Cell Roasts Hercule

Null never wanted excitement,fame or even riches and a quiet, comfortable life a woman to call his own then a family to go along But every one at the age of 16 at least that was the common age but even those younger would be sent to Military school reason being they would be sent to war a Planetary war the Domineer's a alien humanoid species's that were supernatural in all aspects and humankind were at war,humankind began to progress immensely because technology from the Domineer's was scavenged then replicated The war caused 70% of humankind to be killed,yet there was hope as apprence of abilities starting from a lone soldier in despair activated his METAGENE'S making this man the first Meta-Human. These abilities appeared when a human is put under immense trauma and there able to teach this ability and even improve it.The war lasted 70 years and a very fragile treaty was made. That was 80 year's ago.The first time humankind met the Domineer's was 2039 AD December 22 and and the war started in 2040 AD January 10.And the first war ended at year 2045 and it was not the last. And now the year is 2340 AD. (Author's note:It will include a system.)

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

Dans un monde où les Lycans et les loups-garous sont des ennemis jurés, Eve Valmont est une louve maudite par une prophétie et victime d'un coup monté. Trahie par sa propre meute et emprisonnée pendant des années, son destin prend une tournure plus sombre lorsqu'elle est offerte au roi Lycan, Hades Stavros - un souverain redouté pour ses conquêtes impitoyables et sa prouesse mortelle. Liée par une ancienne prophétie et hantée par les fantômes de son passé, Eve est maintenant à la merci de l'être qu'elle devrait le plus haïr et craindre - Le Main de la Mort lui-même. Hades, un roi façonné par le sang et la décadence de sa propre âme, déterminé à venger le massacre de sa famille et à débarrasser son peuple des loups-garous. Il croit qu'Eve est la clé de sa victoire. Pour lui, elle n'est qu'une arme prédite par la prophétie, un outil qu'il utilisera pour détruire les forces adverses menaçant sa meute. Pourtant, il se retrouve à désirer cette femme puissante mais brisée. Ce qui le fait questionner si elle est vraiment son arme ou celle destinée à défaire ses plans soigneusement élaborés.

What's the book about? It is about Demonic Cultivation!, If you cannot handle it, Please don't read it. Synopsis: When Song Wen killed the frail beggar who fought him over food and consumed his blood and soul, every cell in his body leaped with excitement. His spirit was exhilarated, and he realized then that his life would henceforth be filled with slaughter. For survival, for longevity, he would spare no effort, even if it meant creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood. --- BTW if you want to support me and read ahead by at least 50+ chapters, then join me on P.a.tr30n... the link is mentioned in the book cover image. Every chapter includes how far ahead we are on P-a-t-r-e-o-n so do check it out...

Ryu Tanaka, a pro gamer, rage-quits a buggy RPG only to wake up inside it after a freak power surge. He’s in Valdris, a world where the “System 2.0” is glitched to hell: kill a dragon, get a rusty spoon; cast a spell, summon a fart cloud. Worse, his class—“Glitch Knight”—comes with a sentient sword, Snarkfang, that roasts him mid-battle. Ryu’s stuck with a misfit party: a klepto healer, a berserker scared of blood, and a bard who only knows polka. Together, they exploit the bugs—crashing quests for loot, stacking debuffs into buffs—to overthrow the Admin King, a dev-turned-god patching the world to trap them. Victory means escaping back to Earth—or rewriting Valdris into their playground.

The inhabitants of Valriius summoned a group of students to fight back against an impending invasion. Heroes were chosen, destinies shaped. But Oxyquin was never meant to be there. A genius, popular, and well-rounded, sure—but in the grand design of fate, he was just another extra.Just a cog in the machine of the world. Until fate—or rather, a glitch in reality—decided otherwise. One moment, he was about to confess to the girl he liked. The next, he was swallowed by a cosmic accident, dragged into a world of summoned heroes, legendary powers, and an unforgiving hierarchy of strength. Unlike the chosen, Oxy wasn’t supposed to be transmigrated. He was a mistake. A mistake given the most forgettable ability: Power (C-class). A small enhancement. Nothing more. While others gained divine weapons, psychic powers, and legendary summons, he was barely acknowledged. Not mocked. Not ridiculed. Just ignored. From an extra to the extra of extras… until the day everything changed. A training accident. A fall off a cliff. An ancient dragon’s cave. He entered the cave as an Extra. He exited as the Dragon Spawn. With a new identity, better understanding of his power, and a dangerously playful streak, Oxy is ready to shake the world. The transmigrators think he’s some legendary warrior, the Hero fears him, and the forces of Valriius don’t know whether to worship or eliminate him. One thing’s for sure—Oxy is going to enjoy every second of this. Mc personality: Trolling. Master troller. Disclaimer: MC is a genius, but he won’t use his smarts in fights. Rather he prefers to muscle through, and save his few brain cells for trolling and pranks.

