like overworked houseplants than a cherished family. As the only vampires in Eira without fangs, they're outcasts among their own kind, toothless and ridiculed. Riona's spirit remains unbroken until her brother falls ill due to the palace's cruelty. Determined to protect him, Riona vows to escape, but there's only one way to do that. Thorin Klein is one of the most famous Alpha werewolves, renowned not only for his charming looks but also for claiming the Alpha title at the tender age of thirteen. Despite his howling success, his mother’s powerful werewolf clan, the Klein, never acknowledged him because his father went rogue. Determined to prove his worth to the Klein clan, Thorin believes he has finally found a potential solution. Though Riona couldn’t stand being around Thorin for more than one second, Riona realizes that marriage is their only path to achieving their goals. It's a love story that bites and barks in all the right places. #werewolf #Alpha #vampire #fromslavetoqueen #enemiestolovers #strongFL #contractmarriage

Gu Heng traveled through twenty years, and the garbage system ruined his life. There was no hope for cultivation, and he could only be a small mortal. Although he is a mortal, he must do good things. \nHe helped a poor girl casually, and she became the "Snow White Sword Fairy" who was famous in the three realms in the future. He picked up a seriously injured little wild cat and raised it for a long time, but suddenly found that his pet had become the "Ten Thousand Demons Venerable". He taught a young alchemist hand in hand, and unknowingly refined the "Ten Thousand Medicines Saint Hand". He recognized a thin female apprentice, and eventually accidentally refined the "Ancient Emperor". Gu Heng: None of this has anything to do with me, I am only mortal. Everyone: Stop arguing, they all say that you are the only emperor saint teacher in the world! ! Author : Metal Frost

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

Noah Stone an everyday guy got Transmitted into the World of Britannia, The RPG game which he brought a few minutes ago from the local store, and died holding It. He gained Deathless System as a golden finger, a system that allows him to go back in time in random checkpoints every time he dies. - The metallic taste of blood lingered on my tongue along with a kind of sourness. My hands grasped the table in front of me and my vision began darkening. "It's green Snakes poison, hard to come by and difficult to find its antidote" The guy in front of me smiled taking a small sip from an ale mug. "I had to poison your ale, I hope you forgive me, my dear partner" I cursed at him, losing balance along with vision. [ Ding! The host is respawned ] I was sitting on the stool in the tavern and in front of me was the same guy who poisoned me. "Please have toast for our new partnership" He smiled raising a mug with a gentle smile. I smirked at the ale inside my mug, rotating around. Now, now my dear partner! How should I kill you? ----- Additional tags - (Harem) (Beautiful FMLs) (Handsome mc) (Revenge) ( bloodshed) (Mc cannot die) (no mercy) ( R-18) (Smut) ---------- Note- the story will progress at a slower pace so I apologize in advance. English is not my first language, so feel free to comment about any grammatical mistakes... Ps - cover is not mine...

After 25 years of neverending work for clients with robotic prosthetics, a cloned laborer named Savan Forg thinks they could acquire some upgrades. The current norms won't allow someone like them to purchase them, and other markets don't want the hassle of selling to their kind. The only option that could work for them is to, voluntarily, take part in a competition held by the eight remaining mega-companies on the planet. Held once per year, Savan resigns from their current post and enters as a patient-competitor in the R.O.C (Robotics Operations Challenges) for the needy.

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

Damian Thorne, a 25-year-old struggling artist, leads an ordinary life in a bustling city—until the day he receives a mysterious letter from a long-forgotten relative. His estranged grandfather, a reclusive alchemist, has passed away, leaving Damian his secluded estate in the countryside. Intrigued, and with little to lose, Damian decides to visit the property, only to discover that his grandfather’s legacy is far more complex than he imagined. At the heart of the mansion is an ancient, hidden laboratory filled with cryptic notes and strange, alchemical equipment. Damian quickly learns that his grandfather was part of a secretive alchemical order dedicated to uncovering the Philosopher's Stone. His grandfather had been on the verge of a breakthrough—one that involved transmutation of not just metal, but reality itself. As Damian delves deeper into his grandfather's research, he starts experiencing strange occurrences. Time warps. Shadows move on their own. Old enemies of the order resurface, determined to seize the secrets Damian has inherited. To protect his life and the legacy of his family, Damian must master the forbidden knowledge of alchemy before it consumes him. In a race against time and enemies both seen and unseen, Damian discovers that the true power of alchemy is not in transmuting gold—but in unlocking the secrets of life, death, and the universe itself. However, every step he takes closer to mastering alchemy brings him closer to a dangerous truth: that some knowledge was never meant to be found.

