Godzilla Roaring

Standing on the battlefield of Afghanistan in 1981, the bearded Muhammad looked serious and carried the RPG on his shoulder. The crushing of the T-62, the bombing of the Hind, and the roar of the Shile River would not make the Afghan guerrillas surrender! Drive away the Soviets and liberate Afghanistan! Defeat India and India and dominate South Asia! Inadvertently, Muhammad became the de facto ruler of Afghanistan. Inadvertently, Muhammad was pushed to the position of President of Pakistan by the coup soldiers. Inadvertently, Muhammad divided India into several pieces, leaving only a tiny place for India. Even the American aircraft carrier formation was swept back to America by the roaring waves of the Indian Ocean. The Indian Ocean is Muhammad's backyard!

He is not the heir of kings. No prophecy named him. The last remnant of humanity in a world that has forgotten men. And he will rise. The House of Humans is no more. Deep within the forests of the Northshard, the House of Elves shields itself from the outside world. The House of Vampires, long silent, now roars for blood. The House of Dragons hangs by a fragile thread, its fate wavering. The House of Demons has gazed upon its own death, and in the desert sands of time, the House of Djinn begins to wither and fade. The Houses of the Northshard now face a new enemy. An enemy they cannot defeat. Not alone. Only by uniting all six Houses can they hope to survive. But the House of Humans is gone, and without it, the Northshard will fall. The Humans are gone... Or are they?

In Shady Dark forest boy was running like his life was on it, his cloths were tore and stented with blood. Even after running to much he wasn't geting tired, in sky dark clouds were still pouring rain. Storm was still there in forest along with furious lightning, boy was still running suddenly he fell and laughed crazyly "hahahahahah" he started talking "Why? why? why destiny is so cruel to me? why give hope to live and take it away again and again?" after cursing destiny boy lost his consciousness. Name of boy is Chandransh who is 19 year old Archaeology student in senior college of his second year If we want know why this boy was running? why his cloths were tore and stained with blood? and who's blood is on his cloths? After some time passed rain and storm stopped, sky gets clear and in the sky red giant moon can be seen clearly. Chandransh regains his consciousnes, stood up move face towards sky to see but suddenly his heart beats started beating faster, he collapsed on ground and starts screaming from his lungs "Ahhhhhhhh!..." bones in his body stars crackdown slowly "crack!" his legs gets bend, bone in the back starts torrent out from skin. his hairs started turning white and growing all over the body his eyes are bleeding and glowing red and become big his face starts transform in wolf, his body size grows in nine feet. his hands finger and nails grow large and long Transformed big white humanoid wolf swing his claws with roar and shock waves comes from claws which destroys four to five tree in the straight path with big bang!

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her. Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter. The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?" Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so." Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life. Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven." Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life." Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?" Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away. With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

Su Heng had traversed to a world where demons were resurrecting, and the human realm was like hell. Water ghosts, fog demons, and drought monsters... powerful demons plagued the land. Major clans used fierce spirits for medicine, residing high above the clouds, while common folk struggled desperately amidst a divine, eerie apocalypse. In these chaotic times, Su Heng awoke with the talent of a Celestial Eater. His body grew limitlessly, gaining a property point for every pound he gained in weight. The bizarre and terrifying demons who slaughtered cities and eradicated nations were, to him, the most sweet and superior ingredients. He devoured their flesh and blood, feasted on their sinews and bones, plundered their Divine Skills, and seized their destinies. From the "Pure Yang Skill" to the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique," from the "Golden Bell Guard" to the "Demon Buddha's Golden Body," even the most ordinary martial arts in Su Heng's hands could burst forth incredible power. Years later... Su Heng's demonic body was colossal, his weight immeasurable. With a hundred hearts and a thousand arms, mortals were nothing more than ants to him — all gods and buddhas of the heavens, come to battle! ... This book is also known as "Godzilla of The Low Martial World."

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

The fallen Sky Knight was the sky's tears, and with altitude still at hand, he wouldn't give up, Blood and Fire and Iron descended from the heavens, Behold, the heavens were crying! The roaring soul was rising through the sky!!!

