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Kraven The Hunter Abilities

A HUNTER KARMA

--- A HUNTER KARMA By 11spartan_star --- The Origin of Karma In his first life, Jimmy Martin was a fearless Jamaican hunter, renowned across his land for his unmatched skill in tracking and killing the most dangerous animals. His pride in his abilities grew over the years, but so did the trail of blood he left behind. He hunted without mercy, believing himself to be untouchable. That belief ended the day his life was taken—struck down by the combined attack of a bear and a honey badger. But Jimmy’s story did not end with death. In the void between life and the afterlife, he encountered a mysterious god. The god’s voice echoed coldly in the darkness: > “In your past life, you took lives for sport. Now, every life will hunt you in return. This… is your karma.” Jimmy was reborn in a savage, untamed world—not as a man, but as the very animal that contributed to his death: a honey badger. His human identity stripped away, his new name became Karma. --- The Curse of Karma As punishment, Karma was bound to an unbreakable curse: Every human he meets will instinctively try to kill him. Even the kind-hearted cannot resist the primal urge to hunt him. To humans, Karma is nothing more than a demon beast that must be destroyed. But beasts, monsters, and the wild see him differently. Some fear him. Others respect him. A few may even follow him. Karma now walks a brutal path where he is no longer the hunter—but the hunted. --- The Demon’s Bargain During his desperate struggle for survival, Karma encounters a dying demon god. The demon makes him a forbidden offer: > “Drink my blood. Eat my flesh. Devour my five hearts. Fulfill two of my dying wishes… And I shall grant you power… and perhaps, the chance to free yourself.” The demon promises Karma strength beyond imagination. But in exchange, Karma must: Consume the demon’s blood, flesh, and five hearts. Fulfill two dangerous wishes that the demon could not complete before his death. Whether Karma accepts this power or finds another way is a choice that will shape his fate—and possibly the fate of the entire world. --- Core Themes of the Story Survival: Karma has no system, no stats, no cheats—only raw instinct, pain, and brutal experience. Revenge and Redemption: Can Karma break the cycle of violence he once embraced? Fate vs. Free Will: Is Karma forever trapped by the curse, or can he forge his own destiny? Beast vs. Humanity: Will Karma lose his human soul and fully become the beast he now is? --- The Legend Begins… Jimmy Martin was once the hunter. Karma is now the hunted. His fight for survival begins now. ---
11spartan_star · 1.1K Views

Hunter of the Evernight

Alex, a special operative on Earth who died during a mission, finds himself transmigrated with the identity of an investigative journalist as an agent of a mysterious entity with a simple mission. With the promise that he would be reunited with his family once he was done, Alex accepts the offer and becomes an agent of darkness in a new world teeming with steam-powered machinery and something more... The supernatural. In this new world, he will have to navigate his way through crazy witches, bloodthirsty monsters, religious fanatics, and fallen angels while slowly making his way toward his end goal... Returning to the family he left behind. A journalist by day and a hunter by night, this is the story of the Hunter of Evernight. *** Release rate- 1chap/day ( can increase to 2 if I'm free enough. However, daily updates are assured ) Chapter length: 1k-2k *** Additional tags: #Steampunk, #Lovecraftian elements, #Lowkey MC, #Neutral MC, #Smart MC, #Vampires, #Werewolf, #Cunning MC, #Dragons, #Secret organization, #Cults, #Angels, #Demons, #Evil gods, #Adventure, #Supernatural, #strongactingweak, #misunderstanding, #Horror, #Psychological, #rarebloodline, #Witches, #magitech, #darkfantasy, #monsters, #spirits, #curses, #firearms, #kingdoms, #action, #industrialization, #mysterysolving, #religions, #evil religions, #zombies, #ghosts, #Lost Civilizations, #European ambiance, #Artifacts, #Determined Protagonist, #Misunderstandings, #Monsters, #Hiding True Identity, #Nobles, #Souls, #Special Abilities, #Manipulative Characters, #Sentient Objects, #Hidden Abilities, #Transformation Ability, #Godly Powers, #Gore, #Detectives, #Familial Love, #Schemes And Conspiracies. *** Might seem slow in the beginning chapters but please read at least 50 chapters before deciding if this is for you. Alternative titles; Hunter of Evernight, Evernight Hunter, Night Hunter.
_DreamWeaver · 1.2M Views

THE HUNTER .

