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From being a sex slave to the mafia lord’s favourite, follow the story of Mina Angel, from being a sassy girl to the mafia lord princess. Aaron Vertercio, the mafia Lord took a liking to Mina, he’d do anything for Mina to be his sex slave, even if he had to make Mina and her sick mom homeless and suffer. “What, I woke up like this” Mina said. “ Go back and change princess!” Aaron growled “ Why?” Aaron walked towards her, the aura was enough to send a shiver down someone's spine Mina was slammed against the wall, and Aaron locked her in his arms “Remember this, you are mine and mine alone”. You can follow me on Discord; _Mckenzie_

Due to the sudden opening of dimensional gates, massive earthquakes tore through the Earth. A deep, unearthly sound cracked across the sky — as if the world itself had been struck by a sledgehammer. The stars flickered, then vanished behind creeping waves of ash and violet light. But inside a secluded estate tucked behind electronic gates and manicured hedges, the world still slept. Ryan stirred beneath the sheets, tangled in warmth. Jane Blackwood lay beside him, her breath calm and even. For a fleeting moment, the illusion held. Then— Bang! Bang! Bang! “Ryan!” Maggi’s voice, sharp with panic. A second slam, louder. “Open the door! Now!” Ryan groaned, still half-dreaming. “What the hell’s going on…” He slid out of bed, eyes heavy, limbs slow. When he opened the door, Eleanor nearly collapsed into him. Her hands were streaked with blood, her eyes wild. “They’re here,” she whispered, “They’re here,” she whispered. “The sky cracked open and the Dimensional gate from… Monsters are pouring out as they are tearing apart humans — Ryan, this isn’t a dream. This is real. It’s happening.” He turned, pulse hammering. “Get dressed. We’re leaving for the bunkers.” Outside, the world had ended. And the dead had begun to rise. He reached for his clothes, yanking on a shirt. But just as he stepped toward the hallway. The ceiling of the household collapses on their bodies and they died instantly but the pendant given to him by his mother started flickering and next second, In the world unlike Earth, Ryan instantly opens eyes with a gasp and when he sees himself in the mirror. He got reincarnated in another world. Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Thank you !.

Nael staggered backward, his shoulder hitting the stone wall, breath stuttering as a wave of unbearable heat crashed through him. “No,” he whispered, clutching his chest. “Not now—” Lucius stood across the room, his coat tossed aside, shirt undone at the collar. His scent—sharp cedar, iron, and cold fire—flooded the chamber like a storm. It curled around Nael’s skin, invasive, choking, deliberate. “I told them not to give you suppressants,” Lucius said, voice low. “You were never meant to deny the bond. Look at you—your body’s unraveling.” “You… you did this?” Nael gasped, knees buckling. His omega core throbbed painfully, molten heat pooling in his stomach. “You spiked the air—” “I gave your body what it needed,” Lucius said evenly, stepping closer. “You can’t fight this forever. You’re mine. You’ve always been—” “Don’t,” Nael choked, nails digging into the wall. His vision swam. The bond mark on his neck flared red, spiraling out of control. Lucius reached for him. Nael screamed. The door slammed open. A blast of wild wind and storm scent filled the room like a second rupture in the world. Kyren stood there, hair unbound, gold eyes burning like the edge of the moon. “You bastard.” Lucius barely had time to turn before Kyren was on him, a snarl ripping from his throat. Fists collided with flesh, and a bone cracked. “You forced him!” Kyren roared, slamming Lucius into the wall. “You pushed him into heat—you knew he wasn’t ready!” “I was claiming what’s mine!” Lucius spat blood on his lip. “He’s not yours. He’s his own.” Nael collapsed just as Kyren’s fist drove into Lucius’s stomach. Everything went white. He didn’t feel himself hit the floor. He didn’t hear Kyren’s panicked voice shouting his name, didn’t see the bond sparks flicker wildly across his collarbones. The only thing he felt was heat—and then nothing at all. Darkness, soft, and absolute. ………. "You don’t belong here," they told him. But the moon had other plans. Nero is done with life. Abused, forgotten, and hollow, his final act is one of selflessness—until death pulls him into a world of wolves, war, and prophecy. Fate bound his soul to two alphas. But in a world where power means ownership, will love set him free—or destroy him? Nero thought death would be the end. Instead, it became a second chance... in the body of Nael, a hated, cursed omega in a ruthless werewolf realm. With his Earth memories intact and a new identity carved in blood and prophecy, Nero must survive a world of dominance, mating rituals, and ancient magic. But his new body comes with complications: a fated bond with two powerful alphas. Lucius—cold, possessive, and hiding a terrifying secret. Kyren—brutal yet protective, and determined to uncover the soul behind the eyes. As Nero’s life spirals out of control and an ancient curse awakens, he must untangle the truth behind Nael’s past, the dark forces hunting him, and the twisted fate tying all three of them together. He came from a world that broke him. Now, he must decide if this one is worth fighting for.

