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Roar Fafnir

All Scum Heroes Must Die

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. A ghost in his own skin, haunted by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else: A new viewpoint. And a question no one else was asking. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a forgotten, F-tier “hero” in the brutal world of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. It doesn’t hand out points. It doesn’t reward popularity. It exists for one reason alone: To pass judgment on the heroes who think they’re untouchable. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are manufactured scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor’s edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted hierarchy of power, surveillance, and illusion, his blade becomes justice. As he hunts them one by one, his judgement zones carve truth into lies. Every sentence burns a legacy. Every sin carries a weight. And real justice finally gets a voice. - - - - - - - The alley was soaked, wall to wall with blood and rain. C-tier Hero "Rot" slammed Hidesuke through a rusted vent, sending shards of metal skittering across the floor. “You don’t get to judge me, you fucker!” he roared, face littered with ugly wounds and eyes wide with fury. Hidesuke coughed, blood in his teeth, and pushed himself up. “Thirty-five victims,” he rasped. “How many more must go down in silence before you feel any remorse?” Rot surged forward again, his palm bursting with hydroforce. Hidesuke didn't dodge. All conditions were met. It was time to end this. > “I bear witness.” Then the world around them split in half. Light scorched the pavement as the Judgment Zone warped reality, replacing every structure within the radius. The rain stopped midair. Sound bent in place. Everything froze except Hidesuke—and Rot, now locked inside with him. > “Violation of Article Nine.” > “You turned their lungs into breeding sites for your filthy worms.” Rot screamed, lunging again. But the chains found him first, wrapping around his legs, arms, throat. They hissed against his skin, burning through his armor and piercing his flesh. > “Sin Weight: 46.” > “Victim Count: 35.” > “Verdict confirmed.” Hidesuke walked toward him, limping slightly, voice steady. > “They desperately begged you for air. Yet you used them like lifeless objects.” > “Let this be your last breath.” His hand closed around the final seal. The glyphs flared red—then white. Veil didn’t get a last word. - - - - - - - [ ! ] If you've been looking for a story with a unique plot and background, congrats you've found the one. Don't waste any more time. Dive right in... p.s. try not to drown. [ ! ] Discord server dropping soon.
goldenphonix · 3.2K Views

Reborn as a Devouring Dragon with a System

ASSEMBLE, DRAGONS! When Daniel, an unlucky yet sharp-witted young man from Earth, meets an untimely end, he awakens not in paradise—but before the fearsome, long-forgotten Devouring Dragon God. In a crumbling divine realm on the brink of extinction, the ancient god offers Daniel a choice: be reborn in a world of magic, dragons, phoenixes, and cultivation—or vanish into eternal nothingness. But there’s a price: he must take up the mantle of vengeance and resurrect the glory of the annihilated Dragon Clan. Their enemy? Not demons. Not mortals. Gods. At first, Daniel scoffs. Revenge against divine beings? Madness. But with the threat of oblivion looming, he accepts the pact—and in return, he’s granted three wishes that will shape his destiny. Reborn as the final Devouring Dragon, Daniel believes his journey will be a breeze. He’s wrong. This world doesn’t bend to will or fantasy tropes—it crushes the unprepared. Forged in the flames of hardship and absurdity alike, Daniel rises—not as a mere man, but as the harbinger of an ancient bloodline. Watch the birth of a legend. The Dragon who makes even Gods tremble. The last of his kind. The first of a new era. The one who will unite the forgotten dragons—Fire, Wind, Thunder, Dark—and mutate even mightier beasts like the Sword Dragon and beyond. He is the storm that cracks the heavens. He is the fire that scorches fate itself. He is the roar that silences worlds. He is the fangs that tear through destiny. He is the wings that shadow the sun. He is the wrath that devours time and gods alike. He is the beginning of dread… and the end of divinity. He is the Devouring Dragon. [WSA 2025 Entry] A/N: Shameless MC? Absolutely. No harem? You bet. Returning readers from “I Lost My Copy System and Awakened a Plundering System” will recognize the Originat energy. Expect dragons, madness, mayhem—and an MC who doesn’t know when to shut up (this happens in the later chapters) Support means everything! +1 Bonus Chapter for every 200 Power Stones +1 Bonus Chapter for every 100 Golden Tickets
Dragon_Heart9 · 386.9K Views

Claim Me Captain! I'm Addicted to You!

