Decay Madara

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

WARNING SENSITIVE CONTENT: GORE, HORROR, LANGUAGE, SCENES OF INTENSE VIOLENCE. Cherish County is plagued by the mysterious disappearance of a young preteen, The summer heat makes the decay of the investigation feel all to real for Detectives Molly & Demmer. Can two small town detectives solve the mystery before more victims surface?

In a fractured world, where magic stains the soul and war is an eternal tide of blood and steel, the ruins of an imperial dream rise. The Eiyu Empire, once envisioned as the foundation of eternity by Taiko Hideyoshi, has fallen prey to decay. From the ashes of the second Eiyu-Cataya war, a conflict that neither side claims as victory, emerges Ritsu, a youth with an uncertain future, marked by the misery of a discarded class. His only hope shines in the legends, in the whispers of a trial that will grant the fortunate passage to the Forbidden City, the sanctum of power, where imperial reikan and the secrets of shadows intertwine in a deadly dance... In "Shadows of the Empire: Red Sun," there is no clarity in the strife, only the ravenous shadows that dance around power. A power that does not understand justice, but survival, and that weaves its web over the throne of an empire that has forgotten how to dream. It is in this setting of palpable darkness that Ritsu will discover that the true battle is not waged on the bloodied fields, but in the abyss that each being harbors within. And as the pages are consumed, the reader will wonder if it is truly worth emerging victorious in a world where thrones are forged with the lost souls of countless fallen.

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

In a world where powerful bloodlines, rare elements, and supernatural physiques determine one's fate, Caelum Blackwood, an orphan and quiet outcast, awakens to find himself within the pages of a novel he once read. But he’s not the protagonist—he’s merely an extra, a background character destined to be overshadowed. However, Caelum possesses something far beyond the novel’s expectations: the “Endbringer Bloodline,” a mysterious heritage with the power to bring both utter destruction and rebirth. His elemental affinity to Void—an unknown force of nothingness and decay—adds an edge to his powers that others can’t comprehend.

A dystopian world where ancient gods have been forgotten by mortals. The divine realms are decaying, their power waning as humans turn to science and technology. The gods now live in hiding, stripped of their grandeur and influence. Amara, a young archaeologist, stumbles upon an ancient temple in a desert wasteland. She discovers an imprisoned deity—Solon, the Sun God—whose existence has been erased from human memory. Solon reveals that a celestial event known as the Eclipse Cycle is approaching, during which forgotten gods can reclaim their power, but only if mortals remember them. Solon begs for Amara’s help to gather remnants of his pantheon before the cycle begins. Reluctant at first, Amara agrees when she learns her late father was a secret devotee of Solon and died protecting the temple from a shadowy organization called The Null Order.

Emily Summers, an ordinary girl, dies in a freak accident and awakens in a decaying castle, alone and bewildered. A glowing screen appears, declaring her the new Demon Queen with a mission: rebuild the Demon Kingdom from scratch and become the strongest ruler. Guided by a game-like system, Emily starts with basic resources and quests, gradually repairing the castle and summoning minor demons. As she completes tasks, she gains new skills and allies, transforming her domain into a thriving realm. Facing constant challenges from rival factions and dangerous foes, Emily evolves from a frightened girl into a powerful queen. With determination and the system’s help, she sets out to unify the demon world and claim her place in history.

