Bnha Stain

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] In a world ruled by bloodlines and noble houses, Lucien, a boy from the modern world, is reincarnated into the body of Kitsaro Azrael Vaelthyr, the illegitimate son of Duke Zephiron Kael Vaelthyr, head of one of the most powerful aristocratic families. His mother, Sylvara Inari Vaelthyr, was a mysterious woman of common birth. Inheriting the Bloodline of his mother the noble family despised him, treating him as an outcast and a stain upon their lineage. However, unbeknownst to them—and to Kitsaro himself—his mother carried the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Sovereign, a mythical creature of immense power and unparalleled cunning. This bloodline had once brought entire empires to their knees through manipulation, illusions, and untold supernatural abilities. It was said to have vanished a century ago… until now.

Three days before the engagement, Richard Vanderwoodsen abandoned Windsor Luna and flew to Paris, merely to comfort his "depressed" mistress. That night, the proudest rose of Manhattan got drunk at a top - notch bar. She stopped a passing financial tycoon and said, "Mr. Black, how about getting engaged to me?" The entire upper - class society in New York knew that Richard was the Achilles' heel of Miss Windsor. When everyone was waiting for this socialite to bow her head and admit her mistake, she quietly signed a prenuptial agreement and became Leonardo Black's legal wife. When they met again, the once arrogant young master Vanderwoodsen had lost his family inheritance rights. He cornered Luna on the terrace of a charity dinner, his voice hoarse. "I regret it. Give me another..." Before he could finish, a hand with distinct knuckles had already wrapped around Luna's waist. Leonardo swirled the champagne glass in his hand, his ice - blue eyes glinting with cold light. "Sorry, my wife is allergic to cheap perfume - especially the kind stained with someone else's tears."

In a world where strength reigns supreme, Lin Shu walks a path paved with blood and ambition. Marked by ruthless determination, he seeks power above all else, casting aside weakness, mercy, and anything that stands in his way. His journey is one of endless trials, each battle shaping him into something more fearsome, more relentless. To him, domination is not a goal—it is the only path. His hands are stained with the lives of those who dared to cross him, his gaze cold and unreadable, reflecting the abyss he has embraced. He does not chase honor, nor does he care for bonds; all that matters is the ascent, no matter the cost. As he carves his way forward, leaving ruin in his wake, one question lingers: when power is all that remains, what will be left of the man who sought it?

Matthew, a 25-year-old otaku, never imagined his obsession with fantasy worlds would turn into reality—until a fatal gas leak ended his life and transported him to another world. But this wasn’t the second chance he hoped for. Born as the illegitimate son of an affair, his very existence was a stain on his family’s honor, and his father relentlessly sought to kill him. Yet Matthew, now Claude, survived, again and again, driven by an unyielding will to live. Until one day he discovered his power darkness. Feared and reviled in this world, dark mages were hunted and burned alive. Knowing his gift could become his downfall, he trained in secret under Theo, his true father. When he turned sixteen, he, his mother, Dalia, and Theo planned their escape from the small town. But their attempt was thwarted by knights and clerics from the Promised Land. Though he narrowly escaped with his life, the cost was high—his family’s safety shattered. Wounded and desperate, Matthew fled to the fabled Elysian Plains, the last hope for those like him. However, just as they neared Elysium, Claude was struck down by the Saint—killed in an instant. Yet, against all odds, he lived again. The voice of the man before him confirmed it. “You are the descendant of the Lord of Calamity. I grant you this kingdom and the power to crush all who stand in your way.” The man’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Write your own bloody history, Claude. Until we meet again, I expect you to have conquered this world.” And with that, Claude awakened to a power beyond his imagination—the legendary system he had longed for. Yet, as he soon realized, it was no system at all. [Oh? So you expect me to be like the ones in your memories?] [A system that grants you quests and guides your hand?] [Very well.] [Welcome to the Elysium of Darkness System, Lord of Calamity.] A series of commands etched themselves into his mind, each word dripping with ominous purpose. [Your first quest has been issued.] [Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]

In a world where cruelty reigns and only the ruthless survive, Arthur—a boy born in the gutters of a city ruled by monsters—knows only one truth: power decides fate. Shackled by the past, driven by vengeance, and desperate to carve his own path, he plunges into a brutal struggle for dominance. But as blood stains his hands and the lines between man and beast blur, Arthur stumbles upon something far more dangerous than war—fragments of a life he was never meant to have. A name. A home. A reason to fight beyond survival. But is survival enough, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? Discord link: https://discord.gg/NKnyfY9S