In 1919, Donnie's soul traversed into the United States. To start off, Donnie, just a soldier who had recently stepped down from the battlefields of World War I, was framed by his superior. Before the Prohibition era began, he took over a bar in Atlantic City. With the perspective of a transmigrator and ruthless tactics, he gradually became the largest bootlegger in America. In the roaring twenties, Donnie delved into bootlegging, ran beauty pageants, built his career, and stormed Wall Street. Decades later, when people studied modern American history, they found that the name 'Donnie Block' was one they simply could not ignore!!!

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life. But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain! This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King. —————————— In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated! An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan! There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus. Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight. There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?" An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar. I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal. Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

The ordinary youth lacked the exceptional talents of his peers, yet he possessed a shocking heritage, bearing a mysterious bloodline and harboring the spirit of the Evil Dragon. A deadly incident caused the youth to fuse with the Evil Dragon's memories and his Martial Soul, his divine might shaking the heavens! The dormant dragon was startled awake, its roar shaking a thousand mountains.

Qi Tian was determined to design the most advanced aircraft engine but accidentally lost his life while saving others. He then transmigrated to the National Master Manor in the Cultivation World and became a disciple of the National Master, with an extra engine appearing inside him. Whether it's enemies or spirit stones and elixir, they all can serve as fuel for his engine. With the engine roaring, his cultivation journey is as unstoppable as a flying plane. As a National Master, he assists in setting up emperors and selecting heirs. The nation thrives, and the people live in peace. As a cultivator, he sweeps away all kinds of spirits and demons. Emperors bow their heads, and warlords make way. What did you say? A monk wants to bring three great demon cultivators through here? Can you tell them that my engine needs an upgrade? [This book is written in a refreshing style, making reading easy and relaxing. Your support is greatly appreciated.]

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

In his previous life, Xue Que devoted himself to the one he loved, tirelessly serving and protecting her, even sacrificing his dignity and identity to be her shadow and guardian. Yet, his loyalty and selfless devotion only earned him betrayal and manipulation. In the end, he was cast aside, left to die in agony and despair. In his final moments, he swore that if he had another chance, he would turn his pain into a blade of vengeance, making the world submit and crushing the dreams of all who had wronged him. By a twist of fate, Xue Que is reborn, taking on the form of a supreme demon. In this life, he is no longer the weak, naive "lapdog" of his past but a cold-hearted and ruthless avenger driven by rage. With fierce cunning, he seizes ancient relics, grasping the god-tier rewards countless others could only dream of. With these newfound powers, he embarks on a path to supremacy, aiming to reclaim everything that was denied to him and destroy anyone who dares to stand in his way. For Xue Que, there is only one goal—to ascend to ultimate power, sweeping aside all opposition and establishing a realm of his own design. With a fierce, unyielding spirit, he crushes the strong and shows no mercy to the weak. He relentlessly seizes the treasures, powers, and talents of his rivals, rapidly climbing to the summit of power. His ambition grows as he vows to unify all realms under his rule, enforcing his iron will across heaven and earth. “Those who follow me shall prosper; those who defy me shall perish.” These words are his creed, and the world trembles at his silent threat. His ruthless rise soon draws the attention of the ancient gods and demons, who feel compelled to descend upon the world and crush his growing power. Yet Xue Que stands atop the mountains, his gaze steely and defiant. With the divine forces looming above, he meets them with only scorn in his eyes. He roars to the heavens, “I, Xue Que, am here. Who dares stand against me? Even if the gods and demons themselves descend, I shall shatter their very souls!” On his bloody path to dominance, he encounters allies and rivals alike, each pushing him closer to uncovering the mysteries of his past betrayal. The person he once loved, the one he was willing to sacrifice everything for, is fated to cross paths with him once more. But now, she is either a sworn enemy or merely another piece on his chessboard of power. Xue Que’s heart, frozen and unyielding, no longer dwells on the past. All that matters now is to pave his way with blood and fire, ensuring every betrayer suffers the consequences of their actions. From betrayed lapdog to supreme demon, Xue Que’s journey of vengeance and conquest is filled with bloodshed and fury. Each step he takes shakes the heavens, each footprint marking the line between life and death. When he finally stands at the summit, the world will bear witness to the empire he’s forged, and with his powers, he will either plunge the world into chaos or bring it to the pinnacle of glory.

