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Hercules Died

Well, I Died, But, I Obtained A Cheat Farm System!

It was the same boring normal lifestyle. Waking up as early as 6am, and going to work at 7am. Working very hard like a working machine every single day and returning from work at 8pm. But what was all that hard work for? She was controlled and used by her superiors, who had always claimed her merits and great achievements as their own. It was late in the night. After getting out of the blue bus and walking along the sidewalk, on her way to her tiny apartment, she suddenly halted out of frustration. The purse that was hanging around her neck, she removed it and threw it on the floor with an agonizing groan. Her pale face, which had dark circles underneath her eyes, looked up at the sky, and pointing her right finger at the sky, she quarreled, “Are you having fun watching my pathetic life?! Huh?! Are you going to mock me like everyone else does?! I overheard everything my colleagues said about me behind my back! They said that I was a naive fool! They said that I was only a tool to them, meant to be used!”. “But is that fair?! It wasn't enough that my superiors always took credit for my hard work. But, the colleagues I thought of as my friends had also been taking advantage of me, and I only found out about that today! Every single damn time, they all came to me, behaving pitifully and begging me that I should help them resolve their own work issues, and I, as naive and foolish as I am, helped them out, despite the stress involved in it”. “I do not even remember the last time I had a good night's sleep! Why is this world so cruel to me?! Is it because I don't have any people to call my family?! Is it because I don't have parents?!”. She yelled at the top of her lungs and held her chest using her left hand. The passersby stared at her and were muttering to themselves, “She must have gone crazy”. Yeah, she had gone crazy. Crazy because of her unfair life, that she didn't care at all if it all came to an end. “What I would give to be the boss of my own life!”. She yelled again, before she broke down crying and slowly sat down on the ground. Her palms covered her face for a few seconds, not having a single clue that those few seconds would change her life for good. “Watch out!!!”. Someone screamed at her, but it was too late for her. She removed her palms from her face and silently watched as a car drove recklessly towards her. ‘See? My life is pathetic’. She thought, before her body was crushed. And before she lost consciousness and died, her body was drenched in blood. …. Opening her eyes, she got very confused. The first words that came out of her mouth were this: "Didn't I die?”. Staring at her surroundings, she got even more confused. As she sat up on the bed, she felt a stinging pain in her head as a flood of memories, which she knew didn't belong to her, flashed in her mind. “Wait, what? Since when am I the granddaughter of a farmer and the daughter of the great wing city leading superstars? And since when did I have a Cheat Farm System and a fiancè?! I don’t understand any of these, you freak. I am not Piper Graham. You got the wrong person”. …. “Hahaha! The old me is dead starting from this very moment! Watch me climb up to wealth using my Cheat Farm System! In this new life, I will become the boss, not the employee!!”. She jumped around her tiny bedroom as she shouted to her heart's content after realizing that she had been given a new shot at life.
Tina_Nwuba · 45.5K Views

I Regress if the Villainess Dies!

Xian lived his days doing what he loved, conquering the dating sim game he played with a touch of tragedy again and again looking for a way romance to one character. But, just when he reached what seemed to be the prelude of the route he wanted, it turns out that was the end of it as the game rolled the credits. "What!? Are you kidding me?" Indignant and was almost about to smash his laptop, an email notification plastered itself on the screen which caught his attention. If this were a novel, then he knew too well what happens next when something like that pops up. And he was right. Apparently some entities that were watching him got touched by his dedication. But still, he did a grave sin of not taking care of his body which caused him to die. As a compromise, the entities decided to punish him, by making him relieve doing what he loved. Transmigrating him in the game world he loved so much, to accomplish what he left unfinished and reach ‘the end’ he wanted to witness. But his first day didn’t went so well, as just minutes into reincarnation his vision already spun. He had been beheaded. By the orders of the very same character he was trying to save. That was his first regression. “Damn bitch.” He spat out of habit right in front of her. It was a habit he developed whenever he got frustrated with her character. He was beheaded once more, then came his second regression again. No Updates on Saturday and Sunday, 3-5 Chapters a Week. Also available on ScribbleHub and RoyalRoad!
Yuzai_Rearu · 16.2K Views

