Vkei Sentai Executioner

When the world stood on the brink of destruction, consumed by the might of an all-powerful darkness, humanity prayed for salvation. They wished for the light—never realizing that their desperate plea would bring a curse far worse than the darkness itself. Five hundred years ago, in its most desperate hour, the world summoned a group of legendary heroes from another realm. These warriors, blessed with extraordinary abilities, united under a single purpose: to vanquish the almighty Dark Lord. Through sheer determination, teamwork, and a stroke of fortune, they succeeded, delivering the world from its greatest nightmare. The kingdom rejoiced. The people celebrated their saviors with parades, songs, and endless praise. But victory had changed the heroes. Power, once a tool of salvation, had become an addiction. The taste of worship, the ease with which they could bend the world to their will—it was intoxicating. The heroes, who were meant to be symbols of hope, refused to leave. They crowned themselves rulers, shaping the world in their image. What was once light had become a deeper, more terrifying darkness. Now, centuries later, their descendants still reign—oppressive, immortal, and untouchable. No one dares to oppose them… until Mary, an ordinary young man with no talents, no abilities, and no destiny, does the impossible. By sheer accident, he kills one of the ruling heroes. Now branded a traitor and a threat, Mary is left with only two choices: run and die… or keep fighting and become something even more terrifying than the legends themselves. Because if one hero can fall, then so can the rest. And Mary? He’s just getting started.

Vincent Caine, a washed-up movie director whose career collapsed under the weight of his own unfulfilled ambition, awakens in a void — a pitch-black theater where the only spotlight is fixed on his own sweating, broken face. The laughter of an unseen audience echoes around him, sharp and unnatural, twisting his pain into their entertainment. His memories are gone, save for a single truth: his name. A booming voice — equal parts ringmaster and executioner — congratulates Vincent on his "win." The prize? A new life. Not because of talent or purpose, but a simple roll of the dice. He is to inhabit the body of another heartbroken indie director, recently felled by a heart attack, his corpse held in unnatural suspension. As Vincent's consciousness spirals through the emerald vortex of his forced rebirth, the lines between performance and reality blur. The faceless crowd’s laughter follows him like a haunting score. Memories that are not his begin to surface — the indie director’s unfinished scripts, his fears, his distant relationships. But Vincent’s own past remains a blank canvas, gnawed at by a presence that seems to slither through his mind. What awaits him in this new life is more than just another chance at directing — it's a waking nightmare of fabricated success and lingering failure. Every interaction feels staged, every relationship like a hollow performance. The question isn't just who Vincent will become in this borrowed life — it's what dark hand is pulling the strings behind the curtain, orchestrating this surreal second act. And the ever-present, unnatural laughter? It never stops. Because the show must go on.

SKY REAPERS: THE LAST WAR Synopsis: The gods are dead. The Ascended rule the sky. And something far worse is waking up. Once, Kael Varathen was a Sky Reaper—a warrior bonded to a Leviathan, wielding a god-forged weapon, tasked with slaying rogue deities. But when the gods waged war against each other, the Sky Reapers were betrayed, slaughtered, and erased from history. Now, centuries later, Kael awakens to a world he no longer knows. The Ascended—artificial deities forged from stolen divinity—have enslaved what remains of humanity, ruling from their floating citadels. Faith is currency, devotion is survival, and the sky is theirs to command. But something is coming. A cosmic rift, an ancient scar from the Last War, has torn open once more. Something beyond gods and machines stirs in the abyss—whispering, waiting. And it speaks to Kael. Hunted by the Ascended, pursued by rebels who see him as a weapon, and torn between an ex-lover turned executioner and a queen who wields fire and fury, Kael must choose: Fight for the rebellion and bring the Ascended to their knees. Seal the Rift and complete his final mission—no matter the cost. Embrace the abyss and become something more… something monstrous. The Last War is about to begin. And Kael Varathen will either save the world… or end it. The sky was never theirs to rule.

