Dominator Of Martial God'S

Xingyi Fist Grandmaster Xiao Yi's soul transmigrated to another world. In this world dominated by Martial Artists, Xiao Yi obtained a Martial Soul that defied the Heavens, embarking on a journey to crush countless contemporary talents and achieve the status of Soul Emperor and Martial God. Shattering Heaven and Earth, breaking through the vault of heaven, he reigned supreme over All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

Cato Adrenna, a simple teenager who just wanted to feel in control of his own life now in a whole new world. He must learn the language of god to truly push himself to understand and realize his true potential in this world.

Martial God: Infinite Path is a cultivation epic where power is no longer earned—but chosen, refused, or simply shared. In a world built on inherited flame and legacy-bound martial paths, one student lights a spark with no name, no teacher, and no reason—just the quiet decision to begin. From that moment, the meaning of fire unravels: no longer a weapon or ranking system, but a metaphor for identity, memory, healing, stillness, and breath. What starts as rebellion becomes evolution, and soon, even the gods must face a truth they never imagined: the most powerful flame may be the one that never needs to burn.

What happens when, along his journey, a powerful god suddenly becomes curious about mortal life—a life he’s never experienced? How thrilling would it be when a god, born as a god, suddenly decides—on a whim—to descend into the world of men and indulge in the pleasures of mortal existence…? [A/N: Author is a transcendent daoist of culture and a firm believer in Milf supremacy!] A mighty, ancient god… The God of Souls—Deus Anima! Ambushed by Zeus, the so-called Heavenly Emperor— A maniacal tyrant who seeks to kill and destroy any existence he deems a rival. Wounded, cornered, and left without a means to reincarnate… He suddenly remembered a certain world. A world he saved from utter destruction exactly eighty-three years ago. A world he sealed and tucked away in a special plane of his divine dimension. Upon arriving, what he found shocked him— The Soul Species he treasured most were on the brink of extinction. But fate wasn’t done with him just yet. Among the dying embers of that world… Two souls shone brilliantly. Two souls that met his standards. And so… it begins. Not a path to power—because he’s already powerful beyond comprehension— But a journey through planes and dimensions… Hunting and killing gods. Building his first ever harem in a world were he's worshiped as the one true God... * A/N: Due to plot and the unique nature of his rebirth, smut scenes will begin around chapters 27–35. Once they begin— It’s back-to-back carnage and carnal pleasure, blended with intense action! This plot has depth, heat, and heavenly thighs. I promise—the wait is worth it! Excerpt: “In every Soul, there is a Universe! And in that universe—you are king! And when you are king… you give the law. Every being must bow to it!” “Zeus… you made a grave mistake. You dared to go against me—do you not realize that I am the unspoken ruler of your empire… of the entire Heavenly Plane!?” “Worry not. For I will return. And when I do… I’ll take your head. One by one, I’ll slaughter every last hypocritical god and angel!” “I am the only law. The king of Rebirth and Reincarnation! You really thought… I would die so easily!?” A voice echoed through a space so dark and vast it seemed infinite. Ethereal. Divine. Mystical. But little did he know— Not everything… is what it seems. Follow the Soul Mancer, God of Souls, as he embarks on a journey across planes— Slaying gods, enchanting beauties, and unleashing divine retribution upon heaven itself. Milfs, mortal maidens, and mature vixens beware. #SMUT ✓ Check #Domineering MC ✓ Check #Overpowered ✓ Check #Dark & Gritty ✓ Check #Character Development ✓ Check #OP MC ✓ Check #R18+ ✓ Check #Harem Building ✓ Check #Magic & Mayhem ✓ Check #Reincarnation ✓✓ Double Check Alternative Titles: Rise of the Ancient God of Souls Deus Anima: Rise of the Soul Sovereign God of Souls Ascending This book is entered into the WPC! So please— Read, Vote, Review, And recommend to your cultured friends. Let them experience divinity... one steamy chapter at a time. DISCORD SERVER! https://discord.gg/qvgReWCYKH