"Let the sea roar, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. (Psalms 98:7)."

"Charlie, please!" I begged her again. "Just tell me what's wrong. Tell me what I did wrong. I'll fix it. I swear, I'll fix it." I was on my knees in her University's student park. People were staring, some were even taking pictures of the bizarre scene infront of them, but I didn't care. The woman I love has spent two and a half months not answering any of my calls or replying to any of my messages. And now here I was begging her to not give up on us and she was...eating ice cream? "Forest, you need to go!" She whispered screamed while camera phones flashed at us. "I said we're over. Just let it go!" "No!" I practically roared. "I love you, Charlie and...and I know for a fact that you love me too. So no. We're not over. We'll never be over." ******* After a shattering break up, Forest finally finds a way to put it behind him and move on.After five years of trying to forget the love of his life, she suddenly reappears and tells him she wants him back. Forest has a choice to make - forget the past and be with the only woman he's ever loved or uncover the mystery behind the break up and go digging in a past that everyone is trying to hide. *** This story may not be published on any other platform in any form whatsoever without the express written consent of the author, Eli Stone.

It's a story about ENZO, an alpha, and TIARA, a luna (she doesn't know that she's actually a werewolf). "Now it's time for punishment little girl" Enzo said and threw tiara on his shoulder and walked out of the room. "No one is allowed to talk with her. If anyone goes against me, get ready for the consequences", Enzo warned the whole college. "Please take this money and runaway from here...... I'm sorry sweetheart, please forgive me", Tiara found a letter. As she was still processing what she had just read, a group of men wearing black barged into her house and kidnapped her. "You will be maid for my son from now on, but don't worry, I'll take care of your studies until you get a job", a man who sat on king's chair declared. "I'm not feeling good, get the hell out of here" Enzo roared on the tiara. "Didn't you say my mate died right after you gave birth? I myself buried her delicate body with my own hands, then why do I feel bonds around this girl named Tiara? " Enzo questioned a couple. "Don't worry, she can't be awakened unless we lift that spell", Someone assured another werewolf. "Why did you do that, dad? You ruined my entire life. Am I not your child?" Tiara cried.

In the second millennium of the glorious Lightless Age, the domains of twelve cosmic architects encompassed the sea of stars. Under their guidance, the cursed human race lifted the bloody banner of prosperity and conquered planet after planet, unrestricted by the laws of the universe. With millions of mutants roaring behind her in support, the Empress of a dead star declared, "I shall lead my people to the peak of the universe, standing unmatched over all civilizations, enjoying the world as our bounty!" Helming the lost mothership of a forgotten conqueror, a nameless ghost waged the most brutal galactic war, his goal— "To reclaim the Holiest of Cosmic Domains, the Infinite Continuum where immortality is no myth!" Basking in the darkness of the anti-star, a cautious force built an unstoppable fortress, each worker whispering the first precept: “Free will is the source of all disorder, being begets chaos." The fate of the universe seemed to be sealed in the hands of these forces, and it would have been so in truth, had it not been for one existence. This was someone who had once stared at the sky with a calculating look and claimed, "If an undying monarch schemes against me, I will tear apart their body with my hands; if it is a Transcendental Monstrosity, I will raze down its spirit with my soul; and if any cosmic architect stands on my path, I will conquer its domain with my mutant army!" Additional Tags: Cautious Protagonist, Caring protagonist, Smart Side Characters, Scheming, Politics, Wars, Royalty, Beast-taming, Slavery, Duels, Heavy Violence, gore, Supernatural abilities, mutation, evolution, unique cultivation system, Modern-world setting, alternative technology, Advanced technology, Bloodlines, Sci-fi, Overpowered Protagonist, Army Building, Mystery, Xuanhuan elements.