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Georgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Marrying her longtime billionaire boyfriend, inheriting stability after the tragic death of her brother, and raising her orphaned niece in peace. Her brother’s death at sea, bruised and thrown to the waves, was declared a drunken accident pinned on a disgraced ship captain. The case was closed, but the wounds never healed. Georgia is left to pick up the pieces: taking over their bankrupt business, dodging loan sharks, and the angry people whom her father and brother owe… in fear. When her wealthy fiancé proposes marriage, promising protection and financial freedom, she accepts, not only for love, but for survival. But everything was shattered in an instant. Georgia was pushed overboard into the midnight sea. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again— Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder. Stranded on his cargo ship, Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He’s intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined. As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets. Nick risks his life for her. With survival as their only priority, passion burns hotter than the sun. But despite his hunger for her, he refuses to take advantage. Instead, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again. Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere. As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight. But revenge comes at a price, and so does love. Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes. And when the world wants to silence her… He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her. Excerpt: “Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!” Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears. “Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!” “I’m begging you… Someone tried to kill me… Don’t tell anyone you found me…” His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?” Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough. Her eyes rolled back, her fingers slipped from his shirt, and her head fell against his shoulder just as she whispered, “Yes…” Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean… “Oh good, you’re awake,” Nick said and strode toward the bed. “Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. "I swear to God, I’ll scream the ship down if you come one step closer, you pervert!” “I know you...” Nick stiffened. “What now?” “You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared. Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!” Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly. “Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently. “Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance. “Maniac!” she declared. That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush. His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods. His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant… Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.” Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face. Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile. “How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed. Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”
Shiroi_Nami · 18.7K Views

SMALL BULLIES: ASHES OF REDEMPTION

In a war-torn empire where power corrupts absolutely, seven broken warlords branded as monsters must defy their past to forge a future worth redeeming. Once feared as "The Ghost Tigers"—Zhang Wei’s brutal enforcers—Kalima Chileshe (Hellfire Incarnate), John Mwanabeti (The Golden Fist), and their brothers-in-arms unleashed devastation across the Jade Expanse. Kalima’s flames razed villages. Chisangalalo Zulu’s breath poisoned rivers. Vincent Kabonde twisted flesh into abominations. But when the warlord they served turns their affinities against their own families, they shatter their chains, becoming hunted outcasts with blood on their hands and empires on their trail. Haunted by the ashes of Frost Moon Province—a genocide Kalima can never undo—the Ghost Tigers are consumed by a desperate chase: to escape their sins, control their cursed gifts, and find a peace that feels forever out of reach. Their only anchors are the love of spouses they were forced to abandon: - Kalima’s healer wife, Mei Lin, whose faith in his humanity is fading. - John’s fierce swordsmith wife, **Hana, imprisoned for defying Zhang Wei. - Zulu’s herbalist wife, **Lihua**, dying from the toxins he once weaponized. Their quest leads them to the **"Breath of Heaven"**—an ancient philosophy teaching control over their destructive affinities. With this fragile hope, they unite with rebels and clans to build **"The Sanctuary"** in the poisoned Mourning Moss Swamp, transforming their powers into tools of healing: - Kalima’s fire now warms forges. - Zulu’s breath purifies blighted land. - Vincent’s bone-warping mends wounds. But Zhang Wei’s vengeance is relentless. He creates monstrous Serpent’s Teeth" soldiers and poisons the empire’s wells, blaming the Ghost Tigers. Facing annihilation, they make a final stand—not with fire and fury, but with irrefutable truth. Risking everything, they expose Zhang Wei’s atrocities to the Imperial Court, culminating in a celestial aurora over the capital—a beacon of their restraint and redemption. In the aftermath, the Ghost Tigers achieve the impossible: Reunite with their spouses against all odds. Cleanse the land they once poisoned. Build a sanctuary where affinity-bearers and refugees find hope. Force the empire to acknowledge their humanity. Years later, the Ghost Tigers stand not as warlords or monsters, but as guardians of the Sanctuary—a thriving city born from ashes. Kalima and Mei Lin heal beneath blossom trees where infernos once roared. John and Hana teach children to forge swords into plowshares. Vincent and Jia mend broken bones and broken pasts. Their scars remain, but their measure is finally taken in lives saved, not lives erased. We chased shadows... and found our light not in hiding, but in building this." — Kalima Chileshe, Sanctuary Dawn
John_Mwanabeti · 2K Views