In a world of endless star fields and interdimensional wars, the wizards' floating city conquered one world after another. At the wizard academy, through blood-stained exams, the towering wizard tower sent wizards batch after batch. Becoming an apprentice wizard, Richard activated the miracle furnace deep within his soul, where constant refining of materials granted him knowledge and skills... The veteran's weapon could be refined into legendary martial arts techniques. The ancient wizard's encrypted notes could be refined into lost knowledge. The remains of brutal monsters could be refined into monster bloodlines. In this era of great voyages in the wizarding world, Richard was destined to become a leader of his time.

Former bigshot, Ying Zijin, woke up one day as the lost daughter of the Ying family, who had been missing for fifteen years. The Ying family promptly adopted another child to replace her. Upon returning to the wealthy family, everyone mocked her for not being as clever, capable, sensible, and elegant as a fake heiress. Her parents considered her a stain on the family and warned her not to harbor any illusions of being a lady of the family. They said she should be grateful for being a foster daughter, or else they would send her away. Ying Zijin: "I'll leave then. No need to see me off." While the Ying family celebrated joyously and others waited to see the real heiress make a fool of herself, influential figures from various fields took action. The top-rated idol with the most influential fans said, "Miss Ying, just let me know if you need anything." The heir to a global economic monopoly said, "Ying family? What's that? Boss, should we just wipe them out?" The number one martial artist in the country asked, "Who dares to bully my master?" The genius teenage boy with an IQ of 228 said, "That's my sister." A man with an incredibly seductive appearance smirked lazily and casually, saying, "Sure, then call me brother-in-law." The influential figures were confused. When the real heiress' true identity was restored, it caused a sensation on the internet. The Ying family went crazy and knelt, crying and begging her to come back. The international powerhouse family said, "Sorry, let me introduce her. This is our real heiress." Reborn as a king, making a strong comeback and launching a counterattack!

A good brother was troubled by the need to break off a marriage engagement, After drinking, the young Marquis of Marquis Duanjing Residence, Yan Qing, was willing to take a stab for his good brother, "It's just a woman, right? I'll marry her!" When the alcohol wore off, he looked at Ling Hua who had come to find him— He regretted it so much his guts turned green! At the age of thirteen, Ling Hua struck the complaint drum to bring a lawsuit to the Emperor's attention, daring to risk her life by dragging down the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor's family from power, saving the entire Ling Family and thus making a name for herself in the Capital City. Three years later, she reorganized the Ling Family, firmly grasping it in her hands, leaving no one able to shake it. Every time Yan Qing mentioned her, he sighed with emotion, thankful he didn't marry this woman. —In the end, he married her! ------------------------ Yan Qing: A young man holding a grasp of the crisp breeze, intoxicating the verdant courtyard with the fragrance of orchids for miles Ling Hua: Stained by the color of Begonia from Qiyun Mountain, worthy of plucking a single bloom to hasten the adornment of makeup

Since the Great Fracture and the partial destruction of the Moon, Earth has become nothing more than a wasteland, devoured by corruption. An unknown gigantic sword, emerging from the infinitely distant reaches of the universe, pierced the Unnameable, impaling it upon the star of dreams. Now, humanity lives in a waking nightmare, struggling to survive in a world where Umbra and Lumen wage an endless battle. Cities are built around sacred sites, where Lumen, the only source of purification, is wielded to repel the creeping darkness. But Umbra, with its abominations born of the shadows, relentlessly threatens what remains of humanity. Gaël is stained by this darkness. Umbra flows within him, eating away at his body and mind, and each time he draws upon this forbidden power, he edges closer to madness. He knows his fate is sealed, that his chances of surviving what he is becoming are slim. But rather than cower in fear, he chooses another path. He wants to follow in the footsteps of the Brothers of the Sword. Where the chosen of Lumen purify, the Brothers cut and annihilate. Where the cities hide behind the light, they plunge into the darkness. Feared, revered, and shrouded in legend, these warriors are, for most, nothing more than children’s tales. Gaël knows his life will be short. So before he vanishes, he wants to uncover the truth behind these fables, and if possible, live a brief, glorious saga, cutting down a few abominations along the way.

