Destiny Dungeon Warlords Ruin

The gods burned his empire to the ground. Now, its ruins might burn him alive. In the ashen corpse of Draal, where the sky never clears and the dead still whisper, scavengers like Kael Varros survive by looting what’s left—melted bones, shattered relics, forgotten sins. But buried beneath the cinders, Kael unearths something far worse: the crown of the Forgotten King, fused with molten glass, pulsing with a memory that isn’t his—and a curse that refuses to stay buried. Haunted by visions of fire and betrayal, hunted by ash-born wraiths, and stalked by zealots who would see him silenced, Kael is thrust into a legacy soaked in blood and forgotten oaths. The crown remembers what the world wants to forget—the gods’ lies, the empire’s ruin, and the rebellion that nearly consumed them all. And now, Kael wears its curse. But the ashes haven’t cooled… and the past isn’t done burning.

Seraphina Dorne only meant to escape a suitor, not bind her soul to Elion Thorne, the kingdom’s most feared and cursed noble. The bond should’ve killed her. Instead, it awakened something ancient. Now the court watches, the storm rises, and Elion’s curse threatens to consume them both. But as tension turns to heat, and duty turns to desire, Seraphina must decide: Is she falling for the man...or the monster? And when magic demands a price, will love be their salvation… or their ruin?

Cole Smith sat alone in his apartment. Relishing in his own sorrow. As he looked at the rankings of the MMO he had dedicated his entire life into playing. Although his entire life was only a sorrowful 23 years of age. It still meant a lot to him. He had spent 5 years playing the MMO ‘Arcadia’ a game built off the Arcadian engine, an incredible generation that formed an entire world through lines of code in mere weeks. And the world was manipulated as players advanced through it. Cole was a beta tester. Who had obtained a meek Paladin class. The Arcadian engine even had unique classes for every player. But Cole’s was probably the weakest in the game. Even as a tank. Yet he still fought. He made his way to the top ranks, even standing at number 1 for a time. Only to be struck down by a new age of battle mages, classes that were practically one man armies, who quickly flooded the ranks. Once the leaderboards changed, he wasn’t even in the top 10 anymore, and he received an email from the company that made Arcadia. Asking him if he wanted a second chance…only to wake up inside of the world of the game the next day.

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3 years ago, everything changed as gates decided to apper on earth. Society was catogarized to 3 main branshes; non-awakeners, active awakeners -hunters- and non-active awakeners. Kim Yujin was an awakener, but he couldn't bother to do all the sweaty work active ones are supposed to do. He already had a whole business to run after all... Which is the "Dungen Cafe". However, his days were not always exactly as what you would think how an unactive hunter's day would be...

I reincarnated as a dungeon boss… But I’m weaker than a slime, my mobs ignore me, and my overpowered waifu swings harder than my authority. All I wanted was to enjoy a beach-themed dungeon game with my favorite in-game hero (who I may or may not simp for). Next thing I know, I trip on a wire, hit my head, and wake up in the actual dungeon — with said waifu calling me "My Lord" and punching me in the face. Now I’m managing an under-leveled base with no mobs, broke as hell, and still doing pushups just to level up. Every raid is a disaster. My team includes: A yandere sword waifu who solos everything but won’t let me look at other women. A buff shirtless commander who flexes more than he fights. A slime who thinks it’s Gordon Ramsay .  A maid who secretly pities me but smiles politely. I’m supposed to be the boss… So why am I the one sweeping the floors?

Spies die in silence. Saints burn in light. Era might do both. After a lifetime of covert operations and moral compromises, Era hoped to spend her exile in quiet prayer at an English monastery. But when a corpse levitates during evening vespers and the sweet old nuns start collecting its blood like holy wine, she realises she’s stepped into something far older and far worse than sin. Soon, she’s in the custody of H.V.N, a shadowed agency that doesn’t serve any country, but answers directly to the gods. Plural. And they’re not happy. Because Era wasn’t meant to get involved. Now, she has two choices: execution… or servitude. Her only option is to survive the God's trials, prove herself useful, and perhaps earn a place in a pantheon-bound war where saints are spies and magic comes with contracts. But Era’s never played by anyone’s rules-least of all gods with agendas. And the deeper she falls into their tangled world of relics, prophecy, and judgment, the more she begins to suspect this wasn’t an accident at all. Maybe Era was never just an unlucky witness. Maybe she was the trigger.