After a scandal cost him his job, the entire city turned its back on him. Doors slammed shut, companies refused to even look his way, and his name became a curse whispered in office halls. With nowhere left to go and no dignity to cling to, Venzel returned to his quiet village, ready to rot—or at least grow potatoes. But fate had other plans. There, in the dirt and dust of defeat… he awakened a golden finger! Now the question is: Will Venzel use it to rise to the heavens— or to smack down every smug bastard who ever looked down on him?

[ WARNING: Mature Content ] Noah Sullivan, a cheerful yet cold beauty of the business world was drugged and was forced to sleep with someone, on top of that that someone was a man. Opening his eyes he found out that the person he spend a night with is no other than his business partner, Ethan Caldwell. Seeing his partner's beautiful face only thing that came out of his mouth was "Oh!! I'm done for!!" "What!!?" Now the cold business partner he had now has changed into clingy husband. Would fate let this be?

She had spent more than 10 years of her life working hard to make her dream of opening her very own restaurant, only to die on the die of the opening. How tragic can her life be?! When she opened her eyes again to see she was reborn into the body of a little girl, she thought she had thought the heavens felt pity for her unfortunate life, but it turns out their pity was so humiliating. Why did she have to be reincarnated as the unloved false daughter of a lecherous king destined to die in a foreign land? No, she has to escape to change her fate! But how can she ever escape from the heavily guarded cold palace?

Jean wakes up in a vast, endless field surrounded by strangers—none of them know how they got there, and no matter where they go, they always end up back at the black door in the center. The door leads to a series of deadly trials, each one more twisted than the last. With every challenge he overcomes, Jean grows stronger—but the power he gains begins to strip away his emotions, memories, and humanity. Trapped in a world where survival demands sacrifice, Jean must decide how much of himself he's willing to lose to escape. Jean's cursed to evolve like a monster but loses his humanity with each fight.

In the endless void, a soul drifts, unlike most. It clings to its memories, shielding them from the universe's corrosive flow, bound by an unyielding vow whispered from the depths of its consciousness. This soul is drawn to a world teeming with life, yet cursed by the shadow of a relentless war. A conflict that born from the decisions and ambitions of powerful beings. Soul awakens to a new life in this very world, thrust into the heart of the chaos. With its first breath, the crushing weight of powerlessness and despair slams into it. This is the story of a journey forged from nothing, a slow climb to the peak, fueled by a vow that refuses to be forgotten and a wrath that will break the destiny.

He opened his eyes and found himself back in 2010, as an Arsenal youth player on the verge of being eliminated. Fortunately, he had a proficiency panel to rely on. From 【Strength lv1】 to the earth-shattering 【Muscle Maniac lv5】; From 【Running lv1】 to the absolutely overwhelming 【Lightning Speed lv5】; From 【Long Shot lv1】 to the brutal 【Tomahawk Cannon lv5】! In this era of shining stars, where Messi and Ronaldo were about to become the absolute best, he joined hands with Professor Wenger, destined to write a new footballing legend. Years later, when he looked back, he found that he had grinded his way to a full-fledged, peerless, and glorious Grand Slam! He was known as – The Football God!