Oliver was just a kid when the bombs fell in Seoul, taking half of his body and his whole family. He has been frozen for the last hundred years while recovering from the damage. But the world he returned to was no longer the same. Rangers are responsible for protecting the empire, and the fight against the Orks is draining the forces of the New Earth Army. Now that he is turning 15, it's time for him to enlist and go to the front lines or maybe even become a Ranger. Expect: - Fast Paced Story - Soft Isekai - No Harem - Mature approach to Power Rangers / Super Sentai trope

In the sun-scorched wastelands beyond the Seraphic Theocracy, the exiled struggle to survive. Among them is Silver, an orphan boy born into a world where Apostle blood was used as fuel and the gods turning their backs on him. Branded as one of the ‘Godless,’ he and his sister, Mira, a hardened mercenary, fight to carve out a future in a land where only the ruthless endure. But when Mira returns from the frontier bearing fresh scars and a secret, Silver realizes that survival is no longer their only concern. Whispers of change ripple through the desert—the land shifts, the monsters grow restless, and ancient forces long thought buried begin to stir. Silver never believed in fate. But fate has chosen him. Hunted by zealots, mercenaries, knights, and things far more monstrous, Silver must unravel the mystery of his own existence before the world is swallowed by the storm on the horizon. With each step, the line between man and god, salvation and damnation, blurs. And as the sands run red, one question remains: Will he be the savior the world needs… or its final executioner? (Hey. Author here. Subtle warning. I'm honestly thinking of rewriting the chapters to make things more badass, and implementing a system or something. I'm new here, so feel free to make suggestions.)

It is the year 2050, One of the world’s greatest assassins had fallen. Will his successor continue his legacy?

In a world where people awaken supernatural abilities, power dictates fate. Seventeen-year-old Caine once dreamed of becoming a hero like his parents—renowned protectors who stood for justice. But when they were murdered by the very villains they spared, his faith in heroism shattered. Betrayed by a system that allows evil to thrive, Caine awakens his own abilities and chooses a new path—not as a hero, but as an executioner. If the world refuses to rid itself of villains, he will do it himself. No matter the cost, no matter who stands in his way, he will find the one who took everything from him. He believes his power exists for that very purpose. Because true peace can only be achieved through strength without mercy. But in a world where power shapes destiny, what awaits him on this path of vengeance?

Since ancient times, there has existed a mysterious pawnshop that does not accept ordinary valuables like gold, silver, and jewels, but only collects objects of special significance and malevolence. On certain late nights, this pawnshop attracts many peculiar customers. The money from the mouths of the dead, the executioner’s knife, grave mushrooms, meat spirit mushrooms, and Kunlun fetuses... these cursed objects can harm people but can also assist them! Once these objects are handled and sold by the pawnshop, they can be transformed from evil into treasure: promoting one’s career, bringing wealth, resolving disasters, and even reversing one’s fate! There is no inherent good or bad in things; it is the insatiable human heart that is never satisfied...

When Kohaku Kazuhiro is transported into a whole new world, he quickly learns one thing—this world is rotten to its core. Crime runs rampant, corruption festers in every corner, and the strong prey on the weak without consequence. But in the dead of night, a shadow emerges. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A harbinger of absolute justice. Known only as the Night Striker, Kazuhiro carves his legend under the moon’s glow, eliminating criminals and tyrants alike with chilling efficiency. His power, Nihility, grants him complete control over primordial darkness and absolute nothingness—an abyss that swallows everything in its path. But a lone executioner cannot cleanse an entire world. To achieve his vision, he has a fearsome squadron: 20 deadly women and 20 elite men, warriors bound by his unyielding creed. Together, they become the Stygian Order, a force that strikes terror into the hearts of the wicked. Yet, as his legend grows, so do his enemies. Kings, warlords, and even deities conspire to snuff out the darkness that threatens their rule. But can gods kill what they cannot see? And when the line between justice and tyranny blurs, will Kazuhiro remain a savior… or become the very thing he despises? In a world where only the strong survive, one truth remains—when the night falls, the Striker rises.

Cassian Vale was a hero—celebrated, trusted, and utterly betrayed. Accused of treason against the empire he once swore to protect, he was sentenced to death by fire, his body reduced to embers before the eyes of thousands. But death does not claim him. Buried beneath the ashes of his own execution, Cassian wakes in a ruined husk of a body, alive but forever burned. The world has moved on, his name whispered only in curses, his memory fading like smoke. Yet, something else lingers within him—a presence, a hunger, a power that should not exist. As he returns to the empire’s capital in search of answers, Cassian uncovers a horrifying truth: he is not the first to suffer this fate. Every emperor before him met the same fiery end, only to vanish without a trace. Their souls, twisted and bound to the empire, whisper to him in the dark, guiding him toward a destiny steeped in blood and ruin. But the deeper he digs, the less human he becomes. His body no longer obeys mortal laws, his reflection moves when he does not, and the world itself seems to bend around his will. He is evolving—but into what? Now, Cassian stands at a crossroads: Unravel the ancient curse binding the empire’s rulers to a fate worse than death. Burn the throne that betrayed him and forge a new path, no matter the cost. Succumb to the monstrous power rising within him and take his place as the true god of the fallen. In a world where history is written in fire and blood, Cassian Vale will either be its final ruler… or its executioner.

