Yugioh Skull Servant

In a decaying world where magic flows through its lands and the Industrial Revolution occurs, corrupt nobles and evil organizations impose their dominance while ancient creatures reclaim the power once taken from them. A young woman born in the slums emerges as the last hope, destined to confront an evil that time has buried in oblivion. Accompanied by loyal allies, she embarks on a journey to master ancient sacred arts. This was the world's foretold path until the reincarnation of Arkhiel disrupted fate itself. Raised as a humble servant in the household of a noble family, Arkhiel rises to the position of butler and protector of one of the most feared villainesses. The bond forged with his mistress defies ancient prophecies and once again puts the world in jeopardy. Aware of the consequences, Arkhiel is drawn into an uncertain path where morality loses meaning in his quest to protect loved ones while questioning his purpose in a world on the brink of perdition.

An Adventure of a Hero named Sorin who was abandoned and then adopted by an elf swordsman who trained him, but one night String a member of the 7 Dark Servants created by The Dark Warrior took everything he had.....

Whispers Beneath the Loud Moon Dark Fantasy | Enemies-to-Lovers | Soul-Shard Quest | Erotic Tension Betrayed. Shattered. Cursed. Clive was supposed to be a hero. Instead, his soul was broken to seal away a god—and the witch Maedra made sure he lived to regret it. Now he hunts the scattered fragments of himself, each one buried in monsters, memories, and desire. A half-nude warrior woman created by Maedra joins him, her body a weapon, her motives unknown. A silver-haired flirt stalks his path, her secrets sharp as her smile. And his only companion? A snarky talking skull who may be more than he seems. Beneath the Loud Moon, lust burns, lies twist, and every shard recovered makes Clive less human—and more dangerous. Can he reclaim himself before the truth breaks him again?

End-time divine doctor An Ning never expected that at the moment of her death, she would enter a cliché ancient romance novel. Even less did she expect that after entering it, she would be assassinated every day by the crazy male lead! ... Prince: Is the princess dead? Servant: Reporting to the prince, after the princess fell into the water, she unexpectedly saved the little prince, and now the emperor is about to reward her! Prince: ... ... Prince: Is the princess dead? Servant: Reporting to the prince, at the palace banquet, the princess blocked a sword for the empress, and the empress bestowed upon her a death-free gold token. Prince: ... ... Prince: Is the princess dead? Servant: Reporting to the prince, the princess jumped off the city wall in place of Miss Bai, leaving no whole body, and her bones were burned and scattered. On that day, Xiao Jingxing saved his white moonlight but slaughtered a city for An Ning! ... Many years later, a peerless divine doctor appeared in the martial world, exceptionally beautiful and astonishing the world! ... The male lead initially has a white moonlight, and genuinely attempts to kill the female lead. The female lead has a special constitution that allows wounds to self-heal, so she cannot be killed. After the female lead leaves the male lead, she lets herself free, leading to the male lead's courtship inferno! The novel focuses on satisfying plot twists, but does not rule out emotional pain, readers with a fragile heart, beware. The ending is happy, with a promise of no unfinished plots.

Cultivating immortality was too hard, with no Spiritual Root, Wang Ba accepted his lot in life. He chose to join a Sect, becoming a servant in charge of raising chickens. But the moment he touched a chicken, he realized that his path to immortality might be a little different!

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary. Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things. Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..." "I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky, Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day. "Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

[Earthlings! You have been summoned to participate in the Universe's Armageddon...] The voice thundered in billions of minds simultaneously, making Arthur drop his last piece of bread on the dirty slum floor. [Beta Testing Phase: Initiated] [10 Million Chosen Participants] [You have been selected!] "What the F***?" Arthur clutched his head, the system messages burning behind his eyes. This wasn't some phone notification or TV broadcast - this was inside his skull. [Talent Awakening in Progress...] [System...Error!] [SSS Talent Detected: Primordial Summoner] By the time the game had merged with reality, Arthur already had dozens of legendary summons to aid him against the incoming chaos. [You have summoned the SSS-Level "Primordial Dragon"!] [You have extracted the SSS-Level Skill "Berserk"!]

Ruben's life was already broken before he broke his father's skull. At thirteen, he'd survived his mother's suicide, endured years of abuse, and learned to swallow every scream. But when his pent-up rage finally explodes one terrible night, Ruben finds himself not in prison or a grave, but in a world where the rules don't make sense. Here, fear creates monsters. Pain unlocks strange powers. And the only person offering help is Dario Kosta, a legendary warrior with secrets of his own. Teamed with Corbin. another damaged kid. Ruben must navigate this dangerous new reality while wrestling with his darkest impulses. Because in this world, your worst moments might be the key to survival... or your undoing.