"A contracted marriage might be the real key this time, Dear father-in-law." I whispered into his ears with a smirk while he suddenly moved me to his front and slammed his lips on mine. My eyes widened in shock as I contemplated if that was a yes. Forced into an arranged marriage, Paula never expected to actually fall in love but then experienced the greatest betrayal of her life by one of the two people she trusted the most. Pregnant, broken and murdered, she swore revenge and pleaded for a second chance at life. This time she was going to hit them where it hurts and it was going to begin with her ex-mate's father or so she thought.

He lived for the thrill, not the win. One reckless dunk, one blackout mid-air, and suddenly—he’s dead. Or close enough. Now trapped in a body that isn’t his, in a world that feels almost right but isn’t, he’s got a glitchy system in his head and a second shot at greatness. But this time, every play comes with a cost—and the scoreboard isn’t just tracking points

*I just wanted to run a café... not fight monsters in dungeons...* An office worker quits her job and opens a café, but things take an unexpected turn when there turns out to be a dungeon underneath it! Or when she awakens. Or somehow survives an S-rank dungeon. Despite awakening, she's still set on opening her café and running it peacefully. But why does she keep getting dragged into these tragedies?! And why are the S-rankers suddenly so interested in her?!

Check out my other books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?

The Island That Sees Through You *Genre: Supernatural Horror, Psychological Thriller, Travel Mystery* *Setting: Ubud, Bali – Summer of 2023* What if paradise sees your soul—and doesn’t let go? I never believed in ghosts. Not seriously. Not until the summer of 2023, when burnout from my tech job in Singapore led me to book a last-minute solo retreat to Bali. The plan was simple: unplug, heal, reset. But the island had other plans. What began as a peaceful vacation in a secluded villa outside Ubud quickly spiraled into a spiritual descent I couldn’t escape from. The villa was perfect—too perfect. Traditional Balinese design, surrounded by rice paddies, misty mornings, and ancient temples nearby. Every doorway adorned with daily offerings. Every night serenaded by distant gamelan music. For the first few days, I embraced it all. Meditation, yoga, local food, temple visits. Then came the dreams. A temple I hadn’t seen. A woman in white with her face half-covered in hair. A stare that pierced through the veil of sleep and left me frozen with fear. Whispers in a language I didn’t speak. Night after night, her presence grew stronger—until she crossed the threshold from dream into reality. Mirrors fogged on their own. Statues turned. Shadows moved in corners untouched by light. And always, the smell of frangipani before something happened. The villa, once tranquil, felt like a mouth slowly closing around me. Every inch of the house watched. Every offering seemed like a warning I was too late to understand. Locals avoided my gaze. Strangers placed offerings outside my room without a word. I visited a *balian*—a traditional Balinese healer—who told me, “You opened something. It saw you. Now it follows.” I wanted to laugh. But I couldn’t. Because deep down, I knew it was true. The woman wasn't a ghost in the Western sense. She was something older. A *penunggu*—a watcher bound to the land, awakened by disrespect or recognition. And I had done both. Through rituals, cryptic warnings, and a wooden idol with no eyes, I tried to make sense of the unraveling horror. I was told to let her "finish looking." But what does that mean when what she sees is you—your regrets, your secrets, your soul? This isn’t just a ghost story. It’s about the cost of being seen by something beyond comprehension. It’s about sacred land, and what happens when a tourist treats spirit like spectacle. It’s about the third eye opening not through meditation, but through fear. The island gave me what I didn’t ask for. And now, even after leaving Bali, the dreams haven’t stopped. If you’ve ever felt something watching you just out of view\... if you’ve ever visited a sacred place and felt *changed* afterward... you might understand. You might have opened a door, too. **“The Island That Sees Through You”** is a supernatural travel-horror novella written in a deeply immersive, personal style. A cross between *The Haunting of Hill House* and *Eat Pray Die*, this story takes readers on a slow-burn psychological descent through mysticism, madness, and a truth you cannot unsee. Welcome to Bali. She sees you now.

After waking up impaled on a battlefield with someone else’s memories flooding his mind, a man realizes he's been transported into a new body—and a new world—where survival is anything but guaranteed.

