Dbz Abridged Sharpener

Héla a été tué par Surtur, mais comme souvent dans le MCU, la mort n'est pas la fin. ------------------------- Bonjour c'est Benoit Valtin, ce n'est pas ma première histoire, mais je me connais, je ne suis pas un ecrivain, je fini rarement ce que j'ai commencer c'est pourquoi je vais faire des chapitres assez cours, pour exposer mes idées Une fois fini j'espère que quelqu'un de plus engager et avec PLUS de talent, reprendra mon scènario pour en faire l'oeuvre qu'elle mérite d'être. Je n'est pas vu d'histoire sur Hela dans un multivers alors ca ma donner envie de tenté le coup. PS: je ne suis pas accro au multivers a outrance donc j'en resterai a dbz au niveau du systeme

The circle held its breath as Damon’s challenge hung in the air, heavy with tension. His voice was light, but his words dripped with provocation. “Xavier, would you rather have the undivided attention of a mysterious person for the rest of the night… or get your dream car?” Xavier’s smirk sharpened, his eyes gleaming with something far more dangerous than amusement. “I choose the first,” he said, his gaze locking onto Kamsi. Her heart stuttered, her pulse quickening under the weight of his stare. Damon’s grin widened. “Then seduce someone here. Fifteen seconds. No touch. No explicit words. Just your charm.” The air grew thick, crackling with anticipation. The room leaned in as Xavier rose slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. His eyes never wavered from Kamsi, who could feel her resolve slipping under his relentless focus. She told herself it was just a game. But the way he moved, the way his presence engulfed her, made her wonder: What happens when a game stops being a game? When Kamsi Chibuike arrived in Washington, D.C., she craved a fresh start—a place where she could blend into the background and escape her past. But blending in was impossible once she crossed paths with Xavier Alastair, the untouchable bully who ruled Washington DC International School with a smirk that promised trouble. Their first encounter left her humiliated, furious… and unforgettable in his eyes. Xavier thrives on power, his sharp tongue and devilish charm keeping everyone at arm’s length. Yet, Kamsi’s defiance sparks something in him—something he can’t ignore. She becomes his favorite target, their clashes more intense with each encounter. But the more they push each other, the more Kamsi senses that beneath Xavier’s cruelty lies something broken, something real. What starts as a battle of wills turns into a dangerous game of attraction, where every insult masks a deeper truth and every glance threatens to ignite something uncontrollable. As Kamsi is drawn into Xavier’s chaotic world, she realizes that he isn’t just the school’s bully—he’s a storm threatening to tear through everything she thought she knew. The Bully’s Redemption is a gripping, tension-filled story of fierce enemies, forbidden desires, and the thin line between hate and passion. In a world where games can become deadly, and redemption seems impossible, Kamsi and Xavier must decide: Will they destroy each other, or will they find salvation in the chaos?

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.

For centuries, Earth has been trapped in an unending war, not against itself, but against ten other races, each fighting for dominance. The world isn't what it once was... The skies burn with battle, the land is drenched in blood, and the very fabric of reality is beginning to tear. But something far worse lurks beyond the battlefield. Beyond existence itself lies Velmoria, the Alternate Universe, a realm of forbidden magic, eldritch horrors, and cosmic aberrations that should have never touched this world. No one knows where it came from. No one knows how to stop it. But its influence is spreading. It doesn’t fight for land, power, or survival. It fights for control over reality itself. To resist extinction, humanity forged the Sentinel Order, an elite force trained to battle both the warring species and the encroaching nightmares of Velmoria. Every teenager is forced into the Academy, a brutal proving ground where only the strongest earn the right to fight for the future. He was never meant to be chosen. A boy with no name, no bloodline, no power. A discarded outcast, beaten, hated, and left to rot. His family laughed when his name appeared. His enemies sharpened their blades. And the world? It had already written him off. But when he awakens... the war will change forever.