Eternal Dusk – A Dark Apocalyptic Fantasy The world is ending—not in fire, but in an endless twilight where the screams of the fallen are swallowed by the void. The gods are gone. The heavens have rotted. All that remains is war. In the heart of this dying world, Modred stands at the edge of oblivion. A warrior born from the ashes of a broken past, his crimson eyes burn with a fury that even death cannot smother. He does not fight for hope. Hope is a lie. He does not fight for justice. Justice died long ago. He fights because there is nothing else left. Beyond the walls of Astria, the last kingdom standing, the forces of the Pantheon tighten their grip. The gods may be gone, but their shadows remain—whispering, corrupting, devouring. When the call for war echoes once more, the Deicida Squads—executioners of the divine—are sent into the abyss. Some will rise as legends. The rest will be forgotten. But in a world where death is a certainty, Modred knows one truth: You don’t pray for salvation. You carve it from the corpses of those who stand in your way. Eternal Dusk is a dark apocalyptic fantasy where brutality and vengeance walk hand in hand. In this world, there are no chosen heroes—only those willing to kill before they are killed. And when the dusk finally fades... will your name be remembered, or buried with the fallen?

Nadia is the daughter of a high official in a secret vampire society, and Keiko is a human hailing from a long line of divine priestesses. The two should be natural enemies, but when Keiko stumbled into her path as a child, Nadia knew that she needed to keep her by her side. Normally a relationship with a human is forbidden, but Keiko has the power to vanquish the cursed deity after Nadia's body. So Keiko is assigned as her executioner, with a duty to kill Nadia if the evil ever overtakes her soul. However, all is not as it seems, as the ancient goddess residing inside Keiko, may have dark secrets of her own. *New chapters posted every Wednesday! *If you like what you read, please leave a review! Please be sure not to include specific terms in it such as GL, or the review will shadow banned! *Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Supernatural, Horror, Vampire, Goddess, GL, Yuri, LGBTQIA+, Inclusive, Diverse, 18+ *If you'd like to get story updates and keep up with the latest news or if you'd like to join my community, please search 'otakugamergirlt twitter' or 'otakugamergirlt wordpress' in a browser and the first few results should lead you right to my social media pages. You'll also find my Discord link in a pinned post on Twitter. Please join if you'd like! I'd love to keep in touch with my readers and fans. Thanks!

The Son of Selfishness: A novel that combines action, drama and a profound moral dilemma in a world where power and immortality are intertwined with human despair. The story follows **Dyr Yuuzora**, a young man whose childhood was marked by the enigmatic figure of **Novara**, a man who raised him amidst tales of gods, immortals and the dark desires of mankind. However, those tales turn out to be more than just stories: they are a harbinger of the tragedy that will mark his destiny. After years of waiting and abandonment, Dyr is reunited with Novara on his deathbed, who gives him a fragment of flesh of "The Immortal", a being condemned to eternity. With this, Dyr acquires a responsibility he never asked for: to protect **Nanatori Novara**, the daughter of his mentor. When a brutal attack sweeps in, Dyr makes a desperate decision. In an act of selfishness and desperation, she consummates Novara's inheritance and unleashes a fate worse than death for Nanatori: the same immortality that has doomed so many before her. Now, with the weight of her mistake on her shoulders, Dyr sets out on a path of no return. He seeks neither glory nor vengeance, but a single goal: to restore Nanatori's soul and restore the peace he took from her. "For if immortality is a curse... then I will be the executioner who releases her."