Synopsis A wedding day is supposed to mark the beginning of happiness. But not for Rizky and Nabila. When the altar bears witness to betrayal, it's not just hearts that shatter—but the honor of two families. Rizky chooses to run, leaving Nabila alone at the wedding, staining their name with an unforgivable disgrace. Carrying wounds too deep to heal, Nabila walks away, hoping that distance will erase the past. But fate does not offer such an easy escape. In a foreign land, they meet again—not as lovers, but as strangers burdened by history. Amidst resentment, hope, and traditions that bind them, will they uncover the true meaning of love? Or will history repeat itself once more?

Born into a legendary bloodline, Ren Kuroshi was meant to wield the Eyes of Death—a power that could heal gods and conquer wars. Instead, he was cursed with Zone 0—powerless, worthless, a stain on his clan’s legacy. Years of relentless training led to nothing. One strike from his brother proved the truth—effort cannot defy fate. But Ren refuses to accept weakness. If the world won’t give him power, he’ll take it. Through blood and sacrifice, he calls upon the King of Hell—the source of his clan’s power. This is the beginning of something monstrous.

When Harukou wakes up in an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by luxury and servants calling him Young Master Kael, he quickly realizes something is wrong. He doesn’t remember this place, this name, this life. But as fragments of lost memories creep back, one thing becomes clear: he is no longer Harukou. He is Kael Valor, the weakest son of the most powerful family on the continent. Scorned by his family, ridiculed by the knights, and dismissed as a failure, Kael is a stain on the legendary Valor bloodline. With no talent for swordsmanship, no strength to his name, and a reputation for mischief, his future is nothing but bleak. But when flashes of war and fire begin to surface in his mind... memories that don’t belong to Kael. He starts to question everything. Can he change the fate of this fallen noble? Can he rise from disgrace and prove his worth to a family that has already given up on him? Or will he be crushed under the weight of expectations, destined to live as a weak and forgotten shadow in the house of Valor? In a world where strength is everything, Kael must find his own path, or lose as a bastard of this family. Art by: Justin Cruz

A seasoned hitman in his forties, known only as "The Clown," accepts what he believes is a routine contract. Little does he know it's a setup. After completing his mission, he's ambushed and fatally wounded. Instead of darkness, he awakens to chaos—the cries of a newborn (himself) in a dimly lit brothel. A midwife holds him, presenting him to an exhausted prostitute who barely acknowledges her son. Born into the underbelly of a medieval fantasy world, the former hitman must find his way in life as the unwanted child of a brothel worker. But in a world where nobility oppresses the poor and violence rules the streets, can a man with blood-stained hands from two lifetimes ever truly wash them clean?

Saoirse Murphy works dough during the day and tends to injuries at night, trapped in a deteriorating bakery in Queens and burdened by her father's gambling debts. When he disappears, taking her life’s savings with him and selling her virginity to New York’s most dangerous crime lord, survival requires a harsh decision: yield to Diego Villanueva’s desires for three months or be sold to traffickers. Diego, a man shaped by ice and revenge, demands obedience, not the sharp-witted baker who contests his every directive. Blindsided by his opulent realm of tailored suits and blood-stained diamonds, Saoirse unveils secrets darker than her father's wrongdoings. Diego’s empire is on the brink of collapse, his adversaries closing in, and her defiance sparks a perilous game. As their confrontations escalate into reckless desire, she reveals the wounds beneath his brutality, and he discovers her resilience is a force that no restraint can suppress. However, allegiance comes at a cost. When her father reappears and Diego’s foes threaten their fragile bond, Saoirse must choose: escape with the fragments of her broken dreams or stand beside a man who consumes everything he encounters. Love is a formula for destruction. Or the sole ingredient that can redeem them both.

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

This is my third poetry to BFF, written on February 6th, 2024. You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream By: Amoureax Amant You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream, sea tide crashing on shore laid in sunbeam, shore sand kissing ocean waved on island, ocean turning orange orange-stained sand. You came like floating cloud aloft blue sea, watched turtles slept under coconut tree, with melody of birds came with sea tide, with reflection drifting toward shoreside. You went like falling rain aloft heaven, fluttered like morning dew dropped in ocean, vanished like foam of fish fluttered in air, like spray of sea blossomed fairer than fair. Perhaps you were mirage appeared garden, or else you were angel came back heaven.