Jacinta Ryzeftine’s life was never hers to begin with. Memories of a past existence crash down upon her, revealing the cruel truth — she has been reborn as the ill-fated third princess of the Illian Empire, a character in the tragic novel Crimson Sun. The story’s ending is certain: the guillotine waits, and so does the destruction of everyone she holds dear. But Jacinta refuses to surrender to the pages of fate. With the weight of two lives on her shoulders, she makes a solemn vow — to shatter the prophecy that binds her and rewrite the future with her own hands. No longer the naïve princess destined to die, she becomes a cunning player in the empire’s brutal game. Behind silken masks and shadowed corridors, she uncovers secrets that threaten to tear the empire apart. Allies emerge in unexpected places, while enemies sharpen their blades, eager to see her fall. Time is running out, and every choice draws her closer to the story’s bloody climax. But this time, Jacinta Ryzeftine will not be the one to kneel. Fate may have written her end, but she will write her own beginning.

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan awakens in a mysterious world, shackled by a curse that clouds his judgment and drives him toward choices he never wished to make. Burdened by guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the fallout of his actions while unraveling the truth behind the curse—and his place in this enigmatic new reality.

In the glittering, snake-infested court of Ignis, where power was a double-edged sword and loyalty a rare gem, Selanthia Amaris Nyxveil stood as a legend cloaked in infamy. Known by many names—*The Hound of the Emperor*, **The Cursed Sword*, **The Witch of Nyxveil*, and *The Abandoned One*—she was a weapon forged by duty and sharpened by betrayal. For forty long years, she served as the Emperor’s blade, cutting down threats to the throne with ruthless precision. Yet, behind the cold steel and the icy gaze, Selanthia harbored no love for the crown or the vipers who surrounded it. She was a woman bound by fate, not choice. At 48, weary of the endless machinations of the court, Selanthia chose to retire. With no family to call her own, she left behind the gilded cage of Ignis for the simplicity of the countryside. Her dreams were modest: to bake sweet treats, tend to chickens, lose herself in books she’d never had time to read, and find solace in the quiet rhythm of church prayers. A peaceful, ordinary life—a stark contrast to the blood-stained path she had walked for decades. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just 28 hours into her newfound tranquility, Selanthia’s life was brutally cut short. Poisoned and attacked in the dead of night, she breathed her last beneath a cold, uncaring sky. Her final thoughts were not of vengeance or regret for the life she had led, but of the life she had never known. She wished for love, for a kind and handsome partner, for children whose laughter might have filled the void in her heart. She wished she had never taken up the sword, that she might have written a different ending to her tale. Yet, death was not the end. Selanthia awoke not in the afterlife but in a world both familiar and strange. Perched high in a cherry blossom tree, she was greeted by the voice of Rina, her long-dead confidante. Now, thrust into a bewildering new reality, Selanthia must unravel the threads of this strange second chance. Is this a cruel jest of the gods, a dream spun from her dying regrets, or something far more sinister? And why, of all people, THAT MAN—who disappeared without a word— is acting all weird? As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her, Selanthia finds herself caught in a web of mystery, romance, and perhaps, redemption. But in this enchanted new life, where nothing is as it seems, can she unravel the twist of life brought forward by THAT MAN? Or will the shadows of her past rise to claim her once more?

In the ash-gray wastes of Ketharion, where sky rivers shimmer under a fractured crimson moon, a new demon Cassius awakens with broken horns and a haunting human memory. In a realm where Essence—harvested from blood, rivers, or mortals—fuels power, and time slowly sharpens claws, survival is a cruel gamble. Bound by the Oathweave’s unbreakable contracts, they strike pacts with desperate mortals across planes—offering strength, revenge, knowledge or riches for souls that flood them with life and furthers their development. While some demons leave the barren land in search of better life in other planes others are bound to it unable to permanently separate themselves from Ketharion. Read the first story of no name author.