The history of the prophecy was shrouded in mystery and legend. But according to the tales, it began with a blind seer embedded by the gods with the vision of a child prophesied to unite all clans, ushering an era of peace.      The vampires were the first to learn of the prophecy, which foretold that the child would be of their own flesh and blood. Yet, instead of embracing this revelation, their hearts ignited with a fierce hatred for the unborn child, leading them to rebel against it's coming.      Meanwhile, the werewolves, upon discovering the dark rebellion of the vampires, vowed to protect the child. This decision further tore the six clans apart, as some members, driven by fear, chose to side with the vampires while others rallied behind the werewolves.      As the night of the blood-red moon approached—700 years after the prophecy was first foretold— the prophesied child was born into the human world, seemingly cursed by fate and shunned by her own kind. . . . In a dimly lit chamber, a man approaches a fierce figure seated on a throne-like chair.      “My Lord... the child is alive,” he stammered, his head bowed and body visibly trembling with fear.      “Hmph,” Lord Neil scoffed, his eyes closed and lips curled into a sinister smile that sent chills down the messenger's spine.      “She's alive, you say?” he asked, his voice heavy with authority as he breathed out smoke that swirled in the air like a dark warning.    The messenger's heart skipped two beats as sweat dripped down his face; he slowly nods his head in affirmation      “Then she tricked me,”Neil declared, his expression suddenly cold as he opened his eyes, revealing crimson orbs that seemed capable of burning any soul at a glance.      “Summon Mia!” he roared, crushing the last remnants of his cigarette with his hand, his fangs elongating in anticipation of the chaos to come. Now with her fate and life wrapped around an ancient prophecy, Would she fulfill her destiny or succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?

They are 3rd-semester students who are filling their holidays by climbing a mountain located in the interior of their city. Keenan, who has conquered the climb on this mountain, invites his friends, Laras, Hasan, Tissa, Rengga, Alya, and Riki, to try to feel the sensation on the mountain, which is famous for its extreme climbing and test your courage. During the climb, they met Rico, a climber friend that Hasan and Keenan know. Rico, who has a sixth sense, sees and feels many things that he did not expect. Starting from the sound of a tiger's roar, meeting the attitude of a good guard, and other oddities. The climb that they expected would be fun and full of interesting things all changed because of one prohibition that they had violated; many illogical and mysterious events occurred: Tissa was missing, Rengga was injured, and other tense things happened on this mountain. The existence of two illogical worlds, other dimensions of life that are very different. They passed through and felt everything that became the myth of this mountain, so this mountain was finally called the Forbidden Mountain. Did they manage to get out of this mountain safely or did they end up in another life on Mount Srinjani?

[I am continuing the translation from chapter 82 onwards. The previous chapters can be found on this app as well in a different novel under the name "My German Empire" by "DAOIST_SUPREME".] Having crossed over into the Kaiser's heir in a haphazard manner, the protagonist is confident and ready to make his mark. When the whole of Europe shuddered under the wings of the German Air Force. When the tiger tank roared and smashed the walls of Moscow. Wilhelm stood in front of many reporters and smiled. “No one can stop the expansion of the Third Reich except God.”

Fang Cheng was pierced in the heart. Fang Cheng was stuffed with garlic. Fang Cheng was cut off from his head. Fang Cheng was dragged to the sun. Fang Cheng was shattered by the angry enemy. Fang Cheng was resurrected and opened his hands to the enemies: "Actually, I am not a vampire!" The crowd roared: "I believe you ghost! --- I'm not the original author of this, I'm just a translator. change the original title cause I think it's not catchy enough original title "Immortal I had to pretend to be a blood clan" official link https://m.qidian.com/book/1024222253.html

