Akashic Records Of Bastard Magic Instructor

He was never born for a crown. Not forged in fire, but hammered in hate An unwanted half blood, too human for the elves, too elven for the humans. So they gave him steel. And it never asked where he came from. Only how deep he could cut. But the world is dying. The gods are silent. Magic is but a whispered myth, buried under centuries of war, ignorance, and decay. Once vibrant empires that harnessed the raw power of the world are now crumbling, their ruins lost beneath moss and dust. It has been over a thousand years since the last known spell was cast, and most believe magic never truly existed at all. Only charlatans, lunatics, or fanatics speak of its return. But something stirs. At the borders of civilization, in forgotten woods and the blackened hearts of mountains, creatures of myth are seen again. Strange lights dance across the sky. Whispered prayers once thought useless begin to echo back. Magic is waking up. Slowly. Painfully. But before it returns in full, blood will paint the earth.

Ethan was living the dream—a loving family, loyal friends, top grades at the academy. Nothing seemed out of place… until he started growing up and found himself drawn to his own mother. That’s when their forbidden affair began. But one event led to another, and soon Ethan began to uncover the truth: the sweet life he thought he knew was nothing but a carefully buried lie—crafted by the very people he called his parents. If the Willows aren’t his real family… then who is he? What’s his true connection to the Willows—the family he once called his own? And what will Ethan do now that the truth is out? One thing’s for sure—he’s not going to play nice. [Disclaimer: This novel does not contain actual incest involving blood relatives or any NTR content.] MC Info: Ruthless • Pervert • Intelligent • Rizz King • Future Mafia Emperor Tags: Smut • No NTR • Netori • Milf • Yandere • Mature • R18 • NSFW • Sex • Crime • Mafia • Gangsters • Hentai Vibes • Pregnancy • Domination Play • Psychological Games • Corrupting the Pure • Threesomes • Bloody Messes • Emotional Control _______________________________________________________ There’s gonna be over 20+ Waifus (Main Female leads) in this, and that’s not even counting the side chicks. So hang tight.

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What's the book about? It is about Demonic Cultivation!, If you cannot handle it, Please don't read it. Synopsis: When Song Wen killed the frail beggar who fought him over food and consumed his blood and soul, every cell in his body leaped with excitement. His spirit was exhilarated, and he realized then that his life would henceforth be filled with slaughter. For survival, for longevity, he would spare no effort, even if it meant creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood. --- BTW if you want to support me and read ahead by at least 50+ chapters, then join me on P.a.tr30n... the link is mentioned in the book cover image. Every chapter includes how far ahead we are on P-a-t-r-e-o-n so do check it out...

Rowan Kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His latest body contains terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity. He alone possesses the bloodline of The Ouroboros Serpents with authority over Time. He had Dominion over Sheol, and every soul would be his to keep. He lords over the Host of the Highest Heavens to the Abyssal Horde of the Deepest Hells. To survive, Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers. Yet he must strive to keep some of his humanity alive, as he continuously evolves beyond godhood. A/N: There are horror elements, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. A fan of blood-borne and abominable horrors that go bump in the night would love it. Epic action set pieces, and galaxy-wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one-man army. https://discord.gg/UVvSCCMnCU Check out my discord. All future giveaways, fan art, and other fun stuff will be posted there. Thank you

He wasn’t some chosen hero. Not the golden boy in prophecy. He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate, A mistake, a misfit. Not blessed by heaven. Too stubborn for hell. And now… Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods. The world had already been broken long before he came into it. People sinned, as they always do— And one day, the sky finally answered. The day God turned away, Everything fell. Cities burned. Families vanished. The silence afterward was louder than any explosion. But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind. A final olive branch—if you could call it that. A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness. Talents. Powers. Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared. And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared— Waiting to receive his talent, He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense. Instead… He awakened something different. A hidden SSS-ranked talent. The kind with a condition attached. A catch. And just like that, everything went wrong. Laughter. Whispers. Stares like knives. He became a joke. A disappointment. Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers. Then the bullying started. The beating. The betrayal. And one day, it nearly killed him. He lay there, bleeding. Angry. Humiliated. A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake. But it wasn’t. And then— A sound. > [Ding! Conditions have been met] [Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate] [Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world] Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him. He didn’t smile. Didn’t cry. Didn’t feel triumphant. He just felt tired. And then, something in him shifted. One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface: “I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.” Not for power. Not for glory. But because he was done being the punchline. That’s how his journey began. Not as a hero. Not yet a monster. Just a boy who had lost too much— And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage. The question now is: Will the world break him again? Or will he become the god who remakes it?