Omegaverse## Kaelith thought his life was over when his machine blinked its last light, his step-sister’s novel still in his hands. Dying while reading a love story: wasn’t that just cruel irony? He never even had the chance to experience love himself. But death wasn’t the end—it was a reset. When Kael opened his eyes, he wasn’t in a hospital or some afterlife. He was inside the very book he had just finished, a world ruled by Alphas, where Omegas were expected to submit, and vampires lurked in the shadows of power. And him? He was a nobody. A character that wasn’t meant to exist. But worse than that, he was an Omega, born into a prestigious Alpha family that saw his existence as a stain. Hidden from the world by a father who refused to acknowledge him, protected only by a mother’s desperate pleas. Yet, unlike the character in the novel who lived in quiet submission, Kael refused to let this new life be another cage. He wanted to live. To experience everything he never could. So he went to college. He went to parties. He kissed a stranger at a club. That was his first mistake. Because that stranger? Leonhardt. A ruthless Alpha who never cared for Omegas until Kael’s scent shattered his world. Then came Veyron. The Chaos Bringer. A vampire minister who lived for centuries without temptation until Kael’s blood left him intoxicated and craving more. And lastly, Cauis. The sanctuary. A Beta who saw Kael for who he was, but loved him with conditions, and refused to let him go. Kael only wanted to have fun. To finally live. Instead, he found himself at the center of a dangerous game where love, obsession, and power blurred into one. And the scariest part? He didn’t know if he wanted to escape or to fall even deeper. — An Alpha. A Vampire. A Beta. Who would he choose? Would it be Leonhardt, the possessive Alpha who refuses to let him go? Veyron, the enigmatic vampire who tempts him with both danger and pleasure? Or Cauis, the only one who offers him a love with conditions? One heart. Three paths. Which one will he follow?

Vermilion Snow Amid the cold, unforgiving landscapes of war, two lives collide in the shadows of deception. She is Anya Blackwood, an elite British spy—trained to manipulate, infiltrate, and vanish without a trace. Her mission is clear: gather intelligence, expose weaknesses, and ensure victory for her country. But war has a way of blurring lines, and the moment she steps onto Russian soil, her path becomes entangled with the very enemy she is meant to destroy. He is a Russian soldier, bound by duty and discipline. His orders are simple: trust no one, eliminate threats without hesitation. But when a woman appears out of nowhere on a snowy battlefield, something about her feels... off. A civilian? A threat? A ghost from the enemy's side? He should turn her in, yet an inexplicable force holds him back. In a world where betrayal is inevitable, and trust is a luxury, they walk a razor’s edge between duty and desire. And when blood stains the snow, one question remains— Who will be the first to fall?

Love; is it nothing but a fleeting emotion? Is it something that makes a human better or worse? Does love equal obsession or does obsession equal love? Francisco loved Lydia to the point of no return, to the point where he stained his hands red with blood. His love transfigured into obsession when the thought and risk of losing came up again; he was willing to go to any height to keep her to himself. Lydia, being imprisoned in her own home, accepted Francisco's insanity as love and let him save her. However, after their bloody twists and turns, they left a remanent, a spark that will come to bite them in the future.

"Some stories don't end with love. Some hearts never heal. And some obsessions are deadly." She loved him for 12 years. For 12 years, he never looked back. Ayla Wilson's world revolved around one man-Silas Williams.A love unspoken, a devotion unseen. She was the girl who watched from the shadows, the girl who never dared to step too close. Until the night she ran. Until the night she had nowhere else to go. A forced marriage. A locked door. A father who saw her as nothing more than a bargaining chip. The walls closed in, suffocating, unbreakable. Then came the escape. A wedding gown stained with rain and desperation. Footsteps pounding against the pavement. And a destination she should have never chosen. Silas Williams! But Silas was no longer the distant boy she once admired. He was untouchable. Ruthless. A man with a heart colder than she could ever imagine. A wife by law, yet a ghost in his world. A marriage that existed only in ink, hidden behind their home. A dangerous love. She told herself she could survive this. That she could live in his shadow without demanding more. Then everything changed. A loss so cruel it shattered everything.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Set against the neon hum of modern life, this is a story of tangled lies, bruised hearts, and the messy collision of love and redemption. Enter Su Shangzhi, who had always been overlooked by her own family and her biological parents. She was nothing more than a stain in the Su household. But nothing else mattered to her, not the mockery or the disdain, as she had already fallen deeply into the cruel game of love~ On the other hand, no one knew that Mo Yexuan who won the best actor award title for three consecutive years was also unable to move past the shackles of his own demons. Two heart and two soul; Can love really heal everything and force Mo Yexuan to truly let go of their past and start over? Can Su Shangzhi really break through the walls guarding Mo Yexuan’s frozen heart, or will she have to herself in the end? And all that will be remain are shattered glass that can never be mend forever~~ ps: Picture taken from Pinterest.