De Ming, a servant of the Crimson Cloud manor, lives shackled by duty and scorn, his potential buried beneath a timid shell. When a mysterious elder glimpses his hidden spark and gives him a participation token for a martial selection event, giving him a chance to break free. Refusing a fate of servitude, De Ming seizes martial secrets, his unrefined power clashing against those who seek to crush him. Each battle scars his body but sharpens his will, forging a path from lowly runt to something greater. Haunted by a past he cannot reclaim and driven by an unshakable resolve, De Ming steps beyond the manor’s shadow into a world of unseen dangers and untold power. His chaotic Qi, a double-edged blade, promises both ruin and glory. As whispers of his defiance spread, foes and enigmas rise to challenge him, testing the limits of his strength and spirit. In a realm where gods are born from chaos, De Ming’s ascension begins—a relentless climb toward a legend yet unwritten.

The world of Murim bows only to strength. Those born weak are fated to be trampled, forgotten, erased. Jinshen Zhe knew this truth well—his once-proud clan reduced to a fading name, his existence a shadow among giants. He had long been kicked out of his clan, now he was just a wanderer. But fate is not so easily bound. One night, a voice calls to him from a light in the forest—a message from the distant future, claiming to be his descendant. And with it comes a gift beyond comprehension: nanotechnology, a power far removed from martial arts, a force that twists the very laws of the world. Metal fuses with flesh. Circuits pulse beneath his skin. His mind sharpens, his body reforged into something… unnatural. But power invites bloodshed, and soon, Murim's predators turn their gaze upon him. Cults, sects, and warriors fear the unknown—and they will stop at nothing to erase what they do not understand. In the darkness, Jinshen Zhe walks alone. The weak boy is gone. In his place stands a force neither man nor machine—an omen of change, a nightmare carved into legend.

[PART ONE COMPLETE] [135,748 WORDS] Children are vanishing. Aziz was one of them. Dragged into the depths of the earth, Aziz is thrown into a pit to die—but death does not keep him. Each time he dies, he rises stronger, his senses sharpened, his resolve hardened. Leaving the pit only leads him deeper: to an underground forest, a brutal Exam, and finally, an academy ruled by the Order, a organization hidden from the world. They claim to seek peace, but their true purpose is shrouded in secrets Aziz is desperate to uncover and tear apart. Trapped between vengeance and the unknown, Aziz must survive trials, betrayals, and the truth lurking beneath it all... Revenge drives him. But will it blind him to the real enemy? All will fear the Divine Snake Cult. All will whisper the name Ghost. [THE NEXT ARC IS IN THE MAKING...]

【WSA Newbie 2025 Entry】 "Stripped of his power, betrayed by those he trusted, and abandoned by fate itself, the young master of the Celestial Clan faces a choice: cling to the tattered remnants of his righteous path or to embrace the darkness blooming within. When a catastrophic fall strips him of everything, he, along with his fiancée by his side, abandons the righteous path. Witness the birth of an anti-protagonist couple, as they forge contracts with ancient, terrifying beasts and carve a new destiny from the bones of their enemies." In the heart of the Azure Star Continent lies the legendary Celestial Clan, rulers of an unbroken legacy of power, wealth, and influence. At its helm stands Xian Tianyang, a prodigy born with unparalleled talent and destined to inherit the mantle of leadership. Calm, calculating, and relentless, Tianyang has forged a reputation as an unshakable force, a young master whose genius is rivaled only by his ambition. But the path to supremacy is fraught with danger. In a continent where alliances shift like desert sands and rival factions sharpen their blades, Tianyang must navigate a world of intrigue and betrayal. When his childhood fiancée, Lin Yuqing, the “Blooming Empress” of the Eternal Bloom Clan, enters his life, their union threatens to spark both alliances and rivalries that could reshape the continent. With ancient secrets lurking in the shadows, enemies plotting from every corner, and the weight of his family’s legacy on his shoulders, Tianyang must prove that he is more than just a prodigy—he is the heir to the Celestial Throne. Will their fates intertwine as destined rulers, or will the fires of ambition and duty tear them apart? Prepare for a tale of genius, power, and forbidden emotions, where every choice has the power to change the fate of nations. Disclaimer! Please read Auxiliary Volume 0 for important information to better understand the setting, characters, techniques, cultivation realms, bloodlines, beast levels, and contracts.