He was once the heir to the most feared noble house in the kingdom — a family that ruled over magic in silence and secrecy. But grief turned him into something else. In his past life, blinded by sorrow and consumed by power, he lost everything: his mother, his sister, his father, his kingdom… all burned away by the darkness he embraced. And then — he woke up. Back in his ten-year-old body, days before the chain of tragedies begins, he now holds a second chance to rewrite fate. This time, he won’t fall. He's gonna make his way through enrolling in the royal magic academy , he begins a quiet rebellion against destiny — determined to protect the ones he loves, uncover the truth behind his mother’s death, and face the enemies that once destroyed him. But history has a cruel way of repeating itself… and not all mistakes can be undone.

Steven Blake was just an ordinary high school student with no outstanding talents—until one day, he awakened the Super Growth System, an all-powerful system embedded in his consciousness. With the system’s limitless potential, Steven rapidly masters academics, combat, business, and technology, rising from a struggling student to a multi-industry prodigy. From revolutionizing his family’s restaurant to dominating the world, Steven’s journey takes him to uncharted heights. Facing rival geniuses, corporate sabotage, and hidden enemies, he uses the system-enhanced ability, and his strong willpower and ambition to carve his own destiny. Steven is no longer just a student—he is a rising legend. The world may not be ready for him, but he is more than ready for the world. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

A historian named Rowan, reincarnates in a parallel world, which resembles everything from this earth, even the history itself. Rowan finds himself in the body of an abandoned heir who died of heart failure and wakes up in the year 1402 AD, in heart of the war torn and troubled Holy Roman Empire. He also find's difference between our earth and the parallel one is that there were Runic knights and a bit of Magic in this parallel world, and these Knight's could fight and decide a war's outcome single handedly sometimes. With his Rune System, watch him become the apex predator among the many Kings, Emperors, and Runic knights. Othertag's: #Noharem #OP Protagonist #No Yuri #No NTR #Axe Wielder #Kingmaker #Yes Cleavage A/N: Inspired by Real History and Kingdom Come Deliverance a RPG Game.

In a world where dungeon runners rise to fame by mastering their classes and conquering impossible threats, Alexander was never meant to be part of it. No class. No path. Just a quiet life. When a mysterious portal drags him into a hidden realm known as his Inner Path, Alexander unlocks a class no one has seen before: Beholder. There’s no fanfare. No guidance. Only eyes that see too much, and power that threatens to unravel his mind with every use. Now, trapped in an abyssal dungeon that reshapes itself around eldritch laws, Alexander must survive alone. But with each victory, his vision sharpens. His spells twist reality. And the deeper he goes, the more the world outside should start to worry. Because when he returns- They won’t be able to look away.

With the clashing might of steam and rune, who can discern the true patterns of reality? Shrouded in cosmic silence and ancient malevolence, who or what is the lurking entity that unravels existence? Waking up to a world fractured by incomprehensible forces, Elias Reed finds himself reborn as Alucent Luci in a steampunk-fantasy realm where he sees a society filled with steam engines, rune-forged automatons, arcane Runeforce, intricate Fate-Weaving, terrifying Void corruption, and fragmented echoes of a distant Earth. The Loom's song continues to echo, but the Void's silence has never gone far. Follow Alucent as he finds himself entangled with the very fabric of reality, battling conceptual horrors while slowly developing perilous powers from his unique Void Path and his connection to the Loom. Like the enigmatic "Loom's New Anchor" that binds his fate to cosmic truths, this is the legend of "Alucent Luci," the Ruinwright destined to fight for the coherence of all existence.

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'

Eldrath was once a continent of kingdoms and gods. Now, it is a graveyard. Centuries ago, the Hollow War shattered the world. It tore through empires, burned cities into ash, and left the skies haunted. Magic bled dry, the old bloodlines were broken, and twisted beasts now roam the wilds. Only scattered remnants of the old world remain—ruins, cursed blades, and hollow-eyed survivors clinging to their scars. In this world of wind and ghosts, a lone knight awakens—encased in black, crooked armor and with no name, no past, and no identity. He is soon found by a prophetess and her young ward—two wanderers burdened by visions of a dying future. She recruits him in order to reclaim the order back into Eldrath.He alone may hold the key to Eldrath’s blessing or...reckoning. The unknown man's journey across a horrifying and terribly beautiful world of Eldrath begins.