After graduating, she expected normal. A job. Blazers. Heels. Maybe someone kind to share Sunday mornings and stupid inside jokes. She wanted quiet. Predictable. Not this. Never this. But fate packed its bags and vanished. Because the moment she met him- Her world cracked like a ribcage, And something feral crawled out. She doesn't know his name. Doesn't know where he came from. Only that when their eyes met across the wreckage- She lost her breath. Her grip. Her goddamn mind. He isn't someone you crush on. He's the kind you survive. He doesn't flirt. He doesn't smile. He doesn't chase. But when he looks at you- You run. Or you fall. There's no in-between. And she? She fell. Hard. Fast. Wrong. Because this isn't romance. It's war. A war between peace and the storm that wears a man's face. Where secrets are bullets, the battlefield is a bed, And the only rule is: Don't ask what he's hiding. But secrets don't stay buried- Not when they whisper your name like sin. Not when they leave bruises and paint your soul in portraits you don't remember posing for. She thinks she's smart. She thinks she knows danger. But the truth? Danger saw her first. Years ago. And it never looked away. --- > "You shouldn't fall in love with strangers." "Who said I had a choice?" --- The Hunter isn't a love story. It's a descent. Into obsession. Into madness. Into the kind of passion that doesn't knock- It breaks the door down and sets the house on fire. This is what happens when a girl meets her end. And it smiles. And waits. --- Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE
bambytheauthor · 4.3K Views

Ability unlock: I can copy and evolve abilities endlessy

Zack was a well-known genius among his peers and friends, he was a rising star in the academy and everyone was certain he had a bright future ahead of him but everything thing takes a different turn during the awakening day. During the awakening process he is shocked beyond belief to know that he could not his awaken his ability and things take a turn for the worst as the people he called friends showed their true colors and turned their backs on him when he sought to seek comfort and words of encouragement from them. And as Zack tends to leave the academy grounds after the failed awakening and his friends revealing their true nature, then disaster strikes as a spatial crack of the Blue class appears releasing a wave monsters who begin wreaking havoc and chaos everywhere and it becomes a fight for survival as Zack tries to survive the onslaught of this creatures. In his effort of protecting himself and a group of kids from one of these salvage creatures, he is seriously injured by the creature and feels death creeping on him slowly like a stalking predator, he watched helplessly as the creature closed in on him and having so many regrets of not been able to become an abilitan just like he had always dreamed of. Gathering his last strength to lift his hand as he grips a pendent, he wore with his bloodied hand and tears streaming down his cheeks as he waits for death, but fate wasn’t about to give up on him just yet Griping the pendent with his bloodied hand, then a notification sounded in his head out of nowhere. [Ding] [Host has successfully awakened the Ability copying system] “huh! What’s going on?” Zack’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the holographic screen floating before him. [Host has bonded with the system and you have unlocked your abilities: All Elemental Manipulation and Ability copy] [Host can now copy and evolve abilities endlessly] From that very day on his dream of becoming an abilitan is revived, aided with a system and a heavenly defying ability he sets foot on the part of an abilitan as he takes on adventure and exploration of this vast world filled with breath-taking landscapes, beasts, monsters and opportunities everywhere. And also exploring the worlds and realms which lay beyond the gates and portals as he makes friends along the way and coming in terms with the trials and test of becoming the strongest as he goes against all odds to get to the top.
Jacksmart · 645 Views