In a world where the sword shapes destiny, strength is absolute. Warriors hone their energy cores, mastering aura to carve their legacies into history. But for caius vale, this is a path he has already walked—twice before. Reborn for the third time, caius is not just talented—he is unyielding, ruthless, and impossibly sharp. With a mind as keen as his blade and a mysterious system no other swordsman possesses, he refuses to rely on brute strength alone. Every battle is a lesson, every technique another weapon in his arsenal. He does not seek honor, nor does he waste time on fleeting desires. He bows to no one—on or off the battlefield. Yet, even after two lifetimes of mastery, the sword remains vast and unfathomable. There are truths he has yet to uncover, limits he has yet to shatter. Against peerless geniuses, ancient sects, and warlords who have ruled for centuries, fate is not so easily defied. This world is not kind to those who seek to rise above it, and even with all his knowledge and talent, caius is not invincible—yet. With every swing of his blade, his technique sharpens. With every battle, his resolve grows stronger. From towering warriors to forgotten legends, he will carve his path forward—until the very concept of the sword itself bends to his existence. This time, he will not stop at mastery. This time, he will claim Ethereal Eternity itself.

In the shadow-cloaked city of Norlington, where eldritch horrors seep through cobblestone cracks, Dr. Fran-a prodigious surgeon stitched together by paradox-operates the clandestine Mistveil Clinic under the cryptic guidance of her [Medical Module]. Between tending to gore-streaked mercenaries and cultists whispering to void-born deities, Fran undertakes 【Diagnostic Expeditions】 across the [Prime Reality] and its splintered anomalies. Each harrowing house call sharpens her unorthodox craft, funds her biomechanical obsessions, and drags her closer to the rot festering at the world's core. Her patients? A kaleidoscope of the extraordinary: heretical nuns wielding blessed artillery, philosophers with calcified lungs still spouting prophecies, and things that wear human skin poorly. Through their wounds, Fran unravels truths-about the city's pulsating heart, her own sutured past, and why the stars above Norlington blink in hexagonal patterns.

No bloodline. No prophecy. No gods. Only will. In the kingdom of Azmoria, where noble blood dictates power and destiny, Aldric is nothing—an orphan abandoned at St. Ardin’s Haven, a nameless street rat fighting for survival in the ruthless city of Blackreach. He has no divine gifts, no legendary lineage—only his wits, his fists, and an unyielding dream: to carve his own place in a world that refuses to acknowledge him. Forced into the shadows of the underworld, Aldric learns the art of survival from The Broken Daggers, a notorious gang led by the cunning and battle-hardened Edric Ironcrest, a fallen noble who despises the ruling class. When a fateful decision leads Aldric to infiltrate Castle Ravenshade, he stumbles upon a secret that could shake the entire realm. But a single mistake costs him everything—he is caught. Instead of execution, Aldric’s defiance intrigues Lord Darius Valmont, the ruler of Azmoria, and Master Lucian, a former Swordsmaster of the empire. In him, they see potential—a mind sharpened by hardship, a survivor unbroken by fate. But potential alone means nothing. As rebellion brews and powerful forces move unseen, Aldric is thrust into a brutal game of war, politics, and deception. He will either be crushed beneath the weight of fate or rise, blade in hand, to defy it. Because in a world where strength is law and destiny is dictated by kings and conquerors, Aldric will prove that even the most insignificant can wield a blade against fate.