The Failed Experiment The void stretched endlessly, an abyss of swirling darkness where neither time nor space held meaning. Within this infinite emptiness, a single entity drifted— a formless mass of energy, barely clinging to existence. His name was Orion Graves. Or, at least, that was the name given to him before he was discarded like a failed experiment. The Forbidden Project Deep within the hidden research facilities of Earth's Goddesses, a secret project was underway—one that could shatter the fragile balance of the universe. For centuries, humanity had pushed the limits of genetic evolution, seeking the perfect Evolver—one who could transcend all limitations, wield power beyond comprehension, and tip the scales in their favor. But the Ancient Order, the silent executioners of the universe's balance, had long ensured that no single civilization could dominate. The Goddesses—War, Fate, and AllMother—had defied this law. They sought to create an Evolver that was not bound by the restrictions of standard evolution—a being that could rewrite reality itself. The result? A forbidden physique that even they did not fully understand. But something went wrong. Orion was a failure. Unlike Earth's Top 100 Unique Talents or even other average humans, whose Inner Worlds flourished with mighty Core Civilizations, Orion's Inner World was a barren wasteland—lifeless, devoid of potential. His Core Civilization, the Nameless Abyss, was deemed worthless, a void with no future. The Goddesses had no choice. The project was abandoned, the research base hidden away from prying eyes. But the universe had already taken notice and it will never allow a threat. The Fall of the Research Base The attack came suddenly. A coalition of civilizations, fearing what the Goddesses had attempted, launched an all-out assault on the secret facility. Even the Ancient Order remained silent, allowing the destruction to unfold. The Goddesses, who couldn't protect an ant like existence while fighting made a desperate decision. They activated a space wormhole, sending Orion into the void before the facility was destroyed. It was an act of defiance and hope—a gamble that one day, this failed experiment might become something greater and useful. As he was swallowed by the vortex, Orion caught a final glimpse of the Goddesses' avatars, their cold mechanical gazes watching him disappear. And then, there was only darkness. The Awakening in the Void When Orion awoke, he was alone. His body floated in a shattered realm, remnants of civilizations long lost drifting around him like ghosts. His Inner World remained empty, his Nameless Abyss Core Civilization still a void. He was supposed to be dead. A failure. Forgotten. Yet, as he gazed into the darkness, something stirred within him. The Nameless Abyss… was hungry. A whisper echoed in his mind, ancient and unknown. "Devour… and become." And for the first time, Orion realized: He was not a failure. He was something the universe had never seen before. And soon, the universe would learn to fear him End of Prologue. Next: Chapter 1 - The Nameless Abyss Awakens.

War stole everything from Xu Mingyan—his home, his parents, and his innocence. As a child, he watched his gentle father turn into a warrior before being struck down, his mother’s last act slipping a mysterious necklace into his hands. Captured by soldiers, fate intervened when a band of assassins ambushed the convoy, setting him free—only to bind him to a life in the shadows. Raised by a secretive assassin guild that served no king or nation, Mingyan became a blade in the dark, his sword cutting down men without question. But when he wished to leave that life behind, the punishment was cruel—the Six Eyes Stones, cursed gems embedded into his body, trapping him in eternal coldness unless he returned to the guild. For two years, he lived in solitude. Until the day he saved a five-year-old priestess, unknowingly reigniting the flames of war. She was the last heir of the Eyes of the Sky, a sect his mother once led. Now, every faction in the land seeks her death—and his. Among the assassins sent after him is Zhao Lianyu, his childhood friend, the one he thought he lost. Lianyu, with his graceful steps, a deadly umbrella, and an iron fan that sings like the wind, should have been his executioner. Instead, he becomes his protector. But why? As secrets unravel and kingdoms clash, Mingyan must choose: Will he become the blade of vengeance once more? Or will he carve out a future beyond bloodshed, even if it means facing the only family he's ever known? In the world of shadows, can a man who has lost everything still find love?

In a universe on the brink of chaos, Aamon, a mortal bound to the eldritch King in Yellow, hunts threats that disrupt cosmic balance. Tasked with eliminating demons, monstrous aberrations, sinners, cultists, and eldritch beings, Aamon wields unearthly powers granted by his master. Traveling across realms, each with unique laws and dangers, Anon acts as both executioner and investigator.

Title: Ascension of the Sky-Torn Genre: Dark Fantasy, Action, Mystery, Adventure, Psychological Themes: Survival, Forbidden Power, Betrayal, Truth vs. Lies, The Cost of Ascension Synopsis In a world where power dictates fate, the weak are crushed, and the strong ascend to realms beyond mortal comprehension. At the heart of it all stands Vaal’Rin, the City of the Damned—a kingdom where exiles, criminals, and forsaken warriors battle for a chance to reach the mythical Celestial Spire. But Ashen Valdris doesn’t remember any of this. He awakens chained, broken, and hunted, his past a void, his only clue a fractured Essence Mark carved into his chest. Everyone seems to know him—some fear him, others want him dead—but Ashen himself has no idea why. When a mysterious man known as The Executioner casts him into the abyss of Vaal’Rin, Ashen has two choices: survive and uncover the truth… or die nameless in the dark. But something lurks within him. A power that defies the laws of this world. A power that should not exist. As he fights through the brutal hierarchy of the damned, faces enemies who claim to know his sins, and unravels a secret that could shatter the Celestial Spire itself, Ashen must decide: Will he reclaim his past? Or will he forge a new destiny, one that even the gods fear? The ascent begins. And the sky will tremble.