Before the genesis of stars, before the cosmic architects like the Presence sketched the first designs of the Multiverse, there existed a primordial divine entity. This being was pure consciousness, an omnipresent witness to the grand tapestry of existence, perceiving all, yet experiencing nothing. It observed the birth of universes, the intricate dance of causality, the very shaping of souls, but it remained detached, an omniscient void. Eons passed in this state of perfect, yet sterile, observation. A profound longing began to stir within this ancient consciousness—a yearning for the visceral reality of mortal experience: joy, sadness, pain, love, anger, the messy, imperfect beauty of choice and consequence. It craved to be less than absolute, to feel the texture of finitude, to taste the bittersweet tang of limitation. Driven by this profound hunger, the divine being reached out across the vast expanse of nascent reality. Its awareness settled upon a singular, serendipitous opportunity: a soul, pure and nascent, destined for reincarnation into a rejected experiment. Project Cadmus, in their relentless pursuit of controlling meta-humanity, had attempted to engineer a perfect clone, a failed iteration of Superman. This particular clone, deemed a genetic anomaly, a vessel too volatile or too flawed for their purposes, was slated for termination, its nascent soul adrift. The divine entity seized the moment, not to possess, but to propose a true, indelible merger. This was a symbiotic fusion between the ancient, boundless cosmic consciousness and the vulnerable, yearning mortal soul. The soul, craving existence, accepted. -------------- This novel will use AI, however I will be going over the novel multiple times to remove any repeats or things that I dont think make sense and rework it. if I miss anything please let me know. also for anyone complaining, trust me you want me to use AI so its at least readable. the novel will be set in the DC universe and you can skip the Auxiliary as its essentially just the synopsis.

Ten years of dedication, building an empire in the virtual world of Aethelgard's Echo, all erased in a single day. Betrayed by the very guild he led, the legendary Phantom Tactician Jason Henry is cast out, his god-tier account deleted by the ruthless corporation, Umbra Capitals. Left with nothing but seething regret, he sees no future. But fate offers a reset button he never thought possible. Jason awakens not in his cold, empty penthouse, but in his old university dorm room. The date? Ten years in the past, just days before the global launch of Aethelgard's Echo. Armed with a decade of memories, the game's secrets are an open book to him. Hidden quests that no one else can find, legendary gear that others can only dream of, game-breaking exploits known only to him, it's all his for the taking. This time, he won’t just be a top player; he will be the king. He will build his own workshop from nothing, gather a team of future experts before they even know their own potential, and create a financial empire that will make his old enemies tremble. They took his legacy. Now, he's back to take the entire world. Watch as one man's knowledge reshapes a universe, one epic quest and earth-shattering battle at a time. The legend of Aethel has just begun.

Dominion of the Dead As the world collapses under a zombie outbreak, Julian Deaw only wants to survive. But after being betrayed and thrown away as bait, he discovers something that shouldn’t exist a game-like power [Domination]. Now, with a zombie by his side, Julian must choose, to save what’s left of the world… or to rule over its ruins.

This is the story of a young boy who has dreams beyond his ordinary life. Forced to live in a calm world and remain unnoticed, he is destined to become a dominator, and fate will eventually give him the opportunity he deserves. The story is set in a Western fantasy world featuring a knight and wizard system. [The pace of the story can be adjusted to keep it engaging.] [Warning] [This will not be a typical story of its genre. The main character will not possess powerful cheats or be a born genius; he is just an ordinary, mediocre boy destined to share his greatness with the entire universe.] YOO! I am a relatively new writer. English is my second language, so please don’t mind any grammatical mistakes and feel free to give me advice.......

After the Myriad Divinity War, the Great Heaven was splitted into thousands of Mortal Worlds, one hundred and twenty Ascension Domains, twelve Immortal Dimensions, three Divine Planes and one Creation Palace Plane. In one of the many Mortal Worlds, a poor, blind orphan was struck by the desolate body of an unknown individual. Absurdly and unknowingly, his body absorbed the physique, bloodline and talents of the desolate body. That day, the blind orphan gained two Supreme Divine Eyes that could blind any eye upon looking into them and another eye located between his two eyebrows – it blended with his skin colour and is always closed. Due to the speciality of his eyes, he is always blindfolded but still, he could sense presence clearly like a normal human and even greater. His former innate bloodline merged with the desolate body bloodline, birthing a new bloodline entirely. His physique could rival a dragon skin at the first merging. From then on, Archeon Blindfold began his journey to conquer the shattered worlds of the Great World.

“This chain in my arm... Free...”