After being brutally beaten to death, Zale awakens in a dark, empty void where time feels meaningless. Lost between the desire to rest and the hunger for revenge, he encounters a mysterious ball of light. When he touches it, the words “The Sin of Sloth” burn into his mind, and he’s pulled back to reality. He finds himself alive—his body healed and improved—but an overwhelming exhaustion weighs him down. Despite the newfound strength coursing through his veins, it’s paired with an intense, relentless fatigue. His movements are slow but unnaturally powerful, his senses sharpened even as his mind struggles to stay awake. Though the urge for revenge burns within him, Zale's thoughts constantly drift toward rest. His power, fueled by the Sin of Sloth, seems to grant him unnatural resilience and strength even in his tired state. But for now, revenge can wait. All he wants is to find a safe place to rest and gather the strength needed to crush those who wronged him. ________________ 5 power stone:- 2 chapter 1 golden ticket:- 2 chapter

In a world teeming with villains, villainesses, sons of destiny, and forgotten extras, Xu Mo walks a path shrouded in silence. An overlooked disciple of the Hidden Dragon Sect, he hides a secret even he has yet to fully grasp—he is the sect’s true successor. Misunderstood by allies, underestimated by enemies, and bound by an unbreakable vow of silence, he moves through the treacherous currents of fate unseen and unheard. Under the strict guidance of a calculating elder, Xu Mo hones his craft, sharpening himself into a force the world will one day reckon with. As ancient grudges resurface, sect rivalries ignite, and hidden forces stir, he must navigate deadly plots, uncover his true heritage, and rise above those who seek to control destiny itself. In a realm where fate is written in blood and ambition, silence is his deadliest weapon. ***** Support and Read 25 Advance chapters ::: patreon.com/yezar

Ezekiel Rhea’s orphan life ends the moment reality shatters. Thrust into the mythical realm of Aetherfall, where gods, demons, and forgotten legends shape history, he awakens to a world governed by power—but unlike others, he has none. No blessings, no divine favor, nothing. Yet, within him lies a hidden gift: the ability to replicate any skill, ability, or power—if he can understand its essence. This anomaly sets him apart, making him both a threat and a tool in the eyes of those who seek to control the world's fate. His journey begins at Aetherfall Academy, where warriors, mages, and divine prodigies sharpen their skills. But the academy is only the first step. As ancient forces stir, nations clash, and divine conspiracies unravel, Ezekiel is forced into the heart of a war beyond mortal comprehension. As he navigates shifting alliances, political intrigue, and the return of forgotten deities, one truth becomes clear: unbeknownst to him his arrival was no accident. He is a piece in a game played by gods—but whether he is a pawn or a king is yet to be decided. The world stands on the edge of ruin. Will he forge his own fate, or will he become the catalyst for an era of chaos?

[WSA Entry 2025] First two chapters gonna be info dump to make readers understand the power system and the whole world. [Disclaimer:] This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It delves into the darkest depths of humanity, where morality is shattered, and power reigns supreme. Most readers won’t have the courage to face this unrelenting descent into shadows. If you seek light, hope, and happiness, turn away now. But maybe  just maybe  you’re different. Strong enough to confront the abyss and see what lies beyond. If so, prove it. [Synopsis:] Veythor is a man cursed by fate, his existence a relentless cycle of suffering. Across three lives, he has endured nothing but torment and betrayal. On Earth, he was broken by those he trusted  betrayed by family, ruined by love, and left to die in despair. In his second life, his fate was even crueler, his body and soul crushed by monsters in human form. But Thalvoria his third life is the most merciless of all. A vast and unforgiving world, Thalvoria is ruled by beings of unimaginable power. Here, mages sunder mountains with a thought, empires rise and fall in rivers of blood, and forgotten gods slumber beneath the earth. Mythical beasts stalk cursed forests, and the very land hungers for suffering. In Thalvoria, even the heavens cast shadows  and every choice is a gamble with damnation. Yet Veythor refuses to break. Haunted by memories of his past lives, he sharpens his pain into a weapon. Every betrayal fuels his resolve, every scar strengthens his will. As the balance of power shifts and the Weave of Magic tightens its grip on the world, Veythor sets his sights on a singular goal: to seize control of his cursed destiny, no matter the cost his only goal is to destroy the whole world with himself. But in a land where salvation and damnation are two sides of the same coin, what will remain of the man who refuses to die? When the world itself thirsts for blood, Veythor will rise  or drag all of Thalvoria into the abyss with him.