Taipei un lycéen de 17ans sans grande ambition, délaissé de ses camarades de classe, en presque échec scolaire. Personne ne l'attend chez lui, il passe la plupart de son temps à geeker et se nourrit principalement de nouilles instantanées. Un soir en rentrant chez lui, il tombe sur un vieux journal datant des années 40, le ramenant chez lui sans trop savoir pourquoi, Taipei commence à le feuilleter. Étrangement tous les articles concerne une même affaire, celle de la mort d'une jeune fille dans un lycée, SON lycée.

Have you ever wondered exactly how the start of Greek Mythology started? Well this will take you back to the beginning Primordial and how she started it all. For without her starting history there would be no Titans, no Muses, No Fates, and no Hercules. According to Greek Mythology there wouldn't even be an Earth so then none of the wonderful history that has happened nor any of the things we have. Come join me on the journey through history and what nobody knows!

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter — business mogul, top of her class, future queen of spreadsheets, and the only Summers twin with functioning brain cells. She's survived nineteen years sharing a womb, a mansion, and half of her DNA with Eva Summers — the human embodiment of bad decisions who once tried to roast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the entire estate on fire. So when their parents arranged one of them to marry Zeke Ford — the kingdom's most notorious heartbreaker — Ava took one for the team. She didn't flinch. She didn't panic. She blinked once... probably because she was three glasses of margaritas deep after Eva spiked her drink and slid a suspicious contract under her nose — a contract that would transfer all of Ava's businesses and birthright to Eva if she refused to marry Zeke. It was the first plan Eva ever pulled off successfully — and she regretted it the moment the Fords switched the grooms at the last minute. Instead of waking up legally bound to Zeke — the charming, half-witted flirt who collects women like decorative throw pillows — Ava finds herself married to Zach Ford — the cold, brooding, emotionally constipated twin brother who hasn't smiled since the dinosaurs went extinct. The Ford family hoped Eva's lively personality would drag Zach out of his miserable cave of grief and bad attitude after his fiancée's death. Too bad they accidentally married him to the kingdom's most neurotic control freak instead. Now Ava has a whole lifetime to survive a forced marriage to a man who communicates in glances, grunts, and the occasional eyebrow twitch, convince everyone she's madly in love with her new husband... And figure out how to legally murder her sister without ruining the family name. The plan was supposed to save the Summers' reputation. Not burn the whole kingdom to the ground. "With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I do." A laugh-out-loud enemies-to-lovers rom-com about one grumpy recluse, one reluctant perfectionist, and one contractual catastrophe that will either end in true love... Or arson with tax deductions.

"It felt like every cell of my body was purposefully made to one day defeat Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. I had every desire to be better than him. To be stronger, smarter and more loved. It was maddening; a desperate plea for survival. I was on the right track... That was until his eyes met mine and he looked at me the way he did. At that moment I felt like I would die." Connor Leandre Rennison and Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. Deputy Captain and Captain. Rugby Royalty and the son of the world's richest man. Fire and Ice. Sworn enemies from the first moment they laid sight on each other. Yet is that all they really are or is their hatred a cover for something more passionate. Something that could burn them both alive and leave them to be nothing but ashes. The third installment of the 'In Love series' by Matli_Unicorn. Check out Edward In Love and Ethan in Love to follow the 'Chernyshevsky-Coleman' family on their journey of love.

