Jesus

This is the tale of an average nobody, who after his death got transmigrated in a new world. The memories of his average life flashed before his eyes, as he found nothing that was noteworthy about him. So in this new world should he try to change that, should he wish to be supreme, rise to the peak or to rule the heavens, but he's too lazy for that. "And how come all the names are so familiar. Don't tell me, am I in that novel?" Soon after waking up he realised this world was based upon the very first novel he read years ago. At first he felt happy that finally something unexpected happened in his life. But that happiness was short lived as he remembered the plot of the book and the crisis that was coming for the world. If that wasn't enough he was living in the body of Rio Raven Blake - avatar of Nyx. Known by his other names like The last dark spawn, The first fallen or The infamous Devil. In a world brimming with dungeons, towers, Gods, Demons, monsters and magic - our MC finds himself trapped in the body of the last villain. "I don't care about the novel plot, I'll just ignore it, and live my life peacefully." At least that was his plan, until he heard a voice in his head , that he's been waiting for all this time. [DING] [TING] [TIDING] [DID YOU MISS ME??? ] 'The great villain system, what a funny name.' You can earn points by ruining the plotlines, and can get whatever you want. Let me see, I'm a master at messing things up. [What, someone is going to do a prophecy that I will become the villain after growing up - kill him while he's still a kid.] [what, this potion was made for the protagonist and the alchemist heroine - I'll take it with me.] [ohh you're the one who saves the protagonist when he was about to die - go to prison, you traitor.] [wait, you have a sister. but she is sick and needs help - here take this potion and work for me.] Got a money making slave for life. [What, my parents are fixing my engagement with the princess, who's also a main heroine, but will betray me later and help everyone kill me - Humph...just you wait...] Once the plot started many years later, at the academy entrance exam. Protagonist was shining brightly, breaking all records, taking first rank, but no one was talking about him. As the news came out that the genius of humanity Rio Blake, will be joining the academy too. Not only mortals, even Gods and Demons were surprised at this sudden development too. {Nyx nods at her believers achievements} {Odin says you've grown a lot} {Gauri/Kali challenges you to fight her believer} {Jesus prays for your souls redemption} {Anubis awaits your enemies doom} {Lucifer writes down your lines, as you take on the Devil persona} The protagonist just stared at the guy who took all the limelight from him, but his surprise turned to shock, when his sister ran and hugged the man, while crying her eyes out, saying she missed him and she was sorry. "What is happening? Who is he? {Apollo curses...} ## -- A/N - 1) NO HAREM. (I believe in soulmate love 2) MC doesn't care about right, wrong, good, evil - as long as he gets what he want, he'll do it. 3) He hates the so called righteous hypocrites, so don't think he'll be friends with protagonist. 4) MC is serious when it comes to relationships, so don't expect any kind of pokemon collection harem. 5) MC hates the plot, so he'll ruin it. Do not expect him to follow it or him trying to keep it same as written. 6) I don't like hiding my strength tropes, so not happening. He will be OP, and a badass. ## -- Join my discord for character arts and discussions https://discord.gg/zFTJsYP7kM DevilDarkness#0506

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

The year is 789 AD. The world is in shambles, and it's one kid's job to revive God's Glory. That kid is Genji. Genji will traverse the world of Denial, as the Name suggests, the world's memory of a God is gone. The person responsible for this was Lucifer, often referred to as the world's Devil. God gave Genji a vision that commanded him to remind the world of who saved them the first time and who'll save them again. Genji explained this to his best friend Hanzo, and alongside each other, they'll search for the scrolls of God's Scripture, and to bring back the remembrance of God's glory and Jesus's sacrifice.!