Jin Muyeon was a legend in the MMA world, an undefeated fighter who mastered every combat style. In the cage, he was unstoppable—until he met his greatest opponent. A truck. Waking up as a frail orphaned boy in a world of martial arts and swordplay, Muyeon quickly realizes one thing: he doesn’t have Qi. No inner energy, no mystical powers, and no grand martial techniques. But does he need them? Armed with the instincts of a seasoned fighter and a mind sharpened by real-life battles, Muyeon refuses to be weak. Instead of learning Murim’s traditional martial arts, he adapts his MMA techniques—grappling, striking, counters—into a style that the Murim world has never seen before. No swords. No Qi. No mercy. As he enters an elite martial academy, he faces arrogant young masters, ruthless sects, and dark conspiracies. But nothing will stop him from finding the truth behind his past—and the ones who took everything from him. The Murim world was built on ancient traditions. Muyeon? He’s here to break them. “You think strength comes from Qi? Let’s see how well that works when I slam your skull into the ground.”

In a universe where strength defines destiny, Wang Lin is an anomaly. Once an orphan struggling in the slums of a fortified city, Wang Lin's fate changes the day he awakens the Almighty Codex, a mysterious system that grants knowledge, assigns perilous quests, and offers him a path to power—at a cost. Betrayed by those he once trusted, he vows never to be weak again. But survival isn’t easy. Earth, once a thriving world, was devastated by the Aether Surge, a cosmic phenomenon that mutated life, birthed monstrous beasts, and attracted alien invaders. Humanity clings to survival in fortified cities, ruled by warring factions, while the wastelands are overrun by creatures capable of leveling civilizations. With his evolving Celestial Blade, a mind sharpened by hardship, and a system that demands as much as it gives, Wang Lin embarks on a path of ascension. His journey takes him from the brutal trials of Earth to the uncharted realms of Celestial Haven, a distant world where empires are forged and destroyed. Along the way, he binds Aether Contracts, summoning legendary figures such as: Su Daji, the Bewitching Fox Spirit – A cunning illusionist who tests his wit. Sun Wukong, the Battle Maniac – A fearless warrior who trains him through combat. Medusa, the Petrifying Queen – A cold strategist who forces him to prove his worth. Thalor, the Solar Titan – A cosmic guardian who warns him of the abyss ahead. But as his power grows, so does the danger. Across the vast galaxies, an ancient force stirs—the Voidborn, beings that consume entire dimensions. Their leader, Zarathul, the Eternal Devourer, offers Wang Lin a choice: Join him in reshaping the universe… or be erased from existence. In a final battle that spans galaxies, dimensions, and even time itself, Wang Lin must make the ultimate decision: Seize the power to become a god and risk losing his humanity, or forge his own path and defy the will of the cosmos. From the ruins of Earth to the thrones of the stars, this is the legend of Wang Lin. This is… Celestial Ascent.

Exiled by his father, young Lord Kazuo Inazuma seeks refuge in his grandfather's ninja school, deep in the heart of Kaminari village. But tragedy strikes. Shadow ninjas destroy his former home, slaughtering the royal family. Fueled by loss and an unyielding thirst for vengeance, Kazuo sharpens his sword, ready to unleash a storm of retribution. Will his fiery resolve forge him into the warrior his village needs—or burn him to ashes? Immerse yourself in a tale of honour, betrayal and an unrelenting pursuit of justice. TRIGGER WARNING: Graphic violence, adult language and sexual assault. My Links: https://linktr.ee/kazuoinazuma

The Road to Vengeance Betrayed. Murdered. Reborn in darkness. Lady Eliana Rooin Valerius once lived a life of privilege, the beloved heir to a powerful noble house. But beneath the glittering facade of her world lurked treachery. Her uncle, Lord Theron, a man of ruthless ambition, orchestrated her downfall—her mother poisoned before her eyes, her own life stolen in a night of blood and betrayal. But death was not the end. Eliana awakens in the filth and shadows of the goblin underworld, her soul imprisoned in the twisted body of a wretched creature. Stripped of her name, her beauty, and her legacy, she is forced to endure the cruelty of a society where the weak are nothing more than prey. Beaten, starved, and humiliated, she should have withered away. But the fire of vengeance refuses to die. Through pain and suffering, Eliana sharpens herself into something new. She learns to survive, to fight, to exploit the brutal hierarchy of her new world. With every torment endured, she grows stronger, her mind sharper, her resolve unbreakable. She will not remain in the shadows forever. One day, she will return. And when she does, the world that cast her aside will burn.

