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Venom Punisher

Punisher System: SSS-Class Guardians

[Ding! Punisher System Activated.] [Objective: Eliminate the sinners.] Cia died and woke up in another world. He got stuck as the eldest brother of four troublemakers in a small town where everything was on the brink of mess. Too bad he landed as the eldest brother of the world’s most cursed gene pool. It turns out, his sweet little siblings are superpowered disasters waiting to happen. One was channeling darkness, one sees doom, the other breaks everything in sight, and one gambles with fate like it’s a weekend hobby. And Cia? He got a system. A very naive and useless system who relies on the host more than the host relies on the system. It gives him EXP for killing “sinners.” Which, apparently, includes most people. Now he’s sneaking out at night, purging sinners with dramatic chains connected to his body like tentacles, dragging bodies into wells, and returning home like, “Haha, what mess? We live in a normal town!” His family’s awakening? Hidden. The bodies piling up? Also hidden. The growing legend of the terrifying “Masked Punisher”? Definitely not hidden. As the body count keeps growing (dead bodies), Cia felt that everything was starting to spiral out of control. From a tiny town to the empires and realms. He doesn't have a grand ambition except for keeping these world-class disasters safe... it's not grand, right? Hey, he’s just trying to keep the house from burning down. Too bad he didn't realize he’s the one holding the match. ... Meaning: He just wants to keep his siblings intact and away from trouble, not realizing that he was an another walking disaster.
Zion_Mei · 1.1K Views

Eclipsed By Fate

Who remembers the ruin of a god? Who dares to chase what was never meant to be touched, let alone claimed? Noor—an enigma draped in silk, a storm without thunder, a shadow that bends the world yet leaves no trace. Men speak of her in hushed corridors where power is traded like currency. No one knows her name. No one owns her story. No hand dares linger. She walks unclaimed. Unseen. Forgotten by design. “If you knew what I’ve done,” she whispers, her breath colder than moonlight, “You’d be praying I never look your way again.” But some things refuse to be buried. Some ghosts don’t stay dead. Some touches… don’t fade. Sanlang, sculpted in golden light, worshipped by millions, untouchable—except by the shadows clawing at the edges of his memory. And in those shadows, her eyes. “I’ve seen you before,” he says, voice trembling like a man on the edge of fire. “ Tell me your name.” She smiles. It begins with whispers in the dark. A body that remembers hers before the mind does. Desire wrapped in danger. Memory soaked in sin. “What are you?” he demands. “Everything you were never meant to survive.” He thinks he’s chasing her. He thinks he’s in control. He is wrong. “Touch me again,” she says, voice velvet and venom, “and I’ll show you the truth. .” He who was never meant to remember. But now that he does… the only question that remains is: “Will you let me live?” “Live?” she echoes. “What makes you think you get to choose again?”
Nephthys_Selene · 2.7M Views
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