Living his ordinary life, Arrav was suddenly ripped from reality, thrown naked into an unfamiliar world where no one understood his words. Before he could react, he was cast into a pitch-black cell, stripped of time, dignity, and even his senses. He did not eat, drink, or sleep—yet he did not die. At first, he screamed, pounded the walls, begged for escape. But as the days blurred, even his emotions abandoned him. His mind teetered on the edge of insanity, whispers in the void gnawing at what was left of him. Then, after what felt like eternity, a sliver of light pierced the darkness. But was there anything left of Arrav to step into it?

In a world where the power rank and potential of an individual determines their social status, one could only hope for an ability with high potential. There were those who could not awaken an ability and they were called hollow beings. Rodiku, who happens to be an orphan, ended up as a hollow being. Due to how society treated him, he turned into a careless person as he gave up on life. He also never believed in the existence of gods, who according to history were the source of their abilities. He later discovers in school that he had a god in him all along. ' Huh! What do you mean by I'm too weak for your powers!?' ' Shut up mortal! Weakling, how did I end up with you. I have designed a mortal system to help you work your ass into shape.l ' ' I'm not following any stupid system of yours ' ' Then forget about my powers weakling ' I plead with readers to comment on every chapter. I really need your feedback and I'd really appreciate some votes as well.

Being re-birthed as a cell, Han Dong utilized the power of the Prison code and came into a parallel world where the Ancient Ones have awakened. A steam powered civilization, horrifying subspaces, the Ancient King of the Eternal Night and strange monsters lurking outside the city. The door of Destiny has been opened - Crusaders, Library, Control, Machinery and Mysticism would become the new growth system for human development. The hymn of Humanity is the song of courage! The brave and dauntless Knights Regiments, riding into the world ruled by the Ancient King to seize back the freedom that belongs to mankind.

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] [Reminder: Yuri, GL, Yandere, No NSFW, Only Wholesome Romance, Toxic Heroines, Slow Paced, Slow Romance, Slow Burn, Slow Harem.] "Damn it, why the hell am I the Villainess?" Petra, a human resources manager, just went through a painfully dumb breakup. To cope? She did what any sane woman would. Binge-read a guilty pleasure romance and smut novel series from her teenage years, only to realize that the heroines have brain-cell-deficiency. One way led to another, she wakes up as Verena D’Auvergne—a minor antagonist who turned out to be the ultimate villainess of the whole series after an incident. The very woman who stole all the love interests and died trying! "Forget the male leads, I have to make the heroines forgive me!" Can she, the ultimate villainess, capture the forgiveness of the very women she was meant to destroy? Or will the cursed System, and fate itself, force her to chase after love? _____________________ [Discord Server: https://discord.gg/aKkmfPUvCq] _____________________

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him. One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence. That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker. Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death. But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that. Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there. But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money. Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way. Because, well—there was an afterlife. And it was absolutely not what I wished for. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

In the salon, it was only the women who could tease the men; men were not to lay hands on the women. "Sis Li, this is our breast enhancement SPA service," he said. "By massaging the acupoints on the chest, the cell will grow, making your breasts even more proud and perky." "Mmm~ah~" "Sis Li, the breast enhancement SPA is finished; now it's time for your buttocks." young woman's low moans suddenly escalated, as if hitting a crescendo, her body tensed sharply! Her eyes widened, a brief stupefaction induced by extreme excitement! "Damn, she's done,"

(DON'T read it if you don't want to get depressed, lose some brain cells, be filled with rage and get satisfied.) I warned you. -- Rebecca finally broke off her loveless marriage of seven years with the wealthiest and most influential family in England, the Aldines.  Marrying Winston Aldine out of convenience and hope to one day love her is one of the regretful decisions she made when she was a naive young girl.  After three years of no contact with the Aldine family, she finally got the courage and power to take back her kids and pay back the Aldines for what they did to her for the past ten years, with the help of her past lover, Vanh Huxley. -- A story of a mother, daughter, and woman who ascended from the bottom to the summit of the pyramid.  --Excerpt-- "You're really cruel, aren't you?" She says in between her sobs. She then wipes her tears and takes a deep breath. "I have loved you enough, and..." she paused and intently looked him in the eyes. "I think I'm finally done this time. I'm done loving you, darling." He froze in his spot because he knows deep down that she's telling the truth; her eyes are always innocent and honest; that's why he chose her. (A/N: Want more? Read it now :) Don't forget to add it to your library, ok? xoxo)