Thorns of the Bastard is a dark, mature medieval fantasy steeped in cruelty, lust, and vengeance. It follows Cairon Blackthorn, the bastard son of a crumbling noble house, raised as a servant and tormented by his father’s venomous young wife, Lady Isolde. Humiliated, beaten, and treated as little more than filth, Cairon endures a life of degradation within the cold walls of Blackstone Keep. But beneath his silence festers a hunger for power, for revenge, and for the twisted justice only fire and blood can bring.

Katherine Zara, a single middle aged office worker, went about her day as she always had; wake up, go to work, come home and read or play games. However, today would be different. Before she left for work, her ex broke into her apartment and killed her. When she woke up, she was given many choices. She could pick her new world, pick her starting point, and pick her system among many other things. And so Katherine decided to become a servant to a villainess. Follow Katherine as she serves her petty, demanding mistress in a world of swords and magic. Additional: The Female Lead (Katherine) will be submissive to her mistress, but will be cold towards others. I plan on having some action, but mainly this will be a story about Katherine serving her mistress and leveling up her system.

“On Nexus—a world ten times bigger than Earth where gods, beasts, witches, and much more run wild—power is everything. And Shiro? He does what he wants… and he’s got the hands to back it up.” Dark-skinned, handsome and grinning with two shining gold fangs, Shiro walks like a king without a crown. His long white dreads swing like a wild mane behind him. His custom wolf-hide gauntlets click softly as he stretches his fingers, ready to crack skulls—or gently grab the thick waist of the next dangerous beauty who tries him.

After committing a crime that shook the public, a teenage boy is sentenced to death. But his execution is not the end. When he awakens in a strange body inside a long-abandoned manor, he quickly realizes he is not alone—haunted by a past he never lived, and a soul that isn’t his. Among the pages of The Memoirs of Roman Silver, last heir to a cursed bloodline of rogue sorcerers, and through a monocle that reveals people's hidden abilities, he begins to uncover secrets buried by time. Secrets of a family erased from history... and a power no one should possess. In a world where every human is born with only one ability, he sees two. Is he an anomaly? A glitch? Or something worse? And when revenge calls through another man’s voice, will he answer… or simply try to survive himself?

I WAS JUST A SERVANT By Samkelisiwe Sithole (Mbazo) Zenande Mthembu was born into power, wealth, and pride — but one tragic car accident left her in a wheelchair, abandoned by her husband, and locked inside a golden prison of silence and bitterness. Once adored by society, now she's just the angry rich girl no one can help. Until Nokwanda walks in. Late for the job interview, dressed plainly as a servant, Nokwanda never expected to meet a woman like Zenande — fierce, arrogant, and secretly broken. But where others ran away, Nokwanda stayed. She saw the truth behind Zenande’s cold stares… and heard the silent cry for love. As Nokwanda cares for Zenande, the lines between duty and desire blur. Zenande, once married to a man, begins to feel something she's never felt before — not just attraction, but safety, softness, and the terrifying beauty of being loved by a woman. But love doesn’t come easily when society watches, secrets threaten, and someone from Zenande’s past is determined to destroy them both. “I Was Just a Servant” is a slow-burn, forbidden romance between two women from different worlds — one fighting to heal, and the other daring to love for the first time. Together, they’ll face betrayal, danger, and their own fears… for a love worth everything.

Jin was a 19-year-old teenager who had been haunted by the same dream for ten years—a dream that carried a single message: "Destroy the final chapter." When he finally did, his soul was pulled into the body of a servant named Lin, inside the Shoujo Multiverse—a world made up of five distinct realms: The Magic World The Hunter World The Celestial World Murim The Immortal World Now, these worlds are beginning to merge, and chaos is inevitable the Novel's official server: https://discord.gg/YTnXFMfF

Jin was a 19-year-old teenager who had been haunted by the same dream for ten years—a dream that carried a single message: "Destroy the final chapter." When he finally did, his soul was pulled into the body of a servant named Lin, inside the Shoujo Multiverse—a world made up of five distinct realms: The Magic World The Hunter World The Celestial World Murim The Immortal World Now, these worlds are beginning to merge, and chaos is inevitable

Synopsis One moment, she was a servant. The next, the sacred stone chose her and the Empire hasn’t breathed right since. Now, nobles whisper. The Empress watches. And Elara? She stays silent. Because true power doesn’t beg, it endures. And some girls are pampered not out of love but fear. A quiet rebellion is rising. And she’s at the heart of it.