The world has collapsed. A virus meant to enhance humanity instead turned people into monsters, leaving only 21 bases standing. Serian, a god who has watched countless worlds rise and fall, never cared for human struggles. But now, trapped in a mortal body, he's forced to attend a hero academy where students train to fight the monsters that destroyed civilization. Serian simply observes: — Students brag about their strength, then panic when danger appears. — He casually kills a monster with a book while soldiers question reality. — His interview answers horrify the instructors ("What do you do if a mission fails?" "It is what it is."). — The strongest executioner points a gun at him, but Serian is more interested in his aura than his threats. Once beyond time, now walking among mortals, he seeks to understand them. Will he find the answers he longed for?

Humanity,angered god and she left the world,and sent her executioners called "seekers".Maybe it was pity,or last spark of love for humanity,but she gave power to special few to fight with the Decay .These special humans are called NighShades,and they are the only hope for humanity.In this situation,this story follow Volaris,a young boy,who wants only thing,and that is venegance by any means,at any cost.

In a twist of fate, writer Adara Rossi is accused of a crime she didn't commit. Kidnapped in the dead of night, her salvation comes in the form of Lian, a mysterious man with red eyes who can change his shape at will. Trapped in a web of lies and deceit, Adara must navigate a world where truth is as elusive as the shadows that haunt her. As she fights to prove her innocence, she discovers that in this deadly game, even her protector may be her executioner. Every revelation leads to more questions, every ally may be an enemy, and every truth, a lie in her intricate deception. Can you trust the one who tells the story? Or is it just an illusion? Dive into this world of suspense and mystery, where nothing is as it seems.

After executing the wrong angel, executioner angel Esther falls down to Earth where she tries to live the rest of her life in peace. However, peace is long by dead.

In the coastal town of **Sarween**, where the waves of the sea collide with the curse of suspended time, a legend unfolds about a man imprisoned in an endless loop of guilt and oblivion. Adham, the writer who turned his heart into a ledger of lies and ghosts, battles the demons of his memory through **stone towers** that rise from the belly of the sea like divine punishment. Here, where events are born from the womb of pain, **Yara** transforms from a lost daughter into a cosmic enigma: a child who vanishes on a crimson night, only to return as mathematical ciphers that pierce the fabric of reality. Her letters are not cries for help, but calls from parallel worlds mocking humanity’s attempts to grasp time. The **twenty towers**, numbered with the blood of victims, are not mere stone—they are open books bleeding with the wounds of a past rewriting itself. Each tower is a mirror reflecting Adham’s fractured selves: a terrified child, a guilty youth, a weary old man. The **scar above the heart** is but a fiery seal reminding him that the truth is a beast fiercer than any fiction. In this world, time is a poisoned loop: the sea spits out corpses bearing identical DNA, the **white shark** devours the dreams of the past, and shattered mirrors forge parallel universes where Yara does not die… but morphs into an idea haunting her creator. This tale is not a narrative, but a morbid dance between creator and creation. Adham, who believed writing would redeem him, discovers he authored his own prison with his hands: every sentence carved a scar, every chapter lit a candle in the darkness of his conscience. This novel is not about lost time, but about a being who builds his cage from falsified memories and battles mirrors reflecting his image as a crownless executioner. Here, in Sarween, the truth is not a victim… but a killer cloaked in martyrdom. Thus unfolds the legend of **Shards of Time**: like Narcissus gazing at his reflection in the river of memory, drinking from it until death. But here, the river is a sea that regurgitates the names of victims every night, and the mirrors do not reflect faces… they devour them.