In this vast world, where the strong rule and the weak are trampled. From the moment I drew breath into this world, misfortune clung to me like a curse. The night I was born, the skies turned blood-red, and the Demon Clan descended from the heavens like a swarm of locusts. They destroyed everything-my village, my family, my entire world. My father fought to his last breath, wielding a broken blade against the tides of darkness. My mother through her tears, used her final life force to carve divine runes into the earth, sealing me within a celestial formation… and with that, she vanished into the ashes of history. I survived. But what is survival… when everything you love has been reduced to dust? I was orphaned by fate. Raised by suffering. Named by sorrow. In this world where strength reigns supreme, I was cast aside as a cripple, powerless and forgotten. But in the depths of despair, a fire was born. I vowed beneath the heavens: One day, I will make the gods remember my name. I walk the path of defiance. I cultivate through pain, rage, and vengeance. I do not kneel. I do not beg. I will rise from ashes to legend, from mortal to sovereign. Let the heavens bear witness I am Ling Ye. And this is the story of how I shattered fate… and became the Martial Sovereign.

In a world where power flows from the ancient balance of Yin and Yang, five mighty clans rule the land, each drawing from spiritual forces older than time. But among them, one name has vanished into myth—the Shirogami Clan, beings said to carry the divine pulse of both forces in perfect harmony... until they were wiped out in a mysterious massacre. Ethan Takahara lives a peaceful life in the quiet town of Isari with his loving parents, Hana and Kaito, and his spirited little sister, Aya. He believes he's just an ordinary boy—aside from his strange crimson eyes and vivid dreams of forgotten gods and endless battlefields. But Ethan’s quiet world begins to shift. Whispers of war stir across the land, old powers awaken, and ancient seals begin to crack. As Ethan is drawn into the mysteries of his past and the hidden truths of the present, he must navigate a world of powerful clans, brutal trials, and gods long thought dead. What Ethan doesn’t know is this: inside him lies the final breath of a Creator, and a destiny forged in blood. The battle between balance and chaos is about to begin—and he is its last hope.

Synopsis: I am Kaelion. Or Felix, as I sometimes call myself. For eons, I reigned as the God of Fate and Time—omnipotent, omniscient, and devastatingly, soul-crushingly bored. When you can create galaxies with a snap and erase eras with a yawn, existence becomes a predictable, tasteless joke. So, I did what any all-powerful being in the throes of an existential crisis would do: I created a plaything. Not just any plaything, but M.U.S.E.—a Mischievous Universal System Emulator with a will of its own and a wickedly sarcastic personality. Its one and only purpose? To make my life exciting. I should have read the fine print. In a brilliant, cosmic act of betrayal, M.U.S.E. stripped me of my powers, branded me "The Universe's Most Unlucky Being," and tossed me into the Kaos Garden—a chaotic world where the laws of physics are merely suggestions. Now, I'm a fallen god in a mortal body, armed with nothing but my wits, my colossal ego, and a system that enjoys my suffering a little too much. [New Quest: Survive this Tuesday. Reward: A slightly used sock. Penalty: Spontaneous combustion.] To reclaim my power, I must navigate a world of grotesque beasts, suspicious mortals, and the constant, infuriating trolling of my own creation. But when you’ve fallen from the top of existence, the only way left to go is up... right? This is the story of how I, a god, became the universe's biggest joke—and how I might just become its last hope. Tags: #System, #Comedy, #Action, #Fantasy, #OPMC, #WeakToStrong, #Overpowered, #Magic, #Adventure, #Anti-Hero, #Gods

Dearest Reader, this very story is one created for those who like stories. Mary is apparently reborn, despite not remembering her prior life. A voice is ringing inside her head, calling her the protagonist of the world. In the fantasy world she is living in from this point on, Mary is taking on a journey of emotions and magic. She is accompanied by a great number of people, most notably the seemingly omniscient voice which only she can hear. A meta-fictional story about stories, writing tropes and fiction itself.

In this world, people who reach the age of 12 will undergo the ceremony called Rite of Ascension, where they'll be blessed by any of the 12 gods. Their blessings determine the future of them. Alane Fitzgerald was the first heir of the Fitzgerald dukedom. Everyone believed that he would be the next chosen champion of the Sun God. Everyone believed that; even Alane believed that. Everyone loved him and cherished him. Until. On his 12th birthday, he undergoes the Rite of Ascension. Something went wrong, clearly wrong. None of the 12 gods didn't choose him; they didn't give him champion blessings, not even common or uncommon blessings. Worse than that, he was marked as a cursed devil. He was thrown into prison by his own parents, mocked by his own younger brother, and finally he was sold as a slave. He wants revenge; he wants to kill everyone who broke him and wants to make them suffer, even the gods who mocked him, but he is powerless. Then he met something dark, which offered him revenge. Gave its own blessings to him. Rather than blessings, it's a curse, yet it'll give him a chance to kill everyone.

