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Renji Yomo Ro Ghoul

MUTATE or BURN, I will DESTROY the WORLD!

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"
Martin_Moorning · 2.7K Views

Je deviens le patron bébé de la mafia

``` Devenir soudainement chef de la mafia dans un monde de superpouvoirs et n'avoir que 3 ans ?! Ainsley Sloan, une jeune passionnée d'anime de 20 ans, se retrouve soudainement dans le corps d'un bambin. Le père s'est enfui avec une femme, et la mère n'était qu'une mère porteuse. Les deux ont laissé derrière eux leur petite fille de 3 ans pour régner sur une famille mafieuse de taille moyenne ! Non, cela ne peut pas être ! Ainsley fut forcée d'embrasser la famille Sloan abandonnée et de les mener au sommet du dangereux monde mafieux, sinon elle mourrait. Mais ne vous inquiétez pas ! Avec le pouvoir de la chance ultime, l'aide de ses fidèles subordonnés, et la protection de ses chats devenus humains, Ainsley va repousser tous les ennemis sur son chemin ! Une rencontre tardive avec un certain système a même pavé un chemin fleuri pour elle. Avec son aide, Ainsley sera le meilleur chef de la mafia, et une exceptionnelle ! Quand les autres chefs de la mafia fument des cigarettes, Ain a un Pocky au chocolat coincé dans sa bouche. Quand d'autres chefs font tourner leur verre de vin rouge, Ain souffle sur sa tasse de lait chaud ! Quand d'autres chefs nettoient leur arme après un combat... Ain change sa couche. Regardez le bébé prendre le contrôle du monde mafieux avec son charme unique de bébé ! 7 ans plus tard. Un certain mini-boss rusé : "Ain, que dirais-tu de devenir ma fiancée ?" Le garçon, cinq ans plus âgé que le bambin, agitait une housse d'oreiller BL édition limitée comme pot-de-vin. Un certain système : gamin, accepte sa proposition ! Pique son argent ! Bordel vous deux. Fiancée mon cul !! Je n'ai que 10 ans ! PS : Si vous vous attendez à une FL badass et rapide, à des gifles et à des actes héroïques dans les 100 premiers chapitres, ce livre n'est peut-être pas à votre goût _____ Livres avec un cadre ancien/moderne : 1. La Femme du Prince Dragon est une Traductrice (terminé) 2. L'Office Boy du PDG est une Fille (terminé) Série protagoniste bébé : 1. Je Deviens le Patron Bébé de la Mafia (en cours) 2. Je Deviens Toujours un Bébé ! (transmigration rapide, en cours) Livre de jeu de simulation de rencontres : 1. Monsieur le PDG, Passe à Autre Chose ! (Abandonné à cause d'un problème de système ne permettant pas de mettre à jour plus de chapitres après avoir accidentellement changé le statut du livre en terminé) Suivez mon Instagram : @zehell2218 & @willhem_l Serveur Discord : https://discord.gg/axqNyHv ```
Zehell2218 · 64.9K Views

My Young Husband, The Assasin

It all started with a glass of Tequila that Aira thought was orange juice, making her drunk and unknowingly spending a hot night with a handsome young man named Renji Ishikawa. As a result of that night, Aira's life changed drastically, especially when she had to marry Renji Ishikawa, who turned out to be a teenager in his teens. But if she refuses to marry him, Aira is threatened with a lawsuit on charges of sexual harassment against a high school student. ………… How sad it was, how heartbreaking, and feeling like the biggest fool for being in the middle of the wedding of her ex-lover and her best friend. "Your drink, Miss," offered a polite waiter, approaching with a tray full of various colours and flavours. She picked a glass of orange drink with a fresh cherry on the rim. Her moon-like eyes stayed fixed on the groom while she drank the beverage until it was empty. Nothing strange happened to the sweet girl for a minute, but suddenly, dizziness struck, and she stumbled as her body swayed. Her delicate hand searched the wall for support, afraid of falling, feeling like she was experiencing an earthquake, and seeing everything around her shake. Feeling too weak to walk, she chose to squat near a large pot close to the ballroom's entrance. People around her watched silently, unwilling to help; some even gossiped about her. She was distressed and needed help, not performing for an audience, yet many still criticized her. Wild imaginings suddenly crossed her mind, wishing for a handsome prince on a white horse to rescue her, like scenes from her childhood anime favourites. But things like that only happened in fairy tales, where the prince would permanently save the princess from the villain's hands. That was how the stories were written. For her, there would never be a prince in her life story. But who would have thought that God would grant such an extraordinary miracle? Among the hundreds of high-class guests, one person approached and tried to offer help after observing her in silence. A handsome young man in a black suit stood right behind her. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked, concerned. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice still shaky from crying. The man stood frozen for a moment as though startled by the sight of this stranger but then smiled and extended his hand. "Don't cry here. Let me help you up." She shook her head, her cheeks red, not from embarrassment but from the effects of the drink. "My head is spinning, and I can't walk." The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Alright then." He slipped his arms between her legs and under her body, lifting her, and she was heavy, just as he expected. From afar, the girls began to watch with shocked faces, filled with envy, anger, and jealousy, seeing the young man from the Ishikawa family carrying a girl, rumoured to be Aira Hoshino, the ex-girlfriend of Kairo Kenzaki and the best friend of Mika Kurogane, who were the couple getting married tonight. She rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, inhaling the refreshing scent of mint. Only this handsome young man, like a Greek god, came to her aid, asking about her condition, and now, carrying her out of the party without saying a word. "Where is your home?" he asked as he laid Aira, the girl he just met, into the car and fastened her seatbelt. "I don't want to go home," she whimpered. "Why?" he asked as he sat in the driver's seat. "Do you want to comfort me while my heart is broken?" she said, draping her arms around his neck. A grin spread across his handsome face. "How?" he asked, pretending not to know. "Stay with me until morning," Aira teased with a playful smile. In the next moment, Aira's lips were captured in his. Slowly, Aira's eyes closed tightly, leading her into a peaceful dream, soaring high into the sky, feeling as if it were real, not just a dream. …