The Witch Hunter System

Dual cultivation isn't a choice; it's a necessity. After being struck by a truck like most lucky protagonists (or unlucky ones), Vaan found himself transmigrated into the body of an orphan in the world of witches and demons. However, they didn't always exist. Demons terrorized the world ever since the Gehenna Realm descended over 300 years ago. but along with them, came mana, giving birth to witches to combat these demons. Since then, the world of men was dominated by witches, establishing the seven witch kingdoms, which safeguards at the forefront of the demon invasion. In order to survive in the matriarchal society of the witch kingdoms, Vaan, like all other men who cannot use magic, had to learn how to service the witches to survive. Nevertheless, it did not come without its own benefits. Years of research have led the world to the discovery of intimacy between men and women could increase the witches' mana absorption. But at the same time, men could absorb some of this mana to improve their physique and lifespan. Thus, since then, an intricate relationship was formed between men and witches in the red-light districts. Love became casual, and dual cultivation is common. As a prodigy in the art of pleasing women, Vaan lived a smooth two years since his transmigration as an orphan. However, everything came crashing down in a heartbeat one day when his life was nearly taken, and Lady Eniwse whom he served went berserk. Even so, that was not the end. With the awakening of the Witch Hunter System, watch how Vaan takes on the world and becomes the lord of witches. ===== Genre: [Mature Content] [R-18] [Smut] [Magic] [Witches] [Demons] [Spirits] [Dragons] [Beasts] [Reincarnation] [Adventure] [Action] [Mystery] [Academy] [Weak-to-Strong] [Scheming MC] [Harem] [System] [Servants] [Slaves] [Smart MC] [Alchemy] [Forging] [Misunderstandings] [Game Elements] [Kingdom-Building] [Overpowered MC] ===== Note: Contains lemons. Hunting witches does not necessarily imply killing witches, if you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ===== Feel free to join the discord for novel discussion or grab the novel update role to be notified as soon as new chapters are released in the link below; https://discord.gg/9SUWMPZ ===== My other novels; First novel: Prime Originator (Shared Universe) Second novel: I am a Notorious Boss in the Alternate World (Shared Universe) =====
Pointbreak · 7.2M Views

KRAVEN CHRONICLES

MYTHS, LEGENDS, CHRONICLES AND TALES OF WAR: They whisper from the scorched earth and the drowned depths, etched on crumbling steel and sung in the funeral of forgotten peoples. Some true, some false, spun from fear and the fading memory of glory. But one truth bleeds through them all, a crimson thread in the tapestry of ruin: BLOODSHED, PAIN, SUFFERING. The rot began not in mortal hearts, but in the heavens themselves. GREED, a serpent coiling around divine thrones. JEALOUSY, a poison in ambrosial cups. SPITE, a dagger plunged by brother into brother. UNCHECKED EGOS that scraped the vault of stars. UNTAMED RAGE that cracked the foundations of the world. I saw it unfold, this symphony of annihilation. While the OLYMPIANS, thunderbolts like wrathful serpents, clashed against the NORSE GODS whose axes sang the doom-song of Yggdrasil, the very Tree groaning under their fury... Below, the ATLANTEANS, masters of crystal and crushing tide, and the celestial SHENS, weavers of elemental harmony, tore at each other’s throats in a BLOODLUST for dominion over realms mortals could scarce comprehend. And then, the venomous strike: the ORISHAS, their brilliance dimmed by envy for the opulent DEVAS and graceful DEVIS, whispering secrets to the shadows. They forged an unholy compact with the cunning, myriad-faced YOKAIS, turning their combined might not outward, but inward, to rend the very empire they coveted. A betrayal that drowned golden spires in the divine river of ichor. All the carnage. All the destruction. Wrought before my very eyes. The horror was not merely in the scale, but in the instrument. The HEKA. My creations. Forged not in malice, but for advancement; tools to sculpt mountains, to calm storms, to heal wounds that rent the sky. Tempered for justice; blades meant to sever chains of oppression, shields to guard the innocent and lowly. Conceived in peace, instruments to bridge gaps between realms, to weave understanding where only suspicion grew. Yet, grasped by hands steeped in greed, they became engines of torment. The HEKA that could mend bones sundered souls.Weapons that could summon light ignited funeral pyres for continents. That could command the seas drowned civilizations. Each glorious purpose twisted, inverted, used to INFLICT PAIN and CAUSE GRIEF on a scale that scarred the cosmos. I, HOGREGORON, the Maker, watched. Helpless, filled with regrets. My forge-fire cooled to chambers of shame. When the dust settled, eons later, it was not dust, but the ASHES OF GODS. The thunder fell silent. The axes lay shattered. The crystal cities were glass tombs on ocean floors. The celestial harmonies were discordant echoes. The vibrant courts of Devas and Orishas were silent sepulchers. No triumphant paeans echoed. No victors raised banners on the scorched and sundered earth. Only silence, thick and suffocating, broken by the mournful wind whistling through the skeletal remains of Yggdrasil, through the broken columns of Olympus, through the drowned halls of Atlantis. NO WINNERS. NONE VICTORIOUS. I stood alone. HOGREGORON. The Last. The Remnant. Upon a plain that stretched into desolation, where once vibrant realms had pulsed with divine energy, now only CHAOS reigned; a landscape twisted by final, cataclysmic magics, raw and weeping. No survivors.
KLEOS01 · 7K Views
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