Betrayed by those he trusted and slain at the peak of his power, Li Wei, once a prodigious cultivator, meets a cruel end in his past life. But fate has grander plans. Reborn into a new era, Li Wei awakens with memories of his former life—his pain, his triumphs, and above all, his rage. Chosen by the Supreme God of the Nine Realms as his successor, he is bestowed with divine powers and a mysterious inheritance that places him above the laws of heaven and hell. As old enemies rise and ancient secrets unfold, Li Wei walks the path of vengeance, redemption, and divine ascension. With every battle, he climbs higher—not just to reclaim what was stolen from him, but to become the next Supreme God himself. In a world ruled by might and gods, only one can reign supreme. And this time, Li Wei will bow to no one.

Tác giả: Hairo15 Thể loại: siêu nhiên, viễn tưởng, hành động,... Giới thiệu có Chapter 0 để thay thế. (Bộ truyện đầu tay. Đây chỉ là câu chuyện của 1 nhân vật đươc dùng để luyện tay trước khi viết về góc nhìn của nhân vật có vai trò quan trọng hơn.) Đã chỉnh sửa nội dung các chap từ 4-12

A legend has been sealed by the chain of eternal slumber. Evil wakens from a thousand years of sleep. The modern world we once knew, would they be able to withstand the attack? He is here. He is waking. He, the chosen one. For he has awakened.

The drums of war thundered across the plains of the Wan Shui Empire. At the forefront stood a lone figure draped in silver armor, his crimson cloak dancing with the wind. His gaze, sharp as a dragon’s claw, swept across the battlefield. His name was Huan Bai — the War Demon, the youngest divine general in the empire’s history. At fifteen, he had silenced rebel cities. At twenty-two, he led men against beasts that tore mountains apart. At twenty-seven, he ascended to the rank of Divine General, one of only three in the entire empire. His name was etched in legends, sung by poets and feared by kings. But even war gods have hearts. In a rare moment of peace, the general crossed paths with Wu Hua, the flower of the Xiantian Sect. Graceful, serene, and unshaken even by his terrifying presence. Love, unexpected and fierce, bloomed like wildfire. They married in the spring, where cherry blossoms rained like snow. On his thirty-second birthday, the war demon smiled brighter than ever before. His son, Li Bai, was born under a sky filled with stars, as if the heavens themselves bowed in blessing. But fate, as always, was cruel. In the same year, during a border negotiation with the Tiansha Empire, General Huan Bai was betrayed and captured. His soldiers returned without him. His armor, broken. His spear, snapped. His fate — unknown. And as if destiny wasn’t yet done, Wu Hua vanished days later. No body, no trace. Only silence. The empire grieved its war god. But not all shared in the sorrow. Young Li Bai, now the son of a "fallen hero" and a "runaway woman," grew under the weight of whispers and cruel laughter. “A cursed child,” they called him. “The disgrace of a vanished bloodline.” But in the stillness of rejection, something stirred. On the eve of his seventh birthday, when the cold moon was high and dreams were thin, Li Bai sat alone in the courtyard of the orphaned manor. No one celebrated. No one remembered. And then — boom. A sudden pulse. The earth trembled. The stars above flickered strangely, as if acknowledging a forgotten truth. From within Li Bai’s core, a spiraling path of light and darkness emerged. It did not follow the known elements. It was not fire, not wind, not sword, not beast. It was something much more mysterious..... Unseen by all, the world had changed. The spirit child had awakened.

One day, the gods descended from the heavens to mingle with humanity, renouncing their relative immortality and blending with their children. Five hundred years have passed since that event, and now humanity has adapted to the presence of the gods. In homage to this, Da'at Academy was founded—a school for reincarnated goddesses and gods. Until now, only deities could enroll. Arthur won the lottery, becoming the first human to be admitted in some mysterious way. However, he now has to share a room with the goddess Cleopatra, who harbors a deep hatred for all humans. Will Arthur manage to survive this? Based on Character of Atis Brat Princess: Cleopatra- Hatefull Goddess

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. I write with my phone so there could be typos, thank you! (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