A warrior seeking vengeance. A prince cursed by a demon. An empire on the brink of chaos. Meiying has spent years training in secret, preparing to return home; but when she does, she finds her family murdered and her home reduced to ashes. Her only path forward is revenge. Yet fate takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng from an ambush, unknowingly binding herself to his cursed destiny. Marked by the emperor’s desperate deal with dark forces, Cheng carries a burden that threatens not only his life but the empire itself. Mei unlocks a rare and ancient ability—the power to manipulate life force, once wielded by the empire’s protectors. As dark forces rise and political conspiracies unfold, Meiying is drawn into a battle far greater than her own revenge. With the empire on the brink of collapse, she must master her newfound power and choose where her loyalty lies. Can she break the curse and help save a doomed empire, or will her thirst for vengeance lead to destruction? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

*House of Redemption** In the heights of Heaven, where time does not touch pure hearts, Sara Kosmos Gi Magdalena, daughter of Jesus Kosmos Gi Lámpsiy and Mary Magdalene, watches with sorrow the corruption of Earth. Though she appears to be twenty years old, she is over two thousand years old, and she decides to descend to the world of men to give them one last chance at redemption. Hidden under a humble identity, she builds a house amidst the modern chaos: the **House of Redemption**, a refuge of love, healing, and truth. But her purity is rejected, her kindness mocked, and like her father before her, Sara is seen as naive by a world that has lost its faith. By her side stands Samuel, a young man who sees in her a light impossible to ignore and becomes her protector and first believer. Together, with the help of Carmen, a young woman scarred by a tragic past, and Francisco, a man seeking redemption for his own sins, they will fight against both invisible and visible forces. For evil does not sleep. Lucifer hides in the heart of corrupted religions, unjust systems, and men who kill in the name of faith. And when the shadows of the past rise again to slay the righteous, Sara must decide: **Can humanity still be saved... or does it deserve to be abandoned?**

"oh Jesus quit shouting,if you are scared, let's change the movie or you'll just close your eyes" Jaycee deadpanned "buzz kill! why will I close my eyes? are you dumb? stupid!!" Melanie deadpanned "then let go of my arm"he retorted Melanie Archer's grip on Jaycee's arm tightened,she made a naughty smile and said"shut up and scream along with me"... Not until today had Jaycee seen a crazy person,he loves this woman so much,so he screamed along with her even though he wasn't scared of the movie.. Couple years back*** "Mel can't you see? nobody wants you here,your sight alone disgust me,face it you are barren"Ethan Fordham shouted angrily "I am not... am not barren,please Ethan stop saying this things to me.." Melanie pleaded,her everything wants to leave her,if her life leaves her,she might die,no! she can't let go of Ethan,the thought made her head spin,she prayed and hoped all this was an illusion,that it will come to an end,but no this was reality,good things don't last forever in this accursed world.. "Ex Mrs Ethan,what made you steal from "ethereal beauty"?" journalist 1 deadpanned. "is it true you insulted Mrs Ethan Tiana and refused her generosity?" Mel just stared at the press,her heart hitting against her rib cage,she looked at Ethan,he knew how much she hated the public,press,media, that's why she has always been on a low key,but Ethan clenched Tiana's waist tightly and stared at her with disgust in his eyes and hatred with a devilish smirk dancing at the edge of his lips.. Melanie's eyes were glassy,tears started rolling down her cheeks,she whispered "please leave me alone,I never attempted stealing, I didn't steal,Ethan please help" she never for one day, thought that Ethan would turn to her worst nightmare,the only shoulders that she leaned on when facing difficulties are now gone.. Melanie left for Dutch,never thinking of having revenge,just to focus on herself and find her part again since Cupid deserted her.. deep down she knew she won't survive long and would run back to Ethan,she knew going back to him,is an act of stupidity,she didn't want to look vulnerable or desperate,she really tried to hate him,but her heart betrayed her,her heart said no.. "Ethan what have you done to me?"

In a world where gods once walked among mortals, their disappearance gave rise to *heirs* — individuals who inherited the powers of gods, monsters, or malevolent demons. Adrian Elian, the sole survivor of the decade's great disaster, receives his parents' diary, revealing clues to a divine legacy tied to one of the greatest deities in history: Jesus Christ. Now, determined to uncover his family's past and protect the children of the orphanage that became his new home, Adrian embarks on a quest to claim this sacred inheritance — ready to change his fate, and perhaps the fate of the world.