Synopsis: Matthew and Vinny were never meant to be good for each other. Once childhood friends, their bond shattered as they grew up, leaving behind resentment, jealousy, and an unspoken hunger for something neither could define. Vinny, charming and untouchable, hides his fear of real attachment behind manipulation and indifference. Matthew, cold and calculating, has learned never to trust—especially not the boy who once abandoned him. When a twisted plan sets them on a path of deception, betrayal, and undeniable attraction, the line between love and hate blurs. Vinny is supposed to be playing Matthew, making him fall only to break him apart. But as Matthew fights back with his own cruel games, the heat between them ignites into something neither can control. Toxic, passionate, and impossible to resist, they are each other’s greatest downfall. Because in a game where both are red flags, obsession is the only thing left standing.

He was never supposed to be here. Not again. Not watching her with that gaze. Not walking her halls like he still owned her. When Rhea Voss returns to her family's decaying estate after her mother's funeral, she’s ready to bury the past. But the past doesn’t stay dead—especially not when it looks like Lucien Vale. Tall. Dangerous. Untouchable. Lucien isn't just a ghost from her past—he's the man who taught her what it meant to want. To ache. To surrender. And now he's back, living under her roof, watching her every move with eyes that promise ruin. Rhea wants to hate him. She needs to love the man who sleeps in her bed—Adrian, safe and loyal. But every look from Lucien feels like a sin waiting to happen. The estate pulses with heat, memory, and secrets. And as Rhea loses herself between silken lies and stolen glances, one thing becomes clear: Lucien never left her. And this time, he’s not letting go. Desire has a price. And it starts with betrayal.

Erasmus was the son of an ordinary couple. They weren't that rich, but they had enough to eat and a comfortable bed to lie on. All in all , they were happy. Yet , their peaceful life was disrupted. Erasmus parents mysteriously disappeared one day. And the next moment, he was captured. He was locked up in a tower for ten years. Tortured and barely had anything to eat. But he was so done with all that's happening

In 190 AD, as the Han Empire fractures under the tyrannical rule of General Dong Zhuo, sixteen-year-old Zhao Ming stands at the crossroads of destiny in the strategic city of Changsha. Raised by his uncle, Military Commander Zhao Wei, after his parents' tragic death during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Ming has spent six years training as both warrior and scholar, preparing for a life of duty and honor. But when Ming's blood spatters onto his father's ancient jade pendant during a desperate battle with bandits, everything changes. The pendant—a dragon carving passed down through generations—awakens the Hall of Eternal Echoes, a supernatural system that connects him to the spirits of three legendary figures: Empress Lü, master of political intrigue; Zhang Liang, the virtuous strategist; and Hei Shan, the fierce protector whose survival instincts were forced upon Ming in a moment of mortal peril. As Ming navigates the treacherous waters of a collapsing empire, he must balance the competing demands of family loyalty and personal ambition. His uncle's protective love conflicts with Ming's growing desire to forge his own path, while two remarkable women complicate his heart: Fan Mei, a traditional noble beauty whose brother's heroic sacrifice bonds them in shared grief, and Mei Ying, a mysterious merchant's daughter whose hidden identity as a Lü Ying Clan operative makes her both invaluable ally and dangerous enigma. When corrupt officials force Ming into an impossible situation in the besieged city of Poyang, he must choose between the safety of imperial service and the perilous path of independence. With Yellow Turban remnants threatening innocent lives and political conspiracies unraveling around him, Ming discovers that the jade pendant's power comes with a price—and that the ancient spirits guiding him have their own unfinished business with the world of the living. Blood and Jade is an epic tale of coming-of-age in one of history's most turbulent periods, where supernatural guidance meets political reality, and a young man must decide whether to follow the path of duty or carve out his own destiny in a world where honor and survival often stand in deadly opposition. Set against the authentic backdrop of the Three Kingdoms period, this cultivation fantasy blends historical accuracy with supernatural elements, political intrigue with personal growth, and the weight of legacy with the promise of an uncertain but extraordinary future.

Alexander was the greatest tyrant in history. His cruel, brutal and vicious reign struck fear in his enemies and allies alike. But that all ended when he was betrayed by his own people and beheaded by his archrival. As Alexander's consciousness faded away all he could think of is all the faults he made, how he could have avoided them, how unlucky he had been, and his wrath and unwillingness to die at the hands of the man he hated most! But unexpectedly he was given not only the answers to these questions, but also a second chance to right all his many wrongs. The cover is not mine.