"Hush, don't make a sound," her voice cracked. "You can do this for Mommy, right?" Cara nodded her little head. She knew it was what her mother needed from her, even though she didn't understand why. Her mother kissed her on the chick, and then quickly pushed her into the vent. Liquid metal materialized from her hand and sealed the vent, making it look like it couldn't be opened. That was the last memory she had of her mother. True to her words, she never uttered a single word in the presence of anyone. She couldn't protect her family then, but she promised to get stronger and avenge them. Until then, she would be silent plotting the demise of all those who hurt the ones she loved.

[Chloe Carlson, 35, war eine verheiratete Frau, die mit ihrem betrügerischen Ehemann Vincent Gray und ihrer Tochter Mackenzie zusammenlebte. Ihre gescheiterte Ehe veranlasste sie, nach 10 Jahren die Scheidung einzureichen, aber ihr Mann weigerte sich, sie zu unterschreiben. "Ich weiß, was du willst, Chloe, du willst mein Geld, nachdem wir uns haben scheiden lassen. Du willst mir alles wegnehmen und das werde ich nicht zulassen!" warf Vincent vor. "Ich brauche dein Geld nicht, Vincent! Ich will nur Mackenzie mitnehmen und weggehen!" Endlich verließ sie ihren Bastard-Ehemann, ohne einen Cent von ihm zu nehmen. Sie wollte ihren eigenen Lebensweg einschlagen und ihrer Tochter das Beste auf der Welt bieten. Doch mit einer alleinerziehenden Mutter wie Chloe läuft es nicht so gut. Es war schwierig, einen Job zu finden, denn sie war lange Zeit eine Hausfrau ohne Ausbildung. In ihrer Verzweiflung, weil sie sich um ihre Tochter kümmern musste, blieb ihr nur ein Ausweg. Sie wandte sich an ihren Schwager - Vernon Phoenix Gray, 25 Jahre alt, ein junger, herzloser Playboy, der zufällig der Geschäftsführer eines aufstrebenden Unternehmens war - und bat ihn um einen Job in dieser schwierigen Zeit. "Ein Job? Das ist kein Thema. Du kannst als mein persönlicher Assistent arbeiten und dich um alle meine täglichen Bedürfnisse kümmern." Vernon schmunzelte und beugte sich vor. "Besonders im Bett", flüsterte er ihr ins Ohr. - Würde Chloe in die Hände ihres bösen Schwagers fallen und eine Sklavin seiner Launen werden? Oder würde sie zu ihrem missbräuchlichen Abschaum von Ehemann zurückkehren, um die Zukunft ihrer Tochter zu sichern? - Hinweis: Es gibt einen Altersunterschied in dieser Geschichte, Chloe ist 35 Jahre alt. Vincent ist 35 Jahre alt. Vernon ist 25 Jahre alt. -- Offiziell in Auftrag gegebenes Cover. - Kontaktieren Sie mich: Instagram: @ForeverPupa Discord: https://discord.gg/m2XPfdmwde --

SALEM ALWAYS KNEW THERE’D BE CONSEQUENCES FOR SIRING an heir——he just never imagined they’d play out like this. He stared past the enchanted metal bars that contained him, ignoring the shackles that bound him to the wall, into the eyes of the huntress. In truth, he’d suspected she would come for him eventually, but looking death in the face wasn’t easy—especially when he had so much to live for. If he’d never summoned his mates and sired an heir, he and his loved ones wouldn’t be in danger. At least, not like this. But despite it all, Salem had no regrets. He’d come to cherish his mates and the life growing inside of him. The huntress unsheathed her knife and opened the cell door. She was going to kill him

“Perebia, a kingdom on planet Noan, one of the rogue planets in the Milky Way galaxy, faces imminent danger. The sealed child has been reborn, carrying his father's intentions to bring destruction and chaos. The chosen human must decide: fulfill the previous Jyuran's wish, bringing desolation, or uphold his duty as the kingdom's legendary protector." Mike, a high school student has stumbled upon the corrupted greatest power in the universe. A powerful force coursed through his veins and transformed him into an Anthropter - a half-human, half-bat alien. With the guidance of Djuma, an Anthropter witch with the ability to manipulate Earth's technology, Mike embarked on a journey to unravel the secrets of his transformation and the dark forces that sought to control him. Are you a lover of time-travel books? Then get ready to have your mind blown by a time-traveling tale that will twist your perceptions and push the boundaries of reality!