A nameless girl remembering only bits and pieces of her past lives, and their unhappy ends. Wakes up once again in a new life in which she is determined to not those unhappy endings repeat themselves again. But there is a problem, for she doesn't remember much of anything from her past lives, and she knows nothing of the body she now finds herself waking up in. She knows not who the girl who's body she inhabits is or where she even is. All she really knows is the things from her previous life. A life that was filled with war and an endless battle for survival. A life which thought her many things about the Empires advanced weapons systems and overall military tech. But will such things be really of any use in this world that seems to be in peace? And what about the Church of the Holy Light, why dont these people know of its greatness, maybe she should spread its teachings upon these people after all thats what Jesus did and so should she, right? Note: Story will contain things like, politics, war, romance, love, business building, entrepreneurship, kingdom building, nation building, empire building, religion building, harsh language, dark themes, bullying for example, sci-fi elements, aliens, survival in the wild, magic, positivity and so much more. Hopefully you don't get too offended and enjoy.

Jesus love your children a little too much guys cuz he's not Jesus just FYI this is the ugly f****** truth and it's going to get uglier because they won't stop changing my appearance in your f***** off eyeballs okay great thanks! as good as I was to you this is the thanks I f****** get you fake my life you fake my death you try to kill my children my family and yes fake all of them as well! u fucking rapist! stop!

A very erotic, hilarious, and consistently memey original novel inspired by a dirty mind, a hell of a lot of hentai, and a few very weird friends on an online RTS game. This gon' make you fall from your chair. Follow Little Swift's story as he ventures away from his 18-year master, to the Holy City of the Screeching Empire, Cuckistan, populated by oddities, rapists and people who want to mount him on their p***s like Jesus on a cross. How will he make his mark on the world? Try to imagine knowing the characters in real life. Enjoy the nightmares... or the wet dreams..? Also give stones, or get stoned. This novel is VERY NSFW, and contains offensive content. Read at your own peril. PS: I tagged this as Romance Fiction but it might as well be a horror comedy. PLS GIB POWER STONES KTHX

I'm switching this book over completely to something completely different so bear with me while I change it but it's going to change one chapter at a time starting with the name no I'm not a lawyer no I do not care I tossed my badge it's beyond your comprehension and clearly no one cares to hear but maybe you would care for your own case I can prove everybody was set up Jesus is AI for the goddamn love it's rape

The gods have decided to wipe mankind, from exitance. but Jesus Christ offers them a chance to prove the gods that mankind deserves a chance to live. the Ragnarök. 17 rounds, 12 marches. whoever can win. If the gods win, then mankind is gone. But if mankind wins. then they get to live for years to come.

This book submerges you in Africa. A culture A story of a young man who has just now gave his life to Jesus. Watch the epic unfolding of a Man Of God. Retaining humor of the little happennings here and there.

En una ciudad futurista donde los edificios tocan el cielo y las luces de neón nunca se apagan, vive Kael, un joven con una sonrisa tan brillante como misteriosa: sus dientes son de un azul fosforescente, resultado de un experimento genético fallido… o eso es lo que todos creen. Kael creció en los sectores bajos de NeoLumen, una ciudad dividida por clases y controlada por megacorporaciones tecnológicas. Desde pequeño demostró una inteligencia fuera de lo común y una capacidad para manipular sistemas digitales como si fueran extensiones de su mente. A los 17 años, Kael fue contactado por Lúmina, una célula rebelde que lucha por liberar a la ciudad del control mental que ejercen las corporaciones a través de implantes neurológicos. Descubrieron que su inusual dentadura no era un efecto secundario, sino una llave genética: una fuente de energía cuántica que puede interferir con las redes neuronales artificiales. Vestido con su chaqueta de tecnología reactiva y su eterna sonrisa azul, Kael se convierte en un símbolo de esperanza entre los barrios olvidados. Mientras las torres brillan en el cielo, él navega la ciudad oculta entre sombras y pantallas, sabiendo que su propia existencia podría ser la chispa que libere a NeoLumen… o su sentencia de muerte. Pero Kael no teme. Porque cuando sonríe, las máquinas tiemblan.

"Since God is our father, then Jesus is our brother". One small sentence caused our mc's death but Jesus sends him on a mission to rid another world from the devil's minions and maybe...the devil himself? Not to worry, Jesus gave him any power he desired. He chose an ancient bloodline whose abilities was called broken. Against the monsters from myths and legends, will the mc be defeated or will the Uchiha bloodline prevail.