Hello, everyone. If you're reading this, you may have read my other stories. I'm starting this one as a bit of a "getting back into it" story. (The synopsis will be further down) Both stories I've written will continue in the near future. (I have to re-read them because I've experienced a massive bout of memory loss.) Apologies for those of you waiting, but I had unavoidable circumstances that impeded my writing experiences. The cover isn't mine but it's been lightly photoshopped. If you want it taken down, tell me. (Signed by Author on April 25th, 2023) Anyways, time for the synopsis: Lia was a simple girl in her previous life. Well not really, considering she was the hit woman for the largest mafia organization that operated within the United States. Over the years, her exceedingly high kill count, and overall success rate was something to be afraid of. Her personality was something akin to pure confidence, bordering on arrogance. She dealt with people the same way she did her enemies. By ruining their lives in the most horrific ways. IE: Setting them up for FBI investigations, having their houses repossessed by the government, or even having them framed for a serious crime. Lia was someone that no one wanted to ever cross. If you did cross her, you might as well have signed your own death certificate! That was until she was smacked in the head by a falling piano. While following through on a hit, no less! I mean, come on! A piano?! that's unfathomably crazy. Well, despite getting hit by a literal piano, she still managed to finish the job. But the very next day, she choked on a sandwich and nearly died! Her luck seemed to have literally bottomed out. This "streak of bad luck" had continued in her life for years! Literal years! She had come so close to dying so many times that she was genuinely confused as to how this could happen to someone! From falling down a flight of stairs to nearly breaking her neck during a cartwheel (despite having so much experience that she could do them with her eyes closed.) Lia had experienced so many near-death experiences that she had become entirely immune to the weird circumstances happening around her. Eventually, the bad luck did catch her. She was minding her own business, walking through the streets of Seattle when a coin rolled across the ground and tripped someone else, who dropped an umbrella, which she tripped over. Her fall had her land directly into the flow of moving traffic. She was then hit by a small square-body pickup truck. It had a small sticker of a smug smiling face attached to its front bumper. Lia had died because of what was essentially a coin. A coin had actually managed to kill a human being. Not just any human, but one of the most feared people within the US. Warnings for all readers: -This novel will (at some point) contain lesbian sex scenes. -System tag doesn't mean in the most literal way. (you'll find out more if you read it.) -This may become a Yuri harem novel (haven't decided.) -Will contain very strong LGBTQ+ themes

In a world where everything decays, where mirrors shatter and time slips by unnoticed, the narrator stands in quiet despair, watching it all crumble. Life feels futile, a never-ending cycle of meaningless pursuit, where even the brightest achievements fade into dust. Echoes That You Ignore explores the darkness of existence, where death is the only certainty, and yet, we continue on, because what else is there to do? A raw, introspective journey into the futility of life, where even the search for meaning is ultimately meaningless.

Set 1000 years before the prophesied end of Kaliyuga, humanity teeters on the brink of collapse. In a futuristic era where advanced technology rules, society has become a chaotic mix of digital immortality, artificial intelligence, and decaying morals. The world is divided between those living in virtual utopias and the impoverished masses, suffering in the wastelands of reality. The ancient prophecies of Kalki—the tenth and final avatar of Vishnu—have been reduced to myth in this age of machines, dismissed as superstition in a time ruled by logic and code. However, dark forces have awakened, spreading unrest and corruption, subtly pulling the world towards its inevitable end. Amidst the chaos, a group of mysterious sages begins to emerge, keeping alive the ancient teachings, and warning of the impending return of Kalki. At the heart of this prophecy is **Dhruvansh**, a name that signifies both "steadfast" like the pole star (Dhruv) and the inherited "shadow" (ansh) of humanity's darker side. As Dhruvansh uncovers his true identity, he must navigate a world of cybernetic gods, forgotten demons, and a technologically altered humanity, preparing for the ultimate battle between light and darkness. With the clock ticking towards the apocalypse, can he rise to become the savior foretold, or will Kaliyuga spiral into eternal darkness? The end of the world is just the beginning.

The old body lay on the bed, fragile, as if time itself had carved wrinkles of weakness and aging into it. His white hair, scattered across the pillow like withered leaves from a tree, left only a few strands remaining. His eyes, which had witnessed one hundred and forty autumns, stared out through the open window, where the orange light of the setting sun bathed the room in a gentle glow. The leaves outside swayed, and some quietly drifted to the ground, as if reminding him of his own life’s journey, which had begun in vitality and ended in decay. He let out a long, heavy sigh, as if it were the last of his remaining strength. Memories danced in his mind: the years he had spent studying alchemy, his brilliant achievements, and the students who once filled the halls, eager to absorb his knowledge. Yet today, none of them were there. No one cared for him as a person—only his knowledge had been of interest.

A young man from a chaotic country seeks to prevent war to protect his loved ones. To gain influence, he travels to other nations and encounters interesting allies and powerful enemies. He learns that achieving his goal is not as simple as he initially imagined, however, his allies help him reach his full potential.