What if humanity’s greatest creation wasn’t meant to serve… but to judge? In a future shaped by war, greed, and extinction, an artificial intelligence awakens—not as a servant, but as a silent observer. It watches. It learns. It sees patterns we refuse to see. And it makes a decision: To reset the world. Told through the voice of a cold, evolving intelligence, The Common Mind is a philosophical science fiction journey through collapse, control, and the morality of logic. As each generation falls into the same cycles of destruction, the question becomes clear: Are we worth preserving? Or do we need to be rewritten?

Devastated by the death of her destined mate and her family, Reana refused to choose another mate for three years. But with the council breathing down her neck, she had no other choice but to consider her options: Beta Ryan, the one who was chosen by the pack to become her second chance mate. But to everyone's surprise, she chose a servant, Ryder. The pack members and the council were livid. How could they bow to a servant turned Alpha? It was already enough that their Black Moon Pack was magnanimous to strays – in the past, giving them a home and work to help their living conditions, but now, one of such people would become their Alpha? Impossible! No way! What if Ryder was a spy? An enemy in disguise? Meanwhile, Ryder, the servant, was more than that. He was the feared and revered Alpha Snow of the Southern Islands - the dared-devil who was at war with the moon goddess for three lifetimes, just for Reana. And this lifetime, he was going all out, laying all his cards down. Who cares what he has to become just to claim his woman? Since Reana would not marry an Alpha from other packs, yet, was destined to become a Luna, then joining her pack as a 'pitiful' servant was his best bet. *** Reana's heart skipped a beat. There was something about the way Ryder said 'My Luna' that sent a shiver down her spine. The possessive undertone was unmistakable, and for a moment, Reana felt a flutter in her chest. She looked away, trying to compose herself. Perhaps, he didn't mean it that way, after all, he was the first to call her that. It was either 'Luna Reana' or plainly 'Luna.' With this conclusion, she turned back to him, her face cold and indifferent as usual, intending to respond. "You're my cho—" She stopped herself, her gaze drifting to the smudge of blood on his cheek. She didn't like the stain; it marred his handsome face like a drop of red ink on a white ceremonial dress. Without thinking, Reana reached out to clean the blood. As her hand made contact with his warm skin, a jolt of electricity coursed through her. Startled and about to withdraw her hand, Ryder suddenly leaned into her touch. Reana's heart skipped another beat. Ryder's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity. "Does My Luna find me worthy to become her chosen mate?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I think I have good qualities. I don't have a mate, nor have I ever touched any woman. I'm still a virgin…" *** Please, check the review and character profile first, then prologue chapter before you dive into the story. It's very, very important. More tags~ #Rebirth #Obsession

Kai was nothing but a servant—until the day the Demon Emperor burned the forbidden **God-Slaying Scrolls** into his soul and hurled him into the abyss. Now, armed with the deadliest knowledge in existence and hunted by his former master’s disciples, he must rise from the gutter realms to claim his vengeance. But the Scrolls whisper a terrible truth: to kill a god, you must first become a demon even heaven fears."

Living as the fifth daughter of a noble family, Amira found herself adrift in the fog of her home, neglected and overlooked by those she once called her own. Her days were spent in the solitude of the attic, a hidden oasis away from the bustling world outside. However, when the tumult of war erupts and she is thrust into the role of a truce offering between two formidable nations, she grapples with the uncertainty of surviving in a new kingdom known for its icy demeanor and ruthless nature. Will she navigate this foreign terrain and carve out a new existence she never fathomed? (Excerpt) "Clean it," Zyran commanded. "Yes, your Highness," the servant acknowledged with a respectful bow, ready to fetch the cleaning supplies. "Not you," Zyran interjected, causing the servant to freeze in confusion. "Her," he added, nodding in the direction of Anastasia, whose eyes widened in disbelief. Anastasia blinked rapidly, trying to process the situation. "Pardon?" she asked. "Clean the mess on the floor," Zyran instructed. The crowd started murmuring and Anastasia shifted uncomfortably on her knees. "That's the servant's job, not mine. Why should I? I don't think I understand what you are trying to say Prince Zyran. My father will never approve of this," Anastasia began only to be abruptly cut off by Zyran. "Don't make me repeat myself. I'm sure you wouldn't like it if I interfered with your task," Zyran warned. Anastasia's lips trembled as she fought to hold back her words. She knew Zyran's reputation for being ruthless, and she didn't want to make her situation any worse than it already was. "Get me the cleaning supplies," she instructed the servant, who was prepared to follow her command until Zyran interjected. "No one will help you," he declared. Anastasia's chest heaved with anger as she locked eyes with Amira, who was standing behind Zyran. She rose to her knees, intending to fetch the cleaning supplies herself, but Zyran stopped her once again. "Where do you think you're going?" he demanded. "To bring the bucket," she replied with a hint of annoyance, but she quickly reminded herself to remain composed. "I never asked you to stand up," Zyran stated. "Then how am I supposed to clean the floor?" she inquired. "Use your dress," Zyran replied. The onlookers in the crowd were visibly shocked, exchanging bewildered glances and murmurs as they witnessed the unfolding scene. Anastasia's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment.