A mistake by a team of researchers opened the gate to the realm of Entomorphia, releasing giant bugs called Entomorphs. The sheer number of Entomorphs and their immunity to metallic weapons pushed humanity to the brink of extinction. But humanity was saved by another alien species called spirits. These spirits were living among humans, posing as different animals. Seeing the Entomorphs massacring humans, they extended their arms to them. Making contracts with them, humans used their spirit powers to fight against the Entomorphs. One day the MC, Ray Foster comes across a cat with bruises all over her body. He decides to take her home and take care of her. What he didn't realize was that the cat was a spirit. As thanks for taking care of her, the cat makes a contract with Ray, turning him into a spirited. Thus the journey of the world's strongest Jaeger begins.

In the year 2147, the human race has spread to all eight planets of the Milky Way, even constructing rings to harness the Sun's energy whilst prolonging the life of the star. On Earth, what was San Francisco has been turned into Neo City, the first city that was rebuilt once humans created Neo Metal, a man made element that was stable and more durable than any other. Many corporations make tech with Neo Metal and various other electronics the such, however Zeoman Enterprises stand at the top of their game. Eventually, Zeoman Enterprises would create a one of a kind metal assassin, meant to guard the company's CEOs and other high ranking members. As well as hunt down any rebels against the company's monopoly. The Zeoman Enterprises Combatant Construct Serial Designation X-1288 opposes any enemies for his creators. Follow the journey of this mechanical marvel.

In a world where elves and monsters exist humans are not at the top of the food chain. The strong oppress the weak. Magic is common and violence is rampant. She is Speranza a normal girl of the three realms having a stronger magical bloodline, as well as, her looks being divine, her magical power being stronger than most sorcerers. Enough to label her a genius. Fire red hair just like her temper, untamable, free-spirited and headstrong with a naive touch. A unique outlook of helping the weak people even if it's a one-way feeling He his the underworld general. A dark elf from the abyss. Gone on a mission on the surface to mark and explore key locations. He is ruthless, heartless and has no pity for the weak and would let them die without batting an eyelash. But his blood-red eyes only have her inside them. For her, whether it's angels, demons or dragons he will slaughter who or whatever crosses his path. A certain annoyed girl. "You why are you not doing anything?" A certain blackhearted general. "Because they are worthless." A certain annoyed girl. "Fine, I don't need your help anyway." A certain displeased general grits his teeth and follows the certain annoying girl... *this book will get a rework*

Growing up chained to a cold, metal bed and drained of his blood, Nyx only knew pain and suffering. However, when all hope seemed lost, fate had other plans. Chosen by The System, he was transported deep within an ocean as a small, slow, and vulnerable tortoise. Facing off against powerful Magical Beasts and other Cultivators, the odds were stacked against him. Yet, it seemed fate favored him, as the Class he received held a rare and extraordinary Ability — the power to evolve. ================================================================== Do you want to contribute to my novel? Then join my Discord! https://discord.gg/uDFCGKFHyR ================================================================== Note: The cover was made using Microsoft Image Creator ==================================================================

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

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When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck. Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc. How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime? By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him. ******* "Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully. “Drive!” It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.

Modern Inventor reincarnated into Hephaestus. How will mythology change?

I have been close to death more times than I can count. At the time of birth, I underwent an operation almost for a month, due to a damn metal piece stuck inside my stomach. Stabbed in the ribs by a lunatic psychopath? Check. Almost crushed by a falling piano? You bet it happened with me. Heck, I have even survived a lightning strike on a clear, sunny day. But the final nail in the coffin? I choked to death on a grape. A F**ING GRAPE! Dying at 24 because of a slippery fruit, life had a terrible sense of humor. Well, joke’s on me, I guess, because now I’m here—in the fantasy world of Extra Wants to Live, the one trashy web novel I binge-read after a bad breakup. And it's my luck that, I have transmigrated into the body of a villain character, just the day before he dies in the hands of his own maid. Whether I am lucky or unlucky is still debatable though. Welp, that's how it is. And, now I have to survive, not only from the hero and his entourage, but from the actual protagonist of that web novel, who also is a transmigrator like me. I knew the ending already, but........ Would I be able to survive till the end?