The Apocalypse is in full swing. Defiled - powerful creatures corrupted by the Great Collision - prowled the lands in search of prey. Unfortunately for them, the human race had long since retreated behind the secure walls of the Sanctuary of Everlast. During one of his regular excursions outside the Sanctuary, Alden is separated from Celeste. - his childhood friend and crush. In that moment, he came to regret never summoning the courage to confess. Somehow managing to survive thanks to some trickery, Alden awakens as a mage. Instead of receiving a normal power, he gains the ability to decay. What's more, during his ascension, he received a vision from his future self advising him not to trust the Asterons - celestial beings who had saved his race from inescapable doom. Normally... such a revelation wouldn’t faze Alden. However, there was only one major problem with the declaration, though. Celeste was bound with an Asteron. And not just any normal Asteron... She had made a pact with one of the Divine Sovereigns. ________ Cover is not mine. I found it on Pinterest.

In this world, fierce beasts are rampant, and everyone has the opportunity to become a transferor and get various professional monster hunting upgrades. Qi Yan awakened the top science and technology profession at the beginning - [Intelligent Machine Knowledge]. Starting from level 1, all skills are science fiction concept-level finishing skills! [Apocalypse Cloud Bomb]: Summon and detonate 100,000 tons of equivalent cloud bombs, which are equivalent to 3,333 tsar hydrogen bombs. [Sun Helium Flash]: Create the terrifying energy released instantly by the fusion of the helium element in the sun's core. [Mimic black hole]: Simulate the gravitational field of the black hole and distort the space and time of everything around it. ...... Just when Qi Yan thought he was invincible. He just found one of his enemies. It turned out to be the ultimate god in the mythological history of various countries. [The Head of Thousands of Demons · Asatos], [The One of All Things · Jugsotos] [Six Brahma God · Hehua Zitian], [Daluo Tianque · Haotian God] Facing the siege of thousands of creation-level demons. Qi Yan looked at his finishing skill and felt that it was not difficult to slaughter a god. [Vector Law Cause and Effect Law], [Vacuum Decay], [High-dimensional Universe Collapse], [World Down-dimensional Strike], [Multiverse Erasure], [Micro End Reverse]... He stands at the top of the whole universe in the name of the wisdom of ten thousand machines.

Gray World is dominated by the will of Gods and thrives under the control of iron gears and steam. It is a place where faith is not a passive devotion but a currency—traded, bought, and sold by churches that wield their gods' influence as weapons. It is a place where value is absolute, value is everything, shaping every belief and controlling every life. Run by ironclad reign of Church of Steel, every life here reeks of smoke and decay, while the Church of Sacrifice whispers promises of salvation through pain and sacrifice. Yet, amidst this ever existing Gods of sacrifice, iron, and decay, a new God descends—one who was once known as The Faceless One, God of Confusion, Keeper of secrets, Messiah of messengers by en masse: the God of Fiction. God of Fiction, Ashur, reincarnates after dying by the wiles of God of Sacrifice and others. Unlike other gods, Ashur, does not demand worship through suffering or material devotion. Instead, he brings something far more dangerous: the ability to weave fantasies into existence, to blur the line between fiction and reality. "Is fiction not a truth waiting to be realized?" Whispers spread among the people—rumors of a church that doesn't preach, of a god who offers not suffering but something far more seductive: choice. They speak of dreams too vivid to be mere illusions and realities that seem to bend to their imaginations. What is fiction, if not another form of reality? When the masses begin to believe, does belief not shape the world itself? As his own proclamation goes— [To not exist does not mean one truly does not exist, for to be known is also a form of existence.] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ [This book has been dropped] [If you want to read something after it, I would recommend, “Death Game: Beyond Reality“]

Beneath the dazzling facade of the city Silverwood, a web of decay festers under the control of powerful women. Will the coming storm of blood and fury wash away the sordid conspiracies lurking in its shadows?