Born from a love that defied fate, he was just a boy—held in the warmth of a mother who was never meant to love and a father who dared to dream beyond power. But by 11, Zai lost them. That day, the child who once knew warmth died. In his place, a ghost was born. For six years, he became a weapon—sharpened by pain, trained to fight, to kill, to survive. Yet, no matter how deadly he became, one question always haunted him. What was he fighting for? in a world where power is inherited, wealth dictates fate, and unseen forces control the future, Zaibatsu Academy, Kingdom of it's own stands as the cradle of the elite. Here, heirs of empires, financial titans, and prodigies of every field shape the next era. But among them walks an anomaly—Zai Kaizen. But power does not go unchallenged. Now, within the marble halls of Zaibatsu Academy, he walks among the elite, unnoticed, underestimated. The world believes in dynasties. In legacies passed from parent to child. In power that is owned, controlled, and kept in the hands of those who were "born worthy." The ones drawn to him—whether by fate, rivalry, or something deeper—are not ordinary. A woman whose quiet presence masks an unshakable fire. A strategist who sees patterns others miss. A warrior who refuses to be outmatched. A rival whose ambition mirrors his own. One by one, they stand at his side—not as subordinates, not as pawns, but as equals.. Each with their own war to fight, their own thrones to claim. Some will challenge him. Some will stand beside him. Some will fall for him. But together, they will carve a path through a world that was never meant for them. They are the Chosen Kin TikTok @Kahnhustler Updates from Author Cover Design by Liisha Zaibatsu “Zai Kaizen Chosen Kin Written by Tabish khan Penname Kahnhustler Copyright 2025 by Tabish khan Pen Name Kahnhustler For permissions, inquiries, or rights requests, please contact: | @kahnhustler on TikTok | dm me on Webnovel First Printing: [March, 2025] All rights reserved worldwide.

Reincarnated Into a Martial Art World In a world where strength reigns supreme and the weak are crushed, protagonist finds himself reborn into a land of martial arts, ancient secrets, and deadly rivalries. Unlike most, power isn’t handed to him—he must carve his own path. Here, progression isn’t about following a set formula. To break through to higher realms, one must research, experiment, and create unique techniques—a journey of self-discovery where only the truly talented rise. With danger lurking at every turn and powerful enemies standing in his way, our protagonist must sharpen his skills, outthink his rivals, and forge a martial path entirely his own. This is not a story of instant power. It’s a slow-burn journey of growth, struggle, and mastery. Witness as our protagonist transcends the limits of martial arts—one battle at a time. A world of danger. A path of self-discovery. A legend in the making. I won't be dropping it anytime soon, still have a lot more ideas for this particular novel, I will be needing your support too. It might be slow at at the beginning the reason is I want you all to get like a basic setting of thing then it will start moving at a normal pace.

They had always said that the mate bond is sacred, that the Moon Goddess makes no mistakes. But he rejected me without hesitation, cold and heartless. Selene was weak, powerless and unwanted. The bastard rogue son of an Alpha rejected her, and in despair, she threw herself into the river… but she wasn’t the one who crawled out. Raven Blackwood was an assassin, feared and deadly. A failed mission and next thing she knew, she was inside a stranger’s body in a world of beasts and supernaturals. Rescued and groomed by an ancient Luna spirit, she was no longer the broken girl he rejected, she was now a weapon, sharpened and honed in the dark. While the rejected Alpha’s son slaughtered his brothers and seized his father’s throne, she rose as the masked assassin hired to wipe out his pack. The moment he faced her, something cracked inside him. His wolf growled. His frozen heart stirred. Because he rejected her, the Moon Goddess had cursed him to feel nothing. So why did he feel everything… for her?