Fate knows that timid people won't amuse her, so she serves them plain death as a conclusion. Being a philosophy student, the sixteen year old Kanito Aramishi had a humble yet principled personality. But his dreams were rather jejune : living a decent and respectful life. If there was something he hated the most, it was standing out. He hated to become the centre of attention. However one day, his biggest fear came true, a life-changing event uprooted him from his sweet life of normalcy. Returning home one night from his high school's farewell party, Kanito finds himself struck in an array of supernatural events. He is stabbed in the chest by a mysterious man and as he is about to die, he sees ferrocious, otherworldly creatures appear out of countless red portals. "Please God, give me refuge in Heaven." is what he ponders on the brink of his death, but then, a saviour descends down from the skies who whisks him away to a different world. In this new world, Kanito finds out that a mysterious race called the "demons" have waged a war against possibly every life form in existence. He learns that the destruction of his world was not merely an apocalyptic event but a planned invasion by this race. This single event landed the first blow to the strong foundations of his morality. The night he bid farewell to his school became the night he bid farewell to his own world. He accquired the status of a refugee, a stain that he will carry forever. What is this growing cruelty inside? Is violence, hatred and horror justified in a cruel world? What will Kanito choose – the newfound cruelty or the long-cherished empathy? Will he stick to his beliefs or will he give them all an egregious definition? Those will answered as the march of time continues revealing the refugee's and eventually the world's true purpose.

As one of GHOST FLEET's most formidable agents, ERIKA had spent her life honing her skills for a single purpose: vengeance. The monsters who tore her world apart, stripping her of family, pride, and dignity, had no idea she was coming for them. Armed with unyielding resolve, she believed she was ready to unleash hell. But vengeance is rarely simple, and the truth has a way of cutting deeper than any blade. The man she had silently loved, long before she even understood the depth of her feelings, stood revealed as her enemy’s most trusted ally. The love she once deemed unshakable was nothing more than a cruel illusion, a game in which she was but a pawn. Betrayed and broken, she did the unthinkable. Without a moment's hesitation, she leveled her gun at the one who once held her heart. Yet what Erika didn’t know was that, to him, she was not a pawn but the very center of his world. She was the dream he had dared to pray for, the light he craved in a life of shadows. And for her, he would set the entire world aflame—even if it meant turning it against himself. She was a phoenix, rising unbroken from the ashes of her past. He was the storm, destined to burn beneath her radiance. In a tale woven with betrayal and regret, friendship and greed, the unrelenting pursuit of power, and mysteries buried deep, one truth remained: Even in the face of hatred, even when stained with blood and vengeance, love does not die. It endures. It transforms. And it consumes.

Haruma awakens in a world that isn’t his. The sky is wide, the moon is shattered, and his hands are stained with blood that is not his own. He remembers nothing — not how he arrived there, not who he used to be, only the pressure of a strange world crushing him. Magic pulses throughout the land with the cadence of a living being, warping the fabric of reality itself. Imperiums wax and wane in the hands of warlords who twist the covenants of reality. Cults speak of a goddess who spins the destiny of all things. And in the darkness, something much older awakens — a force that is not supposed to exist but lies in wait for him to recall. Haruma never wanted power. He never wanted war. But when the stars themselves bow before the commands of the strong, in pursuit of survival, strength means nothing—it means everything to resist. And whatever he decides to do or not to do, something awaits him on the other side of the Veil. And has been a long time coming

When humanity teetered on the brink of extinction at the hands of the strongest Demon King, Four Humans were chosen by the Gods to help them liberate the world from his tyranny. Yet, "the world" is no simple tale of black and white—its truths are painted in shades of grey. Betrayed by his own people, the Demon King falls, only to be reborn in a new life. Fuelled by vengeance, he seeks to reclaim his throne and punish those who wronged him. But will he ever be able to change his fate—a fate that takes everything from him, no matter how many times he tries?