This is Translation Raw Name: 末世反派：从截胡校花女主开始 Author: Cang Yun Ferry ======================================= Lu Yu traveled to a parallel world and became the second rich generation of this world. What? After a week, the apocalypse is coming? Will all humans begin to evolve? And he is actually the villain in the end of the world? When he knew that the protagonist, Chu Feng, would be reborn before the end of the world, he quickly started his layout! So after his rebirth, Chu Feng was dumbfounded. The powerful comrades from his previous life were nowhere to be found? The goddess who fell in love with him and sacrificed herself in his previous life, disdained him? Chu Feng roared in anger: "Whose Fckr rob me of my belongings?!" ======================================= If anyone wants to give any amount of donation, tip, or gift, my paypal is: dreamstolens@gmail.com

"The gods are always watching." Auras. A power that can only be used by a select few. They grant the user an unique ability linked to the essence of their soul. All auras come in unique shapes and forms. They're also considered an urban legend to common people. Ymeno is a man who quietly lives his life while going through the motions. A 25 year old gardener without an aura who used to be a vigilante known as Ray. As Ray, he tried to fight against the city's growing underworld, but an incident caused the man to throw this life away and retire. The rich Kane Qur is his newest client. While working for him, he meets two orphans. Magnolia, a little girl with big dreams and an even bigger affinity to building technology that seems otherwordly. Zeki, a bookworm who's obsessed with the story that every person holds. What he doesn't know is that accepting this job would start a domino effect that would change his life forever; One that will confront him with remnants of a past he'd rather keep buried forever. Will the past tell him to keep his head low, or will the flame of justice that used to roar inside him be lit once more?

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.

In a world where memories can be as elusive as the wind, **Sai** awakens in a disorienting forest, suspended high in the branches of a tree. Confusion engulfs him as he grapples with the pain coursing through his body and the unsettling question of how he arrived in this mysterious realm. As he struggles to escape, a menacing growl echoes through the woods, urging him to run. Desperate and panicked, Sai's instinct for survival kicks in when grotesque creatures emerge from the shadows, their glowing eyes locked onto him. With no choice but to flee, he races through the treacherous terrain, his heart pounding as he questions his very existence. Each moment is fraught with danger as he seeks answers in a place where darkness lurks around every corner. As he reaches a cliff overlooking a roaring waterfall, Sai faces his impending doom. With the monsters closing in, he makes a defiant leap into the abyss, plunging into the icy depths below. In that moment, as the water engulfs him, he is forced to confront not only the perilous reality of his new world but also the hidden depths of his own spirit. In this thrilling tale of survival, identity, and the struggle against overwhelming odds, **Sai** must uncover the truth of his circumstances, battling both the physical dangers of the unknown and the demons of his forgotten past. Will he discover the strength within himself to overcome the darkness, or will he be consumed by the very shadows he seeks to escape?

[Aelric Drakonis was an unfortunate young man who didn't have many things going for him, on the contrary, he was someone who was bullied and mistreated by everyone around him. There was no salvation, no opportunity to live a life he could call that of a human. No, what he was presented with was ultimate despair, one that drowned and suffocated the young man who was barely an adult, and made him take that final step, one that nobody in the world should be forced to take, and such was the opinion of the entity that lorded over reincarnation. Aelric was given a chance, an opportunity he had never been presented with throughout his short yet painful life. When it finally came to him, he gritted his teeth and decided to follow his heart for the first time. "I will never let anyone look down on me ever again, I will become an existence that will reign supreme throughout the universe." Aelric's roar of vengeance resonated with the entity, and out of sympathy and hope, it bestowed upon him blessings to aid in his conquest. Follow Aelric on his journey from the countryside of Lyraxia Prime to the interstellar supremacy he so desperately desires.] And so went the summary of 'The Vow of Interstellar Supremacy,' my favorite book, so how in the hell have I managed to enter the book, and as a minor early-stage antagonist at that?