In a decaying city where the powerful prey on the powerless, *Liam Carter*—a broke janitor with nothing but a mop and a mountain of debt—discovers a tattered journal in the trash. Its pages, scrawled by a homeless man named *Old Joe*, hold brutal truths: *“Fear is fuel. Pain is a teacher. And even the weakest can burn empires.”* When Liam’s younger sister *Mia*—chronically ill and running out of time—becomes collateral in a corrupt politician’s scheme, he has two choices: die quietly or fight dirtier. Armed with guerrilla tactics from Old Joe’s journal and a **survival instinct** sharpened by desperation, Liam wages war against the **Iron Fist Gang**, their billionaire puppeteers, and the broken system that wants him dead. But survival has a cost. Every victory leaves scars. Every ally—a cynical nurse, a retired boxer, a hacker teen—demands loyalty Liam isn’t sure he can give. And as he rises from janitor to folk hero, Liam must answer the question haunting Old Joe’s journal: “Will you be a spark… or the wildfire that consumes everything?”

In the aftermath of Lal Bahadur Shastri’s untimely death, India stands at a crossroads. The nation, recovering from war and economic turmoil, is torn between emerging political factions, bureaucratic stagnation, and foreign influence. Amidst this uncertainty, a man awakens in an unfamiliar body—the adopted grandson of the late prime minister—with memories of another life intact. At first, he remains an outsider, watching as power struggles within the government and resistance from entrenched elites threaten to push India into deeper instability. But as corruption tightens its grip on the system and opportunities for progress slip away, he realizes that silence is no longer an option. With a mind sharpened by modern knowledge and a heart devoted to the country’s future, he steps into the political arena—not as a ruler, but as a reformer. Balancing ambition with integrity, he builds alliances, navigates treacherous power plays, and works to reshape India’s industries, governance, and global standing. Yet, every step forward comes at a cost, forcing him to walk a fine line between diplomacy and strategy, loyalty and necessity. In a world where power is fleeting and idealism alone is not enough, can he lead India toward prosperity without compromising his principles? Or will the weight of history force him to make impossible choices? Warning: This is a work of fiction and does not depict real events, individuals, or political entities. Any similarities to actual people, organizations, or historical events are purely coincidental. The story explores various aspects of politics, including both criticism and praise of different ideologies and governance styles. The author does not endorse or oppose any political party. The intent is to provide a compelling narrative, not to reflect real-world political opinions.

Adrian Morvain was a name whispered in fear, a warlord who defied empires and shattered the Accord. But in the end, even he could not escape fate. Betrayed, captured, and sentenced to burn, the world believed him dead—his ashes scattered, his legacy erased. But Adrian did not stay dead. He awakens in chains, imprisoned in a new body, in a world that does not know him. His enemies rule unchallenged, his empire lies in ruin, and the gods themselves conspire against him. Yet, Adrian is no mere man. He is a force of will, a mind sharpened by war, a being too relentless to fall. If the world thinks Adrian Morvain is gone, they are mistaken. He will rise. He will reclaim. And this time, he will not fall alone. Loyalty is fleeting. Betrayal is inevitable. But power? Power is eternal.

Ash Mercier has always been good at understanding people what they want, what they fear, what makes them tick. It’s not magic. Just observation, pattern recognition, a skill sharpened over years of watching the world with cold, detached clarity. He thought he had life figured out. Until one night, something shifts. It starts small. A street that feels too quiet. A flickering light that shouldn’t matter. A strange feeling he can’t shake. Coincidence. Imagination. That’s what he tells himself. But the moments keep piling up. The city around him feels… wrong. The people, the places things he’s known his whole life suddenly feel unfamiliar, like a script he’s no longer following. Ash has spent his life reading people apart, staying in control, always one step ahead. But now, for the first time, he’s starting to wonder has he ever truly been in control at all?