Luna Grande n'aurait jamais pensé devoir retourner dans le monde dangereux de sa famille mafieuse. Mais lorsque sa soeur jumelle Sol a disparu, elle a été forcée d'endosser un rôle qu'elle n'a jamais désiré - remplacer sa soeur et épouser Dominick Phoenix, le cruel et dominateur Don de la dynastie mafieuse rivale des Phoenix. Dominick Phoenix est le Don nouvellement couronné de la dynastie mafieuse des Phoenix et fera tout pour conserver sa position. Mais lorsque Dominick a découvert que Luna n'était pas celle qu'il pensait, il a perdu le contrôle et est devenu fou à la recherche de sa soeur Sol. En effet, Sol possède quelque chose de précieux que Dominick désire ardemment.

Ryo Kisaragi just wanted to buy a new model kit on his 18th birthday. Instead, he found himself yanked into a brutal dieselpunk world where steel behemoths roam, empires clash, and war never sleeps. Equipped with the Ironclad System, a sarcastic, AI-driven guide that grants quests and rewards, Ryo must carve his path through a world of blood, oil, and revolution. Thrown into a battlefield with nothing but his wits, he soon learns that survival means adapting—and fast. With each victory, he earns blueprints for monstrous war machines, experimental weapons, and even enhancements for his own body. But the more he builds, the deeper he’s dragged into a conspiracy spanning nations, shadowy cabals, and beings beyond human comprehension. Steel, fire, and War, mystery, and a system that won’t stop roasting him—Ryo’s journey is anything but ordinary. Welcome to the Gearbound World.

Lucas Arthur was nothing more than a weak and struggling C-rank hunter, barely getting by in a world where power dictated everything. Forced to participate in a risky raid in a Class B cell, he found himself abandoned by his comrades when a deadly ambush left one of them, Andre, mortally wounded. As Lucas stood beside his dying comrade, the impossible happened. A glowing blue screen appeared in front of him. [Congratulations! You have earned the unique skill: “System Maker (SSS Rank)”] Before he could realize the absurdity of it, another prompt followed. [You have met the requirements to grant Andre the System: Evolutionary System] Driven by instinct, Lucas agreed and watched in shock as Andre's wounds healed, his strength rose, and his eyes shone with new power. Then, with unwavering loyalty, he spoke: *“Your orders, sir?”* It was then that Lucas realized he had the power to create systems for the Hunters, growing stronger with each follower. Each follower and each hunter Lucas gave a system that could evolve and increase in level and power But as Lucas grants more systems, powerful enemies take notice—ones who would do anything to control or destroy a System Maker With every hunter he empowers, Lucas steps closer to becoming an existence that defies the very rules of this world.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Jo has spent her life surviving on the streets, invisible among the hungry and desperate. She is a shadow in the city, quick fingers and quicker feet keeping her alive in a world that does not care whether she lives or dies. But one mistake—one stolen purse, one misplaced step—changes everything. Dragged before the Emperor’s mother, Jo expects punishment, perhaps even execution. Instead, she is taken to the Red Keep, not as a prisoner in chains, but as something far more valuable. The empire is built on fire and blood, and the Mother has plans for Jo—plans that involve silken chambers instead of cells, gowns instead of rags, and a fate far worse than death. Because in the empire, power is passed through bloodlines, and an heir born with the right lineage is worth more than gold. Now, Jo must navigate a court where she is both pawn and prisoner, where her body is no longer her own, and where love is just another tool of control. With enemies at every turn and a future she never chose looming ahead, Jo must decide—will she submit to the cage built around her, or will she become something more dangerous than they ever imagined? Because even birds in golden cages can learn how to bite.

Growing up playing basketball she loved the sport as her family was renowned for being dominant in the women's street ball futuristic professional women's nba. With her having access to her System Suzy she was able to fight her sickness symptoms of her Sickle cell. That kept her from being able to play alot of games. but being granted as second chance she now knows that she not only has 1 threat but one that threatens not only her well being but of those she love. Will Yang be able to stop it this time while she also tries to get back her love ones as she's not the only one to be brought back to the past.