At the Baeksang Arts Awards ceremony, a stunning actress was sitting alone in the audience. It seemed she was waiting for someone, constantly tapping her hand. While waiting, she dialed a number. Seeing the caller ID, she remembered the past. Weirdly, she remembered the feeling—once upon a time, she loved this man, but now he had become the person she hated the most. On the other side: As soon as the man's work finished, he grabbed his car keys, rushing out as quickly as possible. When his car engine roared, he glanced at his watch—it was already 7 PM. He was late. Cursing in his head, he stepped on the gas fully. No sooner than ever, his car was zooming across the highway at 300 km/h. He wanted to reach Seoul within half an hour. "Ha." What madness. He was trying to cover 150 km within 30 minutes, from Daejeon to Seoul. Now, some people might ask why he was rushing so fast, so desperate to get there. It was because of his wife. Early this morning, his wife insisted on going to the Baeksang Arts Awards ceremony. She told him that this was the most highly regarded award in South Korea, and she had been nominated for the Best New Actress award. That's why he was rushing as recklessly as possible. He didn't want to miss out on this golden opportunity to make amends with his wife, so he promised her that he would attend. While driving, his phone rang. Thinking it must be Soo-jin, he didn't pick up and instead increased his car's speed. He had been in a cold war with his wife for a few days now. Well, it wasn't her fault; he was the one who broke the promise. Now, he didn’t want to repeat the same mistake again. As he reached the Baeksang Arts Awards venue, he could hear the award presenters' voices. "The Baeksang Arts Award for Best New Actress goes to..." When he hurriedly showed his venue tickets, the security guards stepped back without checking and bowed. As soon as he was about to start running inside, he heard the presenter's voice again. "Kim Soo-jin." When he heard his wife's name, he was filled with immense joy. His halted steps started running toward her, finding new determination to see the award in her hands. While he was one step away from the venue, Soo-jin's voice could be heard throughout the room. "Good evening, everyone. I am deeply honored and humbled to receive this prestigious Baeksang Award tonight. I want to thank the judges, my incredible team, and my fans who have supported me through every step of my journey. This award means more to me than I can express." When he opened the doors, their eyes met. She was staring at the door, waiting for him, it seemed. He showed a victory sign with a big smile on his face, saying he kept his promise, but... Suddenly, Soo-jin became quiet, staring at him. There were tears in her eyes, her brows furrowed. Her eyes changed—they were the same as his father's eyes, filled with hatred. In the past, Soo-jin looked at him with indifference after their marriage, but never had she looked at him with hatred. "Why?" was the only question in his head. He was confused. On stage, countless thoughts were going through Soo-jin's head. She didn't want to do this; there was no choice for her but to reveal everything. If she wanted to be happy, she needed to reveal everything to the public because, even after everything she had done, she could not get a divorce out of this marriage, as she firmed her resolve. Her voice cracked while speaking. Tears were pouring from her eyes, but she spoke as stubbornly as always. "I have been diagnosed with angiosarcoma, a rare and aggressive cancer of the heart. I have less than three months left. I want to spend these three months with the person I love. I was forced to marry Kim Joon-ho. There is no love between us. Please help me. Please save me."

Takeshi glancing at the boys, determined "Stay close to me. I won’t let them take you." He tightens his grip on his weapon, every muscle in his body tensed and ready for the battle. Shauwa charges at Takeshi with a roar, his weapon swinging wildly. Takeshi meets him head-on, their weapons clashing with a loud, metallic sound. The boys watch in fear, huddling close to each other. Shauwa grinning wildly as he swings his weapon "Is this all you’ve got, Takeshi? I thought you were supposed to be strong!" He laughs, trying to taunt Takeshi into making a mistake. Takeshi focused, voice steady "You’re underestimating me, shauwa .That’s your first mistake." He counters Shauwa's attack with precision, his movements fluid and controlled. Meanwhile, Azdal watches the battle with a cold, calculating gaze. His eyes flicker between Takeshi and the boys, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Azdal in thought, planning "Takeshi is strong… but even he can protect the boys and fight at the same time. All I need is one opening…" Shauwa relentless attacks start to wear on Takeshi, but Takeshi remains focused. Suddenly, Azdal sees his chance—Takeshi’s attention momentarily shifts to the boys. Azdal seizing the moment, rushing towards the boys "Now’s my chance!" He lunges towards the boys, his weapon