Diny_Rosaly · 10.3K Views

Reborn as the Overpowered Demon King’s Son

Renji Kurogane was an otaku and martial arts prodigy with a simple dream—to become an all-powerful demon prince surrounded by a massive harem of beautiful women. Ever since he was a kid, he fantasized about being an unstoppable demon lord, crushing his enemies and having demon princesses and goddesses swoon at his feet. But in reality, Renji was just a goofy, carefree high schooler who loved anime, games, and martial arts. One day, during a school trip with his classmates, fate took a dark turn. Their bus was involved in a horrific accident, and everyone onboard was killed. While his classmates were summoned to a human kingdom to become heroes and fight against the Demon King’s forces, Renji’s destiny took a different path. When Renji opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a luxurious bed in a dark palace, surrounded by powerful demon generals, and sitting before him was a tall, imposing figure with crimson eyes and horns—Lucifer, the Demon King. “Welcome back, my son.” Renji had been reborn as Renji Lucifel, the youngest son of the Demon King. But this wasn’t some ordinary rebirth—Renji quickly realized that he wasn’t just strong… he was absurdly overpowered. His demonic energy surged like a storm, and his body overflowed with magical power greater than even the Demon King himself. He could bend reality with a flick of his hand and instinctively wield powerful dark magic, advanced martial arts, and swordplay without even trying. Even the gods, who stood above creation itself, were wary of his existence. When Renji casually shattered a divine barrier meant to restrain him on his first day awake, the gods started to panic. His father, Lucifer, and his older siblings—who had spent centuries honing their strength—were left speechless as Renji effortlessly outperformed them without even knowing how strong he was. But despite his overwhelming strength, Renji didn’t lose his personality. He remained the same goofy, carefree otaku, cracking jokes and flirting with demon princesses while casually wiping out threats to the demon kingdom. His playful attitude and easygoing nature left the demon nobles both awestruck and bewildered. Things became even more complicated when Renji learned that his classmates—his friends from his previous life—had been summoned as heroes to oppose the Demon King’s forces. While the human kingdom prepared for war, Renji had to decide where his loyalties lay. Should he stand by his new demonic family or reconnect with his old friends? But Renji wasn’t too worried about the conflict—after all, he could crush both sides if he wanted to. His real problem was the growing attention from the most powerful and dangerous women in existence: • The cold and dangerous Demon Princess of Ice starts blushing whenever Renji teases her. • The proud Dragon Queen challenges Renji to a duel, only to immediately propose marriage when he wins. • The mysterious and seductive Goddess of Chaos appears in his bedroom, asking if he’d like to “create a new world” with her. • Even the cold-hearted Demon King himself seems a little too impressed by Renji’s strength. “Wait… why is the Goddess of Love sitting on my lap?” “The Demon Queen wants to make me her king?! “Father… can you please tell the Succubus Queen to stop trying to sneak into my room?” Renji dreamed of becoming a powerful demon prince with a massive harem—and now that dream has become his reality. But with the fate of the world resting on his shoulders and every goddess, princess, and demon queen vying for his attention, Renji’s greatest challenge might just be figuring out how to manage his new life. “Well… this turned out even better than I imagined. Time to enjoy the perks of being the strongest!”
Alejandro_Montas · 490 Views

Chroniques de L'Engloutissement

La Terre avait été engloutie. Absorbée par le nouveau monde, un océan infini parsemé de continents s’étendant à perte de vue. L’humanité s’y retrouva projetée, livrée à des terres hostiles où pullulaient des créatures et des civilisations d’origines multiples, arrachées à leurs propres réalités. Là où se dressait jadis la Terre, une autre vint la remplacer. Puis une autre encore. Encore et encore. Le cycle était enclenché. Chaque monde conquis était dupliqué, absorbé à son tour, alimentant l’expansion inéluctable de ce domaine sans fin. Une force inconnue tissait ce réseau d’univers, englobant tout sur son passage. Les âges passèrent. Que restait-il de l'humanité ? Des vestiges redoutés. Capturés par la Tour du Chaos, surgie sans le moindre avertissement. Sur le continent de Winet, première terre à avoir été absorbée, le paysage s’était métamorphosé. Jadis dominé par les humains, il ne subsistait de leur règne qu’une seule chose : la Tour, immense et menaçante. Elle avait pris les plus forts. Ceux qui n’étaient pas tombés sous son joug n’étaient plus qu’un groupe épars, trop insignifiant pour peser dans l’histoire. Pour les nouveaux habitants de Winet, ils étaient devenus des créatures rares, objets de convoitise et de fascination. Symbole de richesse et de pouvoir, ils étaient retenus en captivité, affaiblis, soigneusement étudiés pour empêcher l’éveil de leur potentiel. Et c’est dans ce joyeux chaos que moi, Mana, me retrouve à bosser. Asservi par des êtres encore plus effrayants que moi, je suis condamné à observer le monde sombrer dans le carnage, à fouiller les âges passés pour en tirer des histoires dignes d’être racontées. Vraiment, quel merdier. ---- "Un roman d'aventure rempli de mystères et de batailles épiques." Tags : Fantasy, Magie, Épopée, Héroïque, Mystère, Action, Comédie, Sombre, etc.
Linegias · 3K Views
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