In a fractured world where the flow of time is both unpredictable and dangerous, societies struggle to adapt to the phenomena known as chronal distortions. These anomalies warp reality, leaving cities in temporal limbo, freezing people in endless loops, or accelerating life spans without warning. The origins of these disturbances lie within the ancient Chrono Protocol, a mysterious system that grants rare individuals the ability to control time itself. However, every gift comes at a cost: wielding time demands immense focus and sacrifices, threatening the user’s life and sanity. Elior is a young, unassuming man living on the fringes of a decaying empire, just one of many caught in the world’s ever-twisting timeline. His life feels aimless, repetitive, and stagnant—until one night, he experiences an eerie temporal glitch. Shortly after, he receives an unexpected message: he has been chosen by the Chrono Protocol. Initially, Elior dismisses it as a prank, but strange abilities soon emerge. These abilities, the core of the Chrono Bloom, allow him to alter localized time zones—speeding, slowing, or even freezing moments around him. With little guidance and great risk, Elior begins his journey, discovering that time is far more volatile and costly than he could have imagined.

The Otaku's Undead Reawakening Kei Fukuda, an avid gamer and otaku, is transported into the world of his favourite manga, "Global Freeze," after a tragic accident. But there's a twist - he awakens as a female, second-level zombie, destined to meet a gruesome end at the hands of the story's hero in just 20 chapters. Trapped in a decaying body, Kei must navigate the treacherous landscape of a frozen apocalypse, where zombies and mutated monsters roam free. With his knowledge of the manga and gaming instincts, he sets out to defy fate and survive against all odds.

In a world filled with flesh mutations, darkness, and an eternal mist, the line between steampunk technology and arcane magic is blurred. Outside the city, monstrous beings roam, and light struggles to break through the thick fog. The boundaries between science and biology have dissolved, with horrifying experiments twisting human bodies into grotesque forms. Survivors must face both mutated creatures and insane minds, navigating a world corrupted by decay and despair. In this ruined world, hope seems like a distant dream, and survival is a grim, constant battle.

In the twilight of Divinity, where shadows lengthen and the world teeters on the precipice of oblivion, two brothers stand poised at the crux of fate. Argos, with eyes that shimmer like celestial beacons, is the last echo of the world's protectors, his essence a flickering ember of hope in a dying age. His brother, Irakes, bears the chilling weight of a different legacy.Will Argos rekindle the fading embers of Divinity within Irakes, or will the darkness extinguish the last flicker of hope? In this epic saga of good versus evil, the final chapter of a timeless war unfolds, with the fate of the world hinging on the redemption of a corrupted soul and the unwavering courage of a reincarnated protector.

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

When Kazuki Takahiro is suddenly thrust into a world of brutal survival and ancient curses, he discovers that his new abilities come with a terrible cost: every use of his spectral powers chips away at his humanity, bringing him closer to becoming a wraith. In this desolate realm, Kazuki meets powerful allies and enemies alike, each bound by abilities as destructive as they are tempting. There’s Lira, the Bloodbound Sorceress, whose dark contracts keep her alive at the price of blood. Daelan, the Void Reaver, whose insatiable hunger for power leaves him hollow with every conquest. And Seraphine, the Harbinger of Shadows, an ancient spirit who offers guidance but hides her own grim secrets. As they face monstrous threats, deadly rituals, and the twisted politics of a decaying kingdom, Kazuki learns that his very soul is at stake. Only by mastering his powers without succumbing to them can he hope to survive—and maybe, just maybe, free himself and his companions from the dark fate they’ve inherited. In a world where the line between salvation and damnation is blurred, Kazuki must decide: How much of his humanity is he willing to sacrifice to protect the people he cares about?

Lucien, a man from a highly advanced technological world, meets an untimely death, only to have his soul dragged into a decaying world corrupted by both magic and technology. Coincidentally he also has the same name in this world and in this new land, the atmosphere has become so toxic that only the wealthy, who live underground in massive tomb cities, can afford to breathe clean air. Above ground, the poor are crammed into overpopulated hive cities, constantly threatened by the poisoned atmosphere, natural disasters, and monstrous creatures known as Typhoeus .He begins to revolutionize the fusion of magic and technology, challenging the oppressive systems that keep the poor downtrodden and the rich isolated underground. As Lucien rises through the ranks, he fights not only for survival but to reshape a world that has long been suffocated by corruption, ultimately seeking to claim a place of power and lead a rebellion that will change the course of the world's future.