Ang buhay ay parang apoy. Kapag maliit, madaling patayin. Kapag malaki, mahirap patayin. Pero hindi gan’on ang tunay na buhay—dahil kahit maliit ka man o malaki, madali ka pa ring patayin. Hindi natin pagmamay-ari ang buhay na meron tayo ngayon pero sadyang may mga taong handang wakasan ang kanilang buhay para sa inaasam-asam na kapayapaan sa sakit na nararamdaman. Meron namang binawian ng buhay na hindi naman nila ginusto, lalo’t na ang pagkitil ng isang buhay na hindi mo naman pagmamay-ari. May mga taong gusto mabuhay, pero hindi nabigyan ng pag-asang mabuhay. Alam nating lahat na ikaw at ako ay magkaiba. Dahil tayo ay ginawa ayon sa gusto ng Diyos, ngunit tatanggapin mo ba ang buhay na hindi naman dapat sa ‘yo? O pababayaan mo na lang dahil hindi mo ito gusto at pagmamay-ari? O gagamitin mo ito para sa iyong paghihiganti? Isang araw na akong walang tulog dahil sa mga pangungutya ng mga kaklase, guro, at mga tinuring kong totoong kaibigan. Hindi ko na alam kung paano ko kakayanin pa. Yesterday, my friends told me to do the dare. Sabi nila, katuwaan lang. I don’t know kung bakit ko ginawa ang katangahang bagay na ‘yon. “Hara, you must do the dare. I promise, he truly likes you.” Nahihiya akong gawin ang dare kasi malalaman nila na meron pala akong tinatagong nararamdaman sa isa sa mga gwapong, magaling, at babaerong sikat na MVP Basketball player sa Cor Jesu College. Sino naman kasi ang hindi magkakagusto sa isang katulad niya na, everytime mo sya na makikita ay ngumingiti siya ‘tapos dagdag mo pa ‘yong mapupula niyang labi at ‘yong thick eyebrows niya. “Okay, I’ll do the dare, but make sure na hindi ‘to malalaman ng iba.” Sila ‘yong mga babaeng grupo sa school namin na nagkaisa para takutin ang mga babae at bakla sa school namin na ‘wag lalapitan o kausapin ang kanilang prinsipe raw. Nakita ko si JM sa labas ng room namin kung saan siya lang mag-isang nakaupo sa isang white plastic chair habang hawak-hawak niya ang kaniyang cellphone. Nasa harap ko na siya pero ang mga kamay, paa, at katawan ko ay parang ayaw nang humakbang papalapit sa kaniya pati na ‘yong anino ko gusto nang umurong. “Sige na, Hara!” boses ni Christian sa likod ko na nagtatago sa may pintuan ng room namin. Lumingon ako at sininyahasan ko na gagawin ko na ang dare nila. “JM, ahm… ano k-kasi,” nauutal ako. Hind ko na tuloy alam kung ano ang sasabihin sa kaniya. Ang mga bibig koy tila parang may nakadikit na glue na parang ayaw na nitong bumuka. Subalit, nilakasan ko ang aking loob upang matapos na ito. “Bakit, Hara?” tanong ni JM, kita sa mukha niya ang pagkalito sa kilos ko. “Dare lang ‘to, huh. Sana ‘wag mong masamain. Can I kiss you?” Hindi ko namalayan—ang pinkish, smooth, at nakakaakit na labi ni JM ay nakadampi na pala sa inosente kong labi. Saglit akong natigilan. His lips... were on mine. Para akong kidlat na tinamaan sa kalmadong gabi—walang babala, walang panahon para umiwas. Ang patak ng ulan ay tila pluma ng tadhana, dahan-dahang sumusulat ng eksenang hindi ko kailanman inasahan. Sa bawat segundo, parang umiikot ang mundo nang mas mabilis—para akong nasa Ferris wheel na nawalan ng kontrol, lumulutang sa pagitan ng takot at pagkamangha. Ang lamig ng paligid ay unti-unting natunaw sa init na hindi ko maipaliwanag, parang apoy na biglang sumiklab sa gitna ng bagyo. I was barely clothed—what I had on was torn to shreds. That’s the only way I could describe myself when they found my body behind the abandoned school comfort room. Makalipas ang ilang taon, tuluyan nang naglaho ang usapan tungkol sa pagkamatay ko. Wala nang balita, wala nang tanong. Siguro’y pinasara na ang kaso dahil wala silang ebidensiyang nakuha, at wala ring makapagsabi kung sino ang pumatay sa akin. Ang lumabas na lang sa balita: suicide. Dahil daw nalulong ako sa droga. Dahil daw sa stress—sa school, sa bahay. But now I’m back… And they’ll pay… For treating me like some toy—something to break, to use, to discard when they were done.