"So this is the new girl Tammy got fired for." A deep male voice rumbled. My blood felt electrified in my veins giving me goosebumps. Who was this? The chair spun around revealing a very drool worthy man. His hair was a chocolaty brown, and looked silky. is face was extremely angular and fine cut, like I could prick my finger on his jaw. His eyes were amber, but the yellow was clearer in his eyes than it was in Devon's. He was huge. Definitely 6 something. His shoulders were broadly set. A hand covered my eyes. "Stop oggling my cousin." Devon growled. I scoffed at him, batting away his hand. "I'm merely eying my new opponent." I can't believe I was just caught staring. What was wrong with me?

In the city of Astraea, a group of survivors, led by Kael, Mira, and Luka, navigate the chaos of a zombie apocalypse. As they search for safety and resources, they encounter various threats, including organized raiders hunting people. The story unfolds with intense moments, character development, and interactions that deepen their bonds. Foreshadowing future events, the group discovers a glimmering metal canister, hinting at secrets yet to be revealed. As they face challenges, they must rely on each other to survive and adapt in a world turned upside down. The novel promises a blend of suspense, gore, and emotional depth as the characters confront both external dangers and their inner struggles.

In an era lost to time, the barren lands of the Atasha Kingdom are forever altered when a mysterious book falls from the sky, unleashing a cataclysmic impact that reshapes the land. This ancient tome, crafted from the remains of mythical creatures and glowing with an otherworldly aura, initiates a miraculous transformation. Once desolate plains become a thriving kingdom, its revival attributed to divine intervention, though its true nature remains a mystery. Centuries later, Atasha has risen to become one of the continent's most formidable powers. The kingdom's prosperity is now symbolized by its prestigious academies, with Fortress Academy standing at the edge of the ominous Shadowveil Forest. This academy, located in the heart of the kingdom’s defenses, is dedicated to training elite cultivators who guard against the forest’s unknown dangers. The story follows Aryan Agni, a young martial artist from a renowned family with a legacy tied to fire and lightning. Despite his family's esteemed reputation, Aryan struggles to prove himself amidst the fierce competition of Fortress Academy. As the academy’s grand tournament approaches, Aryan faces off against Darius Lionhart, a prodigy with a ruthless edge and the elemental power of earth and metal. Their clash in the arena exposes the harsh realities of ambition and rivalry within the academy. As Aryan battles for respect and survival, he confronts the intense pressure and the formidable obstacles that stand in his way. Unbeknownst to him, the legacy of the fallen book and the secrets of the Shadowveil Forest hold greater significance, hinting at an ancient power that could reshape the fate of Atasha once more. Aryan's journey is one of self-discovery, resilience, and uncovering the mysteries that bind his world together.

Rick hardly had any hope to find a girlfriend. There were swarms of beautiful women around him, but no one was actually interested in a dull, boy like him. They didn't even pay attention to his existence. But everything changed when he was handed over a rod. Yes, a metal rod. Carrying that metal rod he had hardly taken a few steps when he was struck by lightening. As he lost consciousness, Rick wanted to beat the shit out of bloody bastard who gave him that rod, but when he woke up, he had a surprise waiting. He got a system which would help him get girls and make him stronger. Read my other story: The Devil's Harem (200+ chapters) [Discord: https://discord.gg/thWfhRdpqy]

The story follows Jianwen emperor (then, prince Zhu Yunwen) at the end of Jingnan campaign led by other princes namely, prince Zhu di, prince Zhu Cao and prince Zhu Baoji. As Zhu Yunwen fights for his life, he awakens mysterious powers with the help of Celaetheronium, a foreign type of element from the future which saves his life. He embarks on a journey to not only survive but annihilate all of his enemies and, eventually, conquer the central plains. Note: Celaetheronium- derived from the Latin word: Caelum meaning heaven, Greek: æther meaning highly pure, meaning a type of metal that is as pure as heaven.

People are different. The more superior the bloodline, the easier it is to control power. Ordinary people without supernatural bloodlines can only occupy the bottom rungs of society, unable to achieve anything even if they try their best. Humans are different from other races. Humans aren't as good at magic and archery as elves. They aren't as good at casting metal and brewing alcohol as dwarves. They don't have the physique of orcs, and they don't have the freedom of merpeople underwater. However, if humans had a blood core, everything was possible. Human: "Oh my god, what a noble bloodline. You are the glory of mankind!" Elf: "I've never seen a magic genius like you." Dwarf: "No matter what kind of casting, it is easy for you." Orc: "You are the pride of us orcs. You are the most talented warrior in a millennium. You should be the Emperor of the Orcs!" Merpeople: "Son of God! Boohoo, the Son of God has arrived!"