In a world where magic is a privilege reserved for the powerful, and gods wage silent wars behind the veil of creation, one orphan boy unknowingly holds the key to balance—or absolute ruin. Aren, a nameless worker scraping by in a merciless city, lives a life of quiet hunger and hardship. But a single act of kindness—giving away his only meal to a mysterious beggar—changes everything. In return, she offers him a ring… and with it, an ancient destiny buried for over two centuries. Transported to a battlefield between the God of Creation and the God of Rebirth, Aren finds himself caught in a divine power struggle. When their godly spells fail to harm him, and his instinctive magic wounds them both, a terrifying truth is revealed: He is the missing God of Destruction—the one prophesied to bring balance, feared for his strength, and destined to take the throne that rules even the gods themselves. Fleeing the divine war, Aren forms a quiet life in a forbidden forest, raising a lonely, abused boy who begins to call him “Dad.” But peace is fleeting. The gods will not forget. And when blood is spilled again, Aren must face the impossible choice: Embrace the throne and fight for the boy who gave him a reason to live… or walk away and lose everything. A powerful saga of magic, emotion, godhood, and sacrifice, Throne of Ruin is a gripping tale where bonds are forged in fire, and even destruction can choose to protect.

In the grand world of Nova, many different races exist such as elves, humans, dwarves and beastmen and through years of war, strife and competition the world has grown, becoming home to great empires and countries throughout the oceans and five continents. However, to the great creators the world has become stagnant and boring, ever since the calamity that was the Church of Light and their Holy White empire. Now the Dark God has created a new race after years upon years of dedicated effort. A species that is like none other and his hope for Nova’s future….Dungeon cores, beings that have the ability to reshape the very world itself, entering the domain of the gods. Join Frost a newly born first generation Dungeon core as he embarks upon his journey within Nova and carves out his place in the world. How will the world’s current denizens react to his birth? Will they be friends or foes? And most of all how the Light God react to this new addition to the world, will he accept them or seek to destroy them? This novel incorporates dungeon building and management but most of that won't fully take off until the later volumes when Frost has much more floors and money to play around with. This is not a solely dungeon story as the MC Frost will have to explore and interact with the world of Nova much like how an adventurer would and forewarning the story is slow. There's a lot of details and avenues which the story goes into, not simply battles, wars and action, it follows all aspects of Frost's life, his growth and interactions with Nova not only as a Dungeon core but also as a person.

She was the perfect wife, until betrayal turned her into his worst nightmare. Rose DeLuca had it all—beauty, brains, and a billionaire husband. But behind Lorenzo Mancini's charming smile hid secrets darker than the shadows of their mansion. When Rose discovers his lies, his affairs, and the blood on his hands, she vanishes—leaving the world to believe she’s dead. But the Rose that returns is nothing like the woman they buried. With a new name, powerful allies, and vengeance coursing through her veins, she’s not just back to haunt him—she’s back to destroy him. Between stock market wars, secret lovers, mafia ties, and a mysterious billionaire who’s falling for her fire, Rose must play the game like a queen. And this time, she won't be the one left in ruins

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Author here: Thanks for picking this work of mine but I should apologize because there will be no new chapter due to revising the chapters before I'll do mass release after I finished with revision. Harold Golden shrine lived his whole life as a weapon just to neutralize monsters and demons. After so many years of fighting, he finally found peace and comfort but not all the things were as he dreamed of...

Synopsis — The Warlord Bloodline System In a land once ruled by a unified empire, six kingdoms now stand divided — bound by the Blood Concord Treaty and the ancient practice of awakening bloodline power. Every conscripted youth is forced to undergo the Bloodline Ritual, forging a weapon from their lineage — a Bloodline Sword, ranked by purity and strength. Ramon, a forgotten orphan from the outer provinces of Valgerath, awakens with a lowly F-rank bloodline — the mark of insignificance. But deep within him stirs a buried legacy and an ancient force: the Warlord Bloodline System — a forbidden gift that allows him to refine his blood, surpass limits, and uncover the secrets of powers long lost. As Ramon endures harsh military trials and unravels truths long buried by history, he finds himself at the center of rising tensions between kingdoms. The treaty that once held the continent in balance begins to crack. And when Valgerath makes a sudden, calculated strike, the fragile peace collapses into full-scale war. Ramon must rise — not as a soldier defined by rank, but as a force the world thought extinct. One who will reshape the destiny of blood itself.

After losing his parents to an accident, Haruto is thrust into a state of depression. Realizing he never had the power to change things, he eventually took his own life. Before moving on, he’s selected by beings greater than his understanding to balance out a world suddenly facing peril. The world of Mordell, where demon-like creatures and beasts roam, and Guilds of ability users called Warlords are the force to combat these creatures. Armed with the power to change things, he has the choice. Continue living in despair or accept his second chance and become a true Warlord.

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.