Cameraman Never Dies

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!
CloudCatcher · 341.8K Views

To Save the World My Father Died For -Niosbane

‎"That day…That day, I made a promise... ‎A promise to save the world from whatever the hell this is. ‎ ‎Whatever turned it into something worse than hell itself. This is the world my father died for. And now… here I am, in a place that peoples call hell... ‎ ‎Standing face to face with the very ones who caused all of this. ‎ ‎But I have no power…No one...I am bleeding… ‎ ‎Bleeding so much that even words can’t measure the depth of the pain this blood has caused. ‎ ‎And with every drop I lose, Hope fades away further from the hands of the people... ‎From humanity... ‎From every lifeform that passed their power down to me. ‎ ‎I cannot disappoint them. ‎I won’t.... ‎ ‎I must stand… and fight... ‎Even if I’ve lost my arms , even if I lost my will to fight. ‎ ‎This… this cannot be the end right? ‎ ‎*Breath* ‎ ‎This breath… ‎It holds the hope of all life that still matters. ‎ ‎“.......” ‎ ‎Thousands of years ago, the world was a beautiful and peaceful place, something what people call paradise….It really was tho. ‎ ‎It was under the protection of the divine hand of God, ‎ ‎Shielding all life from evil. ‎But that hand…it Died or maybe it's not only the hand which died. ‎ ‎Like a sacred banyan tree offering shade from the sun’s burning rage. ‎ ‎Once it was gone, those who rested beneath it felt the pain of the heat. ‎ ‎And so, Earth...once innocent and sinless ‎Became stained with sin. ‎ ‎Or perhaps… ‎God was killed by something that transcends even god. ‎ ‎Something so beyond , so vast, ‎That it taught all life the meaning of desire. ‎ ‎And with it, the seed of evil. ‎ ‎It is said that those closest to God are the ones the devil desires most to corrupt. But as long as God remains, He guides them, shelters them, keeps their hearts from straying. Yet once God is gone, once that divine light fades those once nearest to Him may become worse than anything imaginable. ‎ ‎For without His guidance, even angels can fall… and fall further than demons ever could. ‎ ‎It was not a lie after all... ‎ ‎Closest to God were the Nio who were ‎Divine beings forged with power no mortal should ever wield. They who had always used their power for the wellbeing of God's creation, with the touch of evil became something worse than the devil ever could. ‎ ‎ ‎They turned against the very creation they were meant to protect. ‎ ‎Driven by corruption, ‎They became something far worse than demons who are worse than the worst sinner. ‎ ‎With that began the long dark age for all humanity as humanity endured the endless torment of Nios. ‎ ‎Until the arrival of the Niobanes, ‎Who rose to save the world... ‎Defeating the Nio, And sealing them away in the deepest pits of hell. ‎ ‎The presence of hell can make a man do crime that can't be imagined, and when for someone worse than a demon...?? ‎ ‎Years later... ‎ ‎From the blood of the grandson of the most powerful Nio, ‎ ‎The seals were broken that trapped divine demons in hell. ‎ ‎The Nio returned...To reclaim power and rule once more. ‎ ‎He saw it all. ‎His mother, dying to protect him. ‎His father, sacrificing everything to save the world. ‎ ‎And in front of his eyes... ‎They broke free, using his own blood. ‎ ‎Selay was born carrying that burden, ‎The guilt, the legacy and the pain. ‎ ‎But in the flames of grief He found purpose in his existence. ‎ ‎Inspired by his father's sacrifice, with ‎Fire in his eyes he whispered a promise to bring the heavens on earth. Turning the earth back into a haven...With the promise of saving the world his father died for. ‎ ‎"I will save the world my father died for." ‎ ‎
Nabula639 · 11.3K Views
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