Riku Arata was your average overworked high school student—until he died in a tragic convenience store accident involving a truck and limited-edition Pocky. He wakes up in a new world as Richter von Eldegrast, a demon prince fated to be the final boss in an epic fantasy tale. The problem? He has zero interest in world domination, magical duels, or evil plots. His dream now? To open a cozy café and serve the perfect cappuccino. But escaping fate isn’t so easy. The elite magic academy thinks he’s plotting something dark. The Hero is his classmate and wants answers. His demon butler keeps handing him assassination plans. And the princess he’s destined to betray? She’s… oddly supportive? Armed with coffee beans, charm, and a refusal to be evil, Richter sets out to brew peace one cup at a time. But when fate keeps trying to drag him back into the villain role, can he still protect the café life he’s brewing?

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags

Some doors are better left unopened... When Elinea accepts a quiet housekeeping job in a distant mansion, she expects peace. But the mirrors don’t reflect right. The hallways shift. And behind a locked door in the east wing... something is waiting. A boy no one sees. A whisper only she can hear. As Elinea begins to uncover the mansion’s chilling past, she realizes that some secrets were never meant to be found—and opening the wrong door might cost her everything. A slow-burn suspense drama full of emotion, mystery, and quiet horror.

In 1991, the USSR, the biggest country in the world dissolved. The country's leader has betrayed their people again and again. But, what if, in 1979, before the Soviet army invaded Afghanistan, the whole country was transferred to an Isekai, that existed with magic, the undead, elves, dwarfs, and others. The undead empire invaded them, opening the Pandora box. The red bear has now awoken, and the world will see his might.

Handsome, kind and caring, James swept Julia off her feet with grand gestures and a lovely attitude. During courtship, he treated her like royalty, shielding her from stress and showering her with gifts. She believed she had hit the jackpot. A man who saw her, cherished her, and would build a future with her. But the dream quickly turned into a nightmare after the wedding. Behind the closed doors of their luxurious home, James transformed into a cold, controlling tyrant. The man who once opened car doors for her now slammed room doors in her face. Every smile disappeared, replaced with commands, insults, and icy silences. Julia was stripped of her voice, her joy, and her identity. No love. No respect. Just survival. When he finally threatened her with a divorce, expecting her to beg and grovel as usual, Julia shocked him and herself by accepting it this time. What followed was nothing short of a rebirth. Julia rebuilt her life from scratch, facing a harsh world that doubted her strength. But she rose, unstoppable, radiant, and fiercely independent. She discovered not just survival but success. She found peace. She found purpose. She found herself. Now, years later, James is back. Humbled. Regretful. Desperate for a second chance. But will Julia ever return to the man who never heard her silent scream? "My Silent Scream " is a heart wrenching, empowering tale of love, betrayal, and rising from the ashes. It explores the pain of emotional abuse, the quiet strength of a woman rediscovering her worth, and the sweet taste of triumph over those who doubted her. A story that will break your heart and heal it again.

--- His voice was deep. Commanding. Dangerous. My fingers trembled on the door handle. I knew I shouldn't. I knew I should walk away. But when he looked at me like that—cold eyes full of fire—I forgot how to breathe. The moment I sat, he slammed the door behind me and grabbed my chin. "You were smiling at him like your damn teeth don't touch," he growled. "You think I didn't see that?" "I wasn't—" "Don't lie to me." His fingers tangled in my hair, not rough, but firm enough to make my heart pound. "You don't smile at anyone like that but me. You hear me?" My breath caught. His face was close. Too close. "I don't like sharing what's mine," he whispered, breath hot against my cheek. "And you, kitten… you're mine." A sharp shiver ran through me as his thumb brushed my lip—and I stupidly bit it. A dangerous gleam lit his eyes. "Stop doing that," he said darkly. "Doing what?" I whispered. "That thing with your mouth that makes me want to ruin you." My heartbeat slammed in my ears. I knew I was in trouble. --- He was darkness itself — dangerous, cold, and untouchable. She was the light he never saw coming. it's started as a contract. but now the devil was obsessed with her. and he vowed neverto let her go. click the download button and read the dark romance between alora and diago