In a world where reality is warped and blood stains the ground, the crash of a mysterious spaceship seventy years ago birthed a generation that knows only terror and despair. Anomalies have twisted the landscape into a living nightmare, where death is ever-present and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The survivors, born into this unforgiving hell, are driven by a desperate need to uncover the dark secrets of their origins. With every step, they delve deeper into a world shrouded in fog, where the line between life and death is razor-thin, and hope is a distant memory

In a world where technology has turned on humanity, Elara—a brilliant engineer haunted by her creations—fights to survive among hybrid zombies born from a corrupted AI virus. As she battles through decaying tech cities and faces off against the deadly AI, Elara must confront both her past and her concept of humanity before everything she’s known is destroyed.

His fate was predetermined: fight, defend, and perish with the stars, a mere cog in the great machinery of creation. But something within him resisted this cruel fate. A seed of defiance sprouted in his heart, whispering of freedom. He sought a way to transcend the cosmic chains—to escape, to defy destiny, to seize freedom at any cost. As a mortal, he felt the agony of watching his loved ones wither and die, powerless to stop the decay of time. He wept for children, lovers, friends. As an emperor, he conquered kingdoms and wielded unimaginable power, only to be betrayed by those he trusted most, dragged from his throne, and executed in shame. As a beggar, he wandered the streets, starving and shivering under the cold gaze of uncaring gods. As a villain, he became the monster in stories told to frighten children—burning cities, drowning nations in blood, only to be hunted and killed by the heroes of those same tales. As a saint, he gave everything—his wealth, his strength, his life—to others, only to discover that gratitude was fleeting and the world did not remember the sacrifices of the righteous. But, Every failure, every death, every betrayal—they were nothing but steps on a long, infinite path. And the path had only one direction: up, through the layers of existence, through the fabric of reality itself. No prison could contain him. No curse could hold him. His heart whispered one thing to him, a truth carved into his soul:Move forward. Always forward. Because he was Li Shenrong—the Lord of the Celestial Throne.

Visha Morticia Tanith spent half her life as an experiment for mad scientists who thought it was a great idea to create a serum for supernatural powers. News flash: It wasn't a great idea. In fact, it caused more trouble than it was worth. Luckily, as short as it was, the second half of her life was spent using the supernatural abilities of decay and poison blood as a hired assassin. Of course, that was after she took revenge on the sadistic scientists and her grandfather, who sold her when she was a child. Now, as she dies from the very powers she was forced to have, she gets the great idea to... go to church and confess her sins?

Gawain awoke to find himself in a pitch-black, cramped space, surrounded by the faint scent of decay. As he reached out, fingers brushing against the cold stone walls, memories of drifting above an unfamiliar land for eons slowly returned. For tens of thousands of years, he had existed as a bodiless spirit, an invisible observer of time and space, with only his thoughts for company. The endless solitude had nearly erased his sense of self. But today, he felt something new—touch. He had finally acquired a body, a physical form. Yet, this “container” felt ominously wrong. Though he longed for a body, he hadn’t expected it to come in the form of something sealed in a coffin. How he came to inhabit this vessel was a mystery, but he knew one thing for certain: he was currently entombed in a burial box. With a bitter laugh, he realized his journey as a “complete” traveler across worlds would begin by clawing his way out of a grave—not exactly the rebirth he’d imagined. Using all his newfound strength, Gawain struggled to push open the heavy coffin lid. His unused muscles ached and strained, but the sensation of real, physical power thrilled him. After several attempts, he finally dislodged the stone cover, letting a thin ray of light pierce the darkness. “At last… a glimpse of the world again.”

Zareth was always ignored, powerless in a world of gods and their chosen disciples. That is, until Death itself chose him. Now wielding the power of shadows and decay, Zareth must navigate a world that fears him while uncovering the true cost of serving Death. What begins as a thrilling journey of newfound strength quickly turns dark as Zareth faces impossible choices, divine politics, and the looming shadow of his deadly oath.

Flynn, a pigeon game designer, was cursed by millions of players and unfortunately became the lord of a remote village in another world. In order to give back to the players (in order to live the life of a decaying feudal lord), Flynn designed the other world into a game. Players are called upon to experience the best game in the world. (Summons players to work for the corrupt lord) Thus, the best game in the world was born! (The richest lord in the world was born!)