Omega Of The Eclipse

Nael staggered backward, his shoulder hitting the stone wall, breath stuttering as a wave of unbearable heat crashed through him. “No,” he whispered, clutching his chest. “Not now—” Lucius stood across the room, his coat tossed aside, shirt undone at the collar. His scent—sharp cedar, iron, and cold fire—flooded the chamber like a storm. It curled around Nael’s skin, invasive, choking, deliberate. “I told them not to give you suppressants,” Lucius said, voice low. “You were never meant to deny the bond. Look at you—your body’s unraveling.” “You… you did this?” Nael gasped, knees buckling. His omega core throbbed painfully, molten heat pooling in his stomach. “You spiked the air—” “I gave your body what it needed,” Lucius said evenly, stepping closer. “You can’t fight this forever. You’re mine. You’ve always been—” “Don’t,” Nael choked, nails digging into the wall. His vision swam. The bond mark on his neck flared red, spiraling out of control. Lucius reached for him. Nael screamed. The door slammed open. A blast of wild wind and storm scent filled the room like a second rupture in the world. Kyren stood there, hair unbound, gold eyes burning like the edge of the moon. “You bastard.” Lucius barely had time to turn before Kyren was on him, a snarl ripping from his throat. Fists collided with flesh, and a bone cracked. “You forced him!” Kyren roared, slamming Lucius into the wall. “You pushed him into heat—you knew he wasn’t ready!” “I was claiming what’s mine!” Lucius spat blood on his lip. “He’s not yours. He’s his own.” Nael collapsed just as Kyren’s fist drove into Lucius’s stomach. Everything went white. He didn’t feel himself hit the floor. He didn’t hear Kyren’s panicked voice shouting his name, didn’t see the bond sparks flicker wildly across his collarbones. The only thing he felt was heat—and then nothing at all. Darkness, soft, and absolute. ………. "You don’t belong here," they told him. But the moon had other plans. Nero is done with life. Abused, forgotten, and hollow, his final act is one of selflessness—until death pulls him into a world of wolves, war, and prophecy. Fate bound his soul to two alphas. But in a world where power means ownership, will love set him free—or destroy him? Nero thought death would be the end. Instead, it became a second chance... in the body of Nael, a hated, cursed omega in a ruthless werewolf realm. With his Earth memories intact and a new identity carved in blood and prophecy, Nero must survive a world of dominance, mating rituals, and ancient magic. But his new body comes with complications: a fated bond with two powerful alphas. Lucius—cold, possessive, and hiding a terrifying secret. Kyren—brutal yet protective, and determined to uncover the soul behind the eyes. As Nero’s life spirals out of control and an ancient curse awakens, he must untangle the truth behind Nael’s past, the dark forces hunting him, and the twisted fate tying all three of them together. He came from a world that broke him. Now, he must decide if this one is worth fighting for.
Aria_Solstice · 480 Views

Max Difficulty Start, Maxed-Out Luck!

Feng Zhaoyun—just as his name suggests, the only time he might’ve looked even remotely ugly was probably when he was still in his mother’s womb. The only misfortune in his life? Growing up without knowing who his parents were. But that didn’t matter, because luck had always been on his side. His life went so smoothly, so absurdly well, that he never once needed help from anyone. He once thought his life would continue like that—easy and boring—all the way to the end. Until one day, he saved a drowning child… and was dragged away by the river himself. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a completely different world, in a completely different body… Heavens! Was this the universe making up for his twenty years of monotony? Finally, a little chaos! He was moved to tears! “What?! I have to share a body with someone else?! Since when did transmigration systems become this stingy?! Crossing into another world and I don’t even get a body of my own?! Where are my human rights?!” Feng Zhaoyun roared in fury. The system coldly tossed a script at him: “Complete the mission faster, and you’ll get your body faster.” “Get out of my body!” A bone-chilling voice rang from the young man who now shared a body with him, hatred dripping from every syllable—he looked like he wanted to split Feng Zhaoyun’s soul in half with a single slash. Feng Zhaoyun just chuckled: “Hehe.” He happily embraced the chaos. Unfortunately… someone else clearly wasn’t enjoying it as much. Little did Zhaoyun know, this “twist” was only the beginning… . . . There are countless people who want to bring me down... But luck has always stood with me!
Orange_Lee · 1.3K Views
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