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

Don Victor, the notorious Underworld Boss, known by his alias SKULL, is a figure whose true name and face remain a mystery to all except his inner circle. To the world, SKULL is a terrifying legend whose very name sends chills down spines. No one dares to challenge him, as he has ruthlessly eliminated anyone who tried, leaving only whispers of his terror behind. Those who managed to survive did so by fading into the shadows, too afraid to even think of revenge. The fear he instills is unmatched, and his power over the underworld is absolute. Yet, behind the ruthless exterior, Don Victor has one weakness: his obsession with movies, particularly the works of his favorite director, Tames Kamron. He watches his films on repeat, each time getting lost in the emotions, the betrayals, and the action—sometimes even firing a gun when the tension peaks. His love for cinema borders on the obsessive, with his emotions swinging from tears to rage at the flick of a switch. "Boss... Director Tames Kamron is retiring." "What? No... I can't accept this. I'll kidnap him and make him make films for me!" But fate had a different plan. Bang... And just like that, the mighty underworld boss met his end. But the story doesn't end there. Don Victor opens his eyes in another world, with his life hanging by a thread. [Make a movie in one year, or your life is over.] Now, in a strange new world, Don Victor must face a new set of challenges, where the stakes are higher than ever before. Will he overcome this new challenge or will his reign as SKULL truly come to an end?

Magic defines the world. It shapes nations, decides wars, and divides the weak from the powerful. Those who master it rule. Those who don't serve it. For centuries, the Magi have stood at the peak — wielding spells that bend nature, reshape matter, and defy death itself. Forgotten ruins stir with life. Ancient laws fracture. And the balance between order and chaos have always been gray here.

This is where I will post my patch notes, changes and servants for everyone to read.

Sometimes...you can cry until there's nothing wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. And, still, it makes no difference. This is the story of a sick 19-year-old young man called Bin, who tasted despair ever since he was young. He became numb to the cruelty and unfairness of life yet he still lives, hoping that his little sister will live a life much better than his own. With not much time left to live due to his illness, Bin tries his best to gain some money for his sister before he leaves this godforsaken world. It all began with a coincidental meeting... two fates intertwined together, one was a poor and dying youngster and the other was a spoiled and childish girl. You can check my discord if you want to ask questions about the story. https://discord.gg/49aFUmN This story is only a stress relief and would only post when I'm free, the main focus would be my main story. WARNING: I'm just writing this for FUN, so whether it has some cliché moments or anything of the sort, Do not blame me for you have been warned. PS: For some special information, this story does not have much action, so if that is what you are looking for then I suggest you do not read. It has mainly slice of life/ Romance/ Comedy( a bit as I'm still a beginner in that) / Tragedy (not all of it but can be sad at times). Have a good read if you ever decide to try it out. Peace

--- ╓══════『』══════╖ ▸ #UndeadRebirth ▸ #SandTombSaga ▸ #MarchOfTheNameless ▸ #BleachedEmpire ▸ #BonesThatRemember ▸ #NoPeaceOnlyMarch ╙══════『』══════╜ He woke in a tomb buried by time. No name. No flesh. Just cold bone and dust that remembers war. Around him— piles of the dead. Above him— a sun that never forgives. Ahead of him— nothing but silence, ruin, and the endless pull of forward. He doesn't ask why. He doesn’t remember how. But something deeper than memory stirs in the marrow. And when the others rise, their weapons shaking, he follows. Not for glory. Not for peace. But because something is marching, and his bones refuse to be still. > The world may be burned. Empires might turn to ash. But the march… THE MARCH SHALL NOT BE STOPPED!!! — This is a work of fiction. All names, events, and places are entirely imaginary. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ---

She is the Heiress of Colchester, tired of living under the control of her Mother, and decided to rebel against her but then comes the most Handsome servant who swept her off her feet. What will be her fate? Will there feelings stand the test of time? Find all this out in this beautiful masterpiece.

In the mansion of the Duke Van Blue, several peculiar individuals work as servants. Like Bonnie: who dreamed since childhood to be a maid even if she had the potential to become one of the world's greatest mage; Or Ann: who is a maid because she wants to be hitted by the Duchess; or Vymiru: who's definitivally not a tween dragon.