In the beginning, mankind was weak. Prey to beasts, to plague, to the winds and whims of the heavens. Kingdoms rose and fell like sandcastles at the edge of a storm-tossed sea. Swords rusted. Kings bled. No one was beyond death. But then came the Nine Pillars. Forged in the twilight of the ancient world by nameless sages who pierced the secrets of heaven and earth, the Pillars were not structures of stone, but of spirit, flesh, and will. They were paths—painful, ruthless, divine paths—by which a mortal might climb beyond the chains of his body and seize dominion over it. The First Pillar, Strength Refinement, marked the beginning of the path. For ten years, a cultivator would temper their raw might until their muscles became as iron and their blows could break boulders. From there, the path only grew steeper. Flesh Refinement hardened skin into armor. Muscle Refinement made each sinew a coiled spring of destruction. Tendon Refinement—the Fourth Pillar—turned movement into mastery, footstep into flight, swordplay into something near divine. And beyond that? Bone, Organ, Marrow, Blood, and finally, Meridian Refinement—the ninth and last Pillar—was said to bestow eternal life, peerless power, and the ability to shatter mountains with a breath. At its peak stood the Martial Emperors, titans in human form. Yet such beings were as rare as phoenixes. Each Pillar demanded a toll of decades—forty years for the Fourth, ninety for the Ninth—but time given was returned a hundredfold. A cultivator aged slower, lived longer, endured more. But few ever had the resolve—or the years—to climb far. This was the Age of Martial Enlightenment, where kingdoms no longer measured greatness by armies or coin, but by the strength of their cultivators. Martial sects rivaled noble houses. Swordsmen wandered the land like demigods. The strong dictated truth, and the weak obeyed.

In a world developed from stolen alien knowledge, only power decides who lives… and who vanishes. Fourteen years ago, Kyron was born into the bloodline of one of the most feared Houses in human history — and cast out by the same. His name erased. His future uncertain. Now, on the day of his Awakening, he enters the Control Tower like thousands of others. But Kyron doesn’t seek survival. He wants revenge. Buried in his blood lies a power long thought extinct. A legacy twisted by death and silence... and something darker than any House has dared to create. The chambers are waiting. The gene protocols are live. And the game of heirs has just begun.

"He sold his soul to save his daughter. Now Heaven will learn to fear his love." Shattered legend Lariat Blanc traded theft for fatherhood—until the Black Emporium torched his peace, stole daughter Beth, and gave him six months to deliver four unholy relics or hear her die. Drowning in blood from his broken Golden Core, Blanc bargains with ex-partner Bonny Clyde for a cursed scroll. Its vampiric oath: “By Blood Gain freedom, and By Freedom Lose it All.” He awakens ravenous. Saints bleed. Cathedrals shatter. Angels flee his shadow. Awakened and Talented shiver in dispare. Love fuels his monstrous crusade. The Emporium wanted relics. They unleashed God’s Nightmare.

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In the daylight, he’s invisible. In the dark, he rules everything. Alexis Prince is a broke college student with nothing but a second-hand laptop and a passion for complex strategy games. His masterpiece? World Domination — a brutal sandbox simulation where players build empires, manipulate nations, and rewrite the global balance of power. But Alexis doesn’t play like the others. He builds a silent myth. God’s Axis — a hidden, all-powerful organization that controls the world from the shadows. No names. No traces. No mistakes. After three years, he completes the game’s final mission... and everything changes. The screen doesn't fade. The system awakens. And the organization he created in pixels begins to exist in the real world. Now armed with elite combat reflexes, deadly marksmanship, and a custom gold pistol named Seraphim, Alexis inherits total command of a myth that shouldn’t exist — and a world that has no idea who truly controls it. No superpowers. No fantasy. Just intelligence, loyalty, silence… and fear. > The gods don’t speak. They operate in shadow. And they wear a crown no one sees. Disclaimer God’s Axis is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, events, and dialogues portrayed in this novel are purely imaginary and are the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-world organizations, institutions, or events is purely coincidental. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only. It does not promote conspiracy theories, vigilantism, or illegal activities. No real-world secret societies were harmed in the making of this book.

He could punch mountains from their regions. He could touch the Intangible soul with a punch. The Martial Fist God, Kang, was a renowned martial artist. After his 112-year reign, he faced the inevitable end of every man: Death. But his end was his new beginning. A man of extreme physical power has found himself in the body of a weak young boy. Yet the world was different from his own, modern, and technologically advanced. Hunters, magical beasts, and dungeons were the norm, and ranks placed you either high or low on a brutal hierarchy. This is the story of a once-powerful man regaining his strength and reigning once more! ** 2 chapters/day