This...is 'Ball Is Life System' - Where every shot is a deal with destiny. In the high-stakes world of elite youth basketball, Trace "T-Mac" LaRose was destined for greatness. Son of a local legend, blessed with supernatural talent, he was the next big thing...until a catastrophic injury shattered his knee and his dreams in one fatal moment. Two years later, washed up and forgotten, Trace is offered a deal that defies reality: a chance to rewrite his history, to return to that pivotal moment in time with all the knowledge he has now...But this gift comes with a price, and a choice that will test his very soul. As Trace relives his rise to basketball stardom, he discovers he's caught between two mysterious, cosmic forces: Mal (The masculine Malevolent System), Offering immediate power-ups and skill enhancements that push the limits of human ability, but at a terrible cost to Trace's life force. And... Bene (The feminine Benevolent System), Providing subtle, long-term improvements that nurture not just Trace's game, but his character and relationships. With every dribble, every shot, every game-changing decision, Trace must balance his desperate desire for a dream deferred...success against the price of achieving it. Will he succumb to the allure of quick fixes and instant gratification? Or will he find the strength to build a legacy that transcends personal and professional glory? As the clock ticks down on his second chance, Trace faces opponents both on and off the court: -Rivals gunning for his position -Scouts and agents tempting him with promises of fame and fortune -The weight of his family's expectations and his own haunting memories -And most dangerously, the seductive whisper of the Malevolent System, always ready to offer one more boost, one more edge – for just another little slice of his soul. In a game where every choice could be the difference between legendary status and forgotten potential, Trace must answer the ultimate question: What would you sacrifice for your dreams? "Ball Is Life System" is a pulse-pounding sports drama with a supernatural twist, a tale of ambition, redemption, and the true meaning of victory. Where every crossover could cross timelines, and every slam dunk could be a deal with destiny...for better or worse. Get ready to enter a world where the real game begins when the final buzzer sounds...and where second chances come with a price tag that might just cost Trace everything.

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What does a proponent of the Free Software movement do when he is suddenly transmigrated in the world of Immortals and Demons? Wang Ren wakes up in the courtyard of the wang clan as a 12 years old. Wang Ren? What? Oh, he forgot his name in the previous life. Now he must also take tests to get into a good sect which wouldn't shame his clan and family. Can you imagine the rumors if he couldn't get into one of the top five sects? He shudders at such thoughts. Wang Ren would do as is right, Wang Ren would work hard towards being an immortal so that he can bring more trade deals to his family and make money.. why does it seem like he is stuck in just another capitalist machine? Isn't being an immortal meant to be free!? He sobs at such though while trying to concentrate his qi flow through his meridians, he must breakthrough or he will be shamed!!!!!! ------ Weird tale of Wang Ren and how he spreads propaganda of free scriptures in a world where cultivation techniques and sutras are the top most secrets that no one wants to reveal.

Because of her husband, Megan Ashton went to prison. Inside Prison she learnt everything they could ever be, and she became known as the Female Sovereign. Master of Medicine. Master of martial artist, and the most wealthy woman in the country. When she became of prison, she thought everything was going to live happily ever after, but her husband slammed her with a divorce paper, forgetting all the good deeds Megan had done for him. Megan just smiled in her mind. “I will pay you back”

Copyright 2023 (Webnovel Version) by HETEROhybrid All Rights Reserved. This is a work of fiction. The following details in this story was based on the author's discretion about names, places, and events. Any resemblance to actual people or settings were just purely coincidence. The plot itself should not be associated with any forms of duplication by any means through electronic or mechanical methods without the author's prior approval to do so. Disclaimer also that Slam Dunk series belongs to Mr. Takehiko Inoue.

Dylan a merciless crime boss who ruled the urban underworld with an iron fist, meets a violent end when a runaway truck slams him into him. Instead of dying, he awakens from his coma to discover he's been reborn in a nightmarish parallel world - one where the streets he once controlled now twist with unnatural horrors, and the people he murdered return as vengeful demons.