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Devourer of Fates: My Sinful Tree Hungers

He was just a normal boy… Until one day, he woke up in a strange world— In front of a dark tree that whispered to his soul. From that moment, everything changed. Whenever he killed, the tree bore fruit. Each fruit gave him a gift—a memory, a power, a curse. He felt others’ pain. He inherited their skills. He consumed their emotions. And slowly… he stopped feeling anything at all. To hide his madness, he became a surgeon. A genius. A prodigy. A miracle doctor. But in the shadows of the internet, he was feared as: The Whitecoat Murderer. The Devil Who Cut Too Deep. Drugs, toxins, insects, acid—his research went beyond ethics and into pure horror. But the world caught up to him. Execution followed. Except… death was just the beginning. Now, reborn in a cruel cultivation world, he finds himself in the body of a discarded disciple of a demonic poison sect. No family. No allies. Just his Tree... and his hunger. In this world where Karma is Power, and Emotions are Weapons, Han Zheng will climb the ladder with blood-soaked hands, consuming sinners, saints, beasts, and monsters alike. Only his Sinful Tree. And the terrifying mind of a man who stopped pretending to be human long ago. He heals. He cuts. He kills. And every death makes him stronger. Note: there was game like system panel that will appear later in 10th chapter it has its own function that will make things clear Tags dark, cultivation, wuxia, demonic mc, evil mc, villain mc, twisted protagonist, yandere, gore, karma system, tree system, sinful system, blood magic, poison sect, dark fantasy, rebirth, reincarnation, modern to cultivation world, whitecoat murderer, surgeon mc, overpowered, slow growth, realistic mc, cold-blooded, brutal world, antihero, violent protagonist, psycho mc, detached mc, emotionless, twisted logic, pain-based power, sin-based power, ability devour, fruit system, corpse cultivation, memory absorption, dark system, psychopath, trauma-based growth, experiments, medical horror, body horror, dark alchemy, revenge, no romance, harem later, gradual harem, no system system, cultivation levels, spirit root, sect conflict, inner demons, cannibal power, trauma inheritance, soul fusion, karma tree, cursed cultivation, poison-based martial arts, blood-based cultivation, intelligence-based mc, no cheat, pure willpower, sacrifice power, pain resistance, guilt transformation, shadow sect, outer disciple, sect politics, elder schemes, toxic loyalty, rebellion arc, emotional suppression, transformation, animal experimentation, forbidden cultivation, heaven-defying path, dark rebirth, elite killing, organ harvesting, parasite experiments, venom path, mental breakdown, cold protagonist, unstable mc, heaven hater, rule breaker, secret organization, spiritual parasite, doctor killer, urban horror, fear-based cultivation, sect survival, solo mc, dark psychology, tree of sin, divine butcher, soul eater, weaponized emotions, anti-morality, no plot armor.
Lord_Adinant · 11K Views

Alpha's Pregnant Omega

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.
Kelenne · 156.1K Views

The Sin Art Kingdom Games

My world called me a monster. A demon. And… they weren’t wrong. My sins alone were enough to kill me. After all, my entire squad was slaughtered… by my own hand. I was supposed to die for it. But they denied me that right. That promise. So when peace was declared, I made them regret it. I brought their kingdom to its knees… starting with their king’s head. They threw me into a cell. To be whipped. Cut. Even Burned. Scarred every inch of my body. Then... I was summoned. Dragged from one world to another, still shackled, my sins exposed for all to see. Now, they too call me a monster. A sinner bound to the Sin Art System. My title? "The Butcher of Mercy." I expected death. I welcomed it. But instead… I met her. Princess Koralei. A royal with no leash in her hand, no fear in her striking silver eyes. She defied her crown and chose me. Me... as her guard in the Kingdom Games. A monster. A killer. Her only chance to survive. I still don’t know what that means. But when I look at her… I see the chains she hides. The scars behind her smile. And for some reason… I want to break them. The Games were never meant to be fair. People like me were never meant to survive them. But if I fight… I fight for her. If I win… I might save her. And if I find who made her bleed? I’ll might just burn their kingdom to the ground… just like the last one. ------------------------------------------------------------ Writing Schedule: 4 -5 per week (1500 words chapters)
G3ntleGiant · 4.9K Views
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