Devastated by the death of her destined mate and her family, Reana refused to choose another mate for three years. But with the council breathing down her neck, she had no other choice but to consider her options: Beta Ryan, the one who was chosen by the pack to become her second chance mate. But to everyone's surprise, she chose a servant, Ryder. The pack members and the council were livid. How could they bow to a servant turned Alpha? It was already enough that their Black Moon Pack was magnanimous to strays – in the past, giving them a home and work to help their living conditions, but now, one of such people would become their Alpha? Impossible! No way! What if Ryder was a spy? An enemy in disguise? Meanwhile, Ryder, the servant, was more than that. He was the feared and revered Alpha Snow of the Southern Islands - the dared-devil who was at war with the moon goddess for three lifetimes, just for Reana. And this lifetime, he was going all out, laying all his cards down. Who cares what he has to become just to claim his woman? Since Reana would not marry an Alpha from other packs, yet, was destined to become a Luna, then joining her pack as a 'pitiful' servant was his best bet. *** Reana's heart skipped a beat. There was something about the way Ryder said 'My Luna' that sent a shiver down her spine. The possessive undertone was unmistakable, and for a moment, Reana felt a flutter in her chest. She looked away, trying to compose herself. Perhaps, he didn't mean it that way, after all, he was the first to call her that. It was either 'Luna Reana' or plainly 'Luna.' With this conclusion, she turned back to him, her face cold and indifferent as usual, intending to respond. "You're my cho—" She stopped herself, her gaze drifting to the smudge of blood on his cheek. She didn't like the stain; it marred his handsome face like a drop of red ink on a white ceremonial dress. Without thinking, Reana reached out to clean the blood. As her hand made contact with his warm skin, a jolt of electricity coursed through her. Startled and about to withdraw her hand, Ryder suddenly leaned into her touch. Reana's heart skipped another beat. Ryder's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity. "Does My Luna find me worthy to become her chosen mate?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I think I have good qualities. I don't have a mate, nor have I ever touched any woman. I'm still a virgin…" *** Please, check the review and character profile first, then prologue chapter before you dive into the story. It's very, very important. More tags~ #Rebirth #Obsession

In a night shrouded in darkness and chaos, a child witnesses the brutal murder of his father at the hands of a savage raider. Amidst the anguished cries of his tribe and the horrific scene unfolding around him, the child, filled with regret and a desperate desire to survive, confronts his father's killer using the weapon of vengeance. As he grapples with the overwhelming loss, he recalls his father's final words: "Live." Faced with a world rife with violence, degradation, and despair, the child resolves to forsake his name and embrace a darker path if it means survival. Commencing an unknown ritual he learned from some ancient scriptures, the child inadvertantly summons the God of Death, who appears amid a river of blood, offering the child with a twisted bargain: in exchange for his own life, the child must trade a soul of someone with his blood or died by his own hand. As the child succumbs to his newfound fate, he becomes a vessel for the God of Death’s ambitions. He awakens as a changed being, burdened by the weight of his choices and the realization that his path may lead to a future stained in blood. With the God of Death's mocking promise—“Let this world dye with Crimson”—the child, now without a name, sets off on a perilous journey to navigate the tumultuous landscape of his existence, where he must confront the nature of vengeance, survival, and what it truly means to live.

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

Kidnapped at birth, Cierra’s life was never meant to be ordinary. A single mistake—a child stolen in place of another—set off a chain of events that would shape her into something unrecognizable. Trapped in a world where betrayal lurked in every shadow, she became a pawn in a game she never agreed to play. Raised in captivity, controlled by unseen hands, and molded into a weapon, Cierra struggles to hold onto the fragments of her humanity. Blood stains her hands, but the desire to survive burns brighter than the darkness consuming her. Yet, even as she fights for freedom, powerful forces conspire to keep her caged—some seeking to use her, others desperate to possess her. When the truth of her stolen identity resurfaces, the line between ally and enemy blurs. Love and vengeance intertwine, forcing Cierra to make a choice: reclaim the life that was taken from her or embrace the monster they created. But the past does not let go so easily, and neither do the people who refuse to lose her. In a world where survival means sacrificing pieces of herself, will Cierra break free, or will she be forced to accept the fate others have written for her?