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Wang Haoran transmigrated into a parallel world of urban-genre novels and became a rich second-generation son. As a fated Villain, in the near future, the Protagonist will seize his beloved girlfriend and tens of billions of his family’s property. Fortunately, the plot has yet to begin… ---------------------------------------------------------- [Power Stones and Golden tickets are massively appreciated. I want this novel to be read by many people. And stones and Tickets will help a lot for that cause. Also **Every 50 Power stones=1 extra chapter** **Every golden ticket= 1 extra chapter** The release schedule will be 1 chapter every 2 days, after I finish the 1st 40 chapters that I have finished roughly. Thank you! TL note: This is a novel that goes against the routine. Are you tired of the same brain dead protagonists who salivates after the heroine like they are hungry dogs. Protagonists whom after you read about, you are losing brain cells? Characters that you angry af?? You want a somewhat sensible villain type protagonist that actually is not dumb, and can use common sense? Then this novel is somewhat for you. It should click most of the things that you want. This novel had a lot of translators, but none of them completely finished it. I read the whole thing and I am kind of satisfied with this novel. So I wanted to give other readers the same satisfaction. Major shout out to my predecessors. Especially Demonic TL(Formally known as devil heart translations). I hope you will give this a chance. I will keep trying to translate this. it may take some time as this is a solo job. So, thank you for your patience!

Note to Readers: Please bear with me until Chapter 11—trust me, the real chaos (and hilarity) is just about to begin! Synopsis: When I woke up inside Eternal Dominion Online, I expected overpowered skills, legendary loot, and maybe even a harem. Instead, I got a talking System with an attitude problem and a stick as my starting weapon. Meet S.A.S. (Sarcastic Assistance System)—a passive-aggressive, trash-talking AI that’s supposed to help me level up. Except it spends more time roasting my life choices than giving useful advice. Every time I try to act like a hero, it hits me with "Wow, that was embarrassing." Now, I have to navigate this game world, fight monsters, and somehow survive despite my own System constantly bullying me. But with ridiculous side quests like "Slap the King" (no reward, just for fun) and NPCs who actively doubt my existence, even reaching Level 10 might be impossible. Can I rise to power, defeat the Demon Lord, and finally earn my System’s respect? …Probably not. But at least I’ll die laughing.

"Any who don the title of 'king' or anything of the sort in my presence is nothing more than an ignorant fool. This is my land and I shall be reclaiming it soon. I am Cacophony, the Vampire Empress!" As those words left her lips, every cell in my body reacted. It was unreal—no, it was otherworldly. Her beauty, her power, and her overwhelming arrogance. It might've been then that I realized that my normal life had ended. How did it come to this? Ah, it was curiosity. Yes, a deathly curiosity brought me to that graveyard that day. It was there that I stumbled upon her coffin. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing then, and even now I have no idea what possessed me to touch it—that single moment changed the course of history for the entire world. I found myself delving into a completely unknown world. Should I regret it? Maybe. But the truth is, I don't. Exploring the world’s hidden secrets, forging unexpected bonds, and living alongside the revived empress—it’s exciting. "Even if it's wrong, I think I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

Once a feared criminal, now a forgotten prisoner. Yooji had resigned himself to rotting in his solitary cell, watching time slip away. But when Kamakura descends into chaos—four rival gangs turning the city into a warzone—the police turn to an unlikely savior. Chief Kurata, desperate and ruthless, offers Yooji a deal: freedom in exchange for blood. No laws. No consequences. Just one goal—erase the filth polluting the city. But there’s a catch. Kurata isn’t just a cop. He’s a man with nothing left to lose. And when Yooji challenges his resolve, he learns just how far Kurata is willing to go. Now, with the weight of a dying city on his shoulders, Yooji must make a choice—step into the fire, or return to the shadows. Either way, the bodies will pile up. The only question is: whose?

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

In a world where a sudden change in the orbits within the Milky Way, magnetism shifts, granting powers to many and even greater powers to few. However, humanity is no longer alone...

Andromache was cursed to roam around the Earth for as long as she knew. She killed her master's wife, Sicily, because of jealousy. Sicily was her master's sun while she was the moon, guiding him from the shadows. She was tired and so she slept. Years later, she will be waken up by a man who's shining so bright. "It seems the lady forgot" he says. "I am Cell, I was created to guide you to your death."