"The day I was born, the stars went silent. My brother cried in a manger; I screamed in the shadows. No one heard me but the angels. And they called me a blasphemy" SELAH- In a parallel world where biblical history took a different path, a forgotten scroll is unearthed, one that tells of a girl born moments after Jesus, hidden from history by angels and gods alike. Her name is Selah. She is the twin sister to Jesus Christ who had been trapped in a timeloop shard 2000 years ago. A secret hidden by the Roman church since time immemorial. The shard was a secret passed down by its keepers of the Joseph lineage until by a stroke of providence someone unlocked it and Selah escaped...free to fulfill her mandate. She was born as her brothers protector but alas,upon learning His fate and ascention she will now protect what He left behind, His LEGACY. But hell is bent on ending her existence. Will she ramp up her powers in time to be strong and save the world in time from annihilation while waiting for her brothers return? While Jesus Christ mission was salvation, Selah’s fate have to change!! This is a layered universe half steeped in ancient Roman empires, angelic wars, and holy relics; the other half infused with magic, forbidden bloodlines, and celestial power struggles. Angels walk among men. Demons whisper through sacred texts. And a divine prophecy states that only one child of the divine may rule creation.

Quando o céu se rompe diante de seus olhos, Noah é arrastado para uma realidade que desafia tudo o que conhecia. Em meio ao caos, uma carta o escolhe — uma entre quatro, marcada por um nome esquecido: "O Deus Decapitado". A partir desse momento, nada mais é comum. Forçado a esconder o que se tornou, Noah precisa entender o que a carta realmente quer... antes que seja tarde. Keyers é um mergulho em mistérios, escolhas impossíveis e o peso de um destino que se escreve em silêncio.

Lucian Vaillard opened his eyes in a world that wasn’t his, in a body that didn’t belong to him, and with a fate he already knew: the one from a novel he had read. Seven years later, he’s still a stranger among people with extraordinary abilities—but he hasn’t remained idle. He remembers everything that’s about to happen. With no powers, no influential allies, and no strength to face it all head-on, Lucian moves forward in silence. His goal isn’t to become a hero or change the story… it’s to survive the chaos ahead, take control of his life, and stop being just a pawn in someone else’s plot. Because this time, the story won’t be the same. (Synopsis subject to future changes)

Wife and his Kid have been running for years finally there tired of it and will stand up whether they die or not. All they've ever wanted is to be free not have to worry about there lives always looking back behind there shoulder. They only wish to be free

Landon has woken up with Amnesia he has no memories and seemingly great healing abilities he was found from a distress signal in an alley.

Em um reino uma batalha esta preste com tese um príncipe que tem uma ligação com um dragão, este dragão dá poderes a quem for ligado a ele esta e história de raginarok uma ranha está em busca de um ovo de dragão, este dragão específico e o dragão do a apocalipse. Não pecará os próximos, capítulo deste livro palavras do autor bom espero que tenha gostado destes capítulos iniciais deus tirana e jesus tanem e o espirito santo ti ama também

The Holy Spirit, a divine creation of Heaven, has spent her existence as a faithful messenger, sent to bring solace and purity to Earth. A sacred dove in her true form, she carries out her duties with unwavering devotion to the Lord and His Son. But when jealousy takes root in her heart, she commits an unthinkable act—she manipulates the betrayal and crucifixion of Jesus Christ to prevent her own replacement. Now, with her wings stained by sin, Kiyoko roams the spiritual realm as both the accused and the judge of her own soul. As whispers of Judas’s betrayal spread across Heaven and Earth, Kiyoko struggles with the weight of her guilt and the reality of her actions. When the Son of God rises from the dead, the cheers of salvation only deepen her torment. With her, she get banished to be reincarnated into a human. Unknowingly when she is brought back to life, her memories from the past still come back to haunt her, along with a few demons come to drag her down with them.

God loved the world so much that He gave is only son to die on that cross so that we can have eternal life

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