(2025) IN RE-EDITING PROCESS! (Current progress: 1/149) I wanted to let you know that I haven't updated in a while because I've been busy re-editing everything. I've altered the prologue, character names, and other details that didn't convince me. I'll be back soon with an improved version of SELFDOM. I'm proud of how it's turning out, so I hope you like it too! ------------------------------ *Main genres: Dark fantasy, mystery, adventure, action. *Subgenres: Slow-burn romance, epic fantasy, psychological thriller. *Trigger Warning! This novel contains themes and content that may be distressing to some readers, including violence, abuse, mental health struggles, or other sensitive topics. Reader discretion is advised. ------------------------------ Sabrina's dreams were a crack in her sanity. Worn down by insomnia, her mind spirals, barely able to hold onto what’s real. In a desperate attempt to help, her friends take her on a journey, but what begins as a search for salvation ends in bloodshed. Hunted and murdered by a stranger who seems to know them, Sabrina awakens—but not as herself. Now, she's Itziar: a divine, fearsome entity trapped in a world where danger and deceit lurk in every shadow. With her memories shattered and her sense of 'self' slipping through her fingers, Itziar struggles to piece together who she was, and how she ended up in this surreal world. 〚 Synchronization: 0%... 18%... 27%...〛 A strange system bombards her with cryptic notifications. But as the synchronization increases, so does the feeling of something dark creeping into her soul—or perhaps, the reawakening of something monstrous buried deep within her. As fragments of her past resurface, Itziar uncovers a chilling truth: her reincarnation was no accident. The more she uncovers, the more she feels herself slipping away, losing the humanity she once fought so desperately to hold on to. In a world that idolizes her as a savior and fears her as an executioner, Itziar faces an internal battle: embrace the darkness of her former self and risk becoming the monster she once was, or cling to the remnants of her humanity, fighting to prevent her destruction—and possibly the world’s.

Sixteen year old Daiki Nishikawa auditions to become an idol. However when a coven of witches plan to unleash Chaos upon the world, he is chosen to become a Zodiac Crusader, a warrior who protects humanity from dark forces. Guided by Cosmo, Daiki soon discovers the truth behind his new enemy and those he encounters as allies. This draws much inspiration from Tokusatsu shows like Super Sentai, Kamen Rider, as well as Saint Seiya, Sailor Moon and Ronin Warriors. This work is a Yaoi story so BL tropes will be present

I am an imperial bead, a bead designed only to kill Now what if I am known as a traitor, a traitor to the empire?

Alastair had always seen himself as just another face in the crowd, a normal student diligently studying in one of the military schools with plans of serving his kingdom. He never imagined that his life would take such a drastic turn. One fateful day, Alastair receives an unexpected invitation that breaks the monotony of his existence. He is summoned to join the ranks of the legendary Devil Executioner's Army, an esteemed organization tasked with combating the vicious forces of the underworld that threaten the safety of mankind. Confusion and disbelief cloud Alastair as he grapples with the sheer improbability of his selection. After all, how could seemingly ordinary and unremarkable someone like him ever hope to contribute to the illustrious Devil Executioner Army? Guided by courage, Alastair ventures into the unknown, where the line between heroism and villainy blurs, and the fate of mankind hangs in the balance. In a world where gods, reincarnates and regressors walk among men and devils lurk in the shadows, Alastair's pursuit of truth will shape the destiny of nations and define the legacy of the Devil Executioner's Army. [Even the fool now knows that the end is near, why do you still refuse?] Later in the novel: _________________________________________________________________ TW: Gore, Disturbing topics, Destruction, Bloodshed, BackStabbing, WitchCraft, Death, Torture, Suicide, Rituals, and Serious topics e.g. corruption, political instability and population decline _________________________________________________________________ Instagram: akioorazreal? (repost account kinda) Email: xavierisyouroshi@gmail.com (staff email, contact them)

[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.

In a world suffocating beneath the weight of unbridled savagery, where corruption festers in every vein of power, a solitary man emerges as both zealot and executioner. Devoted to his fractured creed, he wields violence as a purifying force, severing the strong from their thrones and drenching the earth in sanguine retribution. Yet, as his righteous carnage carves rivers through a decaying civilization, the forsaken—the fragile, the overlooked—stir within the hushed catacombs of forgotten graves, their feeble resolve kindling into a fragile yet unrelenting tempest. Beneath the ominous gaze of a blood moon, whose light stains the heavens in scarlet despair, the weak rise with trembling hands, daring to defy the dominion of the mighty. In this cursed hour, as dawn cowers behind veils of crimson, the world teeters between obliteration and rebirth, its fate forged in the bloodied struggle of the powerless to claim what the strong have stolen.

In a world where justice is often harsh and unforgiving, Verdugo, a seasoned executioner, meets a tragic end when he is fatally stabbed in the heart. But death is not the end for Verdugo; he is reincarnated into a vibrant fantasy world filled with magic, mythical creatures, and complex political intrigue. In this new realm, Verdugo discovers that his skills and knowledge from his past life have given him a unique edge. Struggling to come to terms with his new identity.