In the gold belt competition in the boxing ring, Zhen Yuan's neck was broken by his opponent. He thought it was game over, but when he opened his eyes again, he found himself as Xiao Mo, the leader of K City. He had a huge fortune, but before he could enjoy it, he was troubled by his two cheating twin sons. The hot-tempered Xiao Yan was full of malice, and his blood pressure soared when he opened his mouth; the cold Xiao Yan looked distant, and didn't take him, the "father", into his eyes at all. What made him even more upset was that the eyes of these two seemingly rebellious boys looked at him more and more wrong, sticky like a piece of candy that couldn't be thrown away. When he was still worried about "pretending to be a big boss", he was blocked in the bedroom by two people late at night one day. "Dad, we want more than just the fortune." The ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, and he was shocked to realize that the days after rebirth were not being a father, but falling into the hunting ground of younger wolf cubs. And the secrets hidden by the twins were far crazier than he imagined...

Sable Hasteheart’s father was murdered for creating a forbidden Grimoire, the legendary Book of Spells, said to change the world of Magic forever if it was completed. The book was left unfinished, and her father, gone. And the Scientific organization that killed him, Ordo Genesis, is still out there. Sable has no knowledge in magic, training, or mana, just her father’s legacy… and a burning need for answers. To finish the Book of Spells, she must track down ancient grimoires hidden around the world, each one holding a piece of forbidden magic. But first, she has to survive the Sorcerer Exams: a deadly, elite trial where failure means death. It is a rite of passage where magic isn’t handed down, but fought for. With everything thrown at her, Sable continues to stand her ground and fight for Sorcerers in this world of Science vs Magic. She refuses to give up and makes friends along her journey, discovering the truths of the world, and finding her fathers killer to make him pay for everything. This is the story of adventures, an underdog, and someone who will stand her ground even in the face of death. Sable Hasteheart only wants to unite the world of science and magic, and finish what her father couldn’t.

This series of “Lost Records” contains the stories of long forgotten souls. These entries are not meant for the light hearted, they will contain dark and potentially disturbing depictions. Read at your own risk.

Warning: Strong Language is Advised. [1–2 chapters a week publish] After sacrificing his life to save civilians during a terrorist hijacking, a young Malaysian-Indian man dies shielding others from a bomb. But fate grants him a second chance—he is reborn as Dante, the illegitimate son of the prestigious Ruthwilfer Clan. Despite his noble blood, Dante is scorned, bullied, and treated as an outcast by his siblings, the clan’s elders, and even his own father. Determined not to be trampled again, Dante vows to rise above them all. Armed with the knowledge of his past life and his new world, he begins his ruthless climb to power, respect, and dominance. But as he grows stronger, a deeper mystery surrounding his rebirth and his true lineage begins to surface—one that may shake the very foundations of the world he thought he understood. #Thebastardsrise #Thebastardsonoftheruthwilfer #Riseofthebastardheir

Roger was a prisoner at the young age of 15, serving a sentence of hard labor in his parent's stead. His life consisted of moving metal, hiding his emotions, and avoiding the attention of everyone else. That all changes when he is summoned to the mirror world, Avar, where magic can be harnessed and claimed. The government, however, is not so keen on letting their property escape, and Roger must learn to master his powerful magic of copying other abilities. From the rank of Alpha to Omega, he will prove he is worthy of an Archonic Legacy, a gift from the old rulers of Avar, or become nothing more than a prisoner again. The magic of Avar must face against the mechs of Earth, as the politics of two worlds collide in a battle that will shake the stars.

When your emotions have hit a crescendo, Elevated to a point they can no longer surpass. Then your sin shall be made manifest in the form of a gift, a Soul Bound relic. An extension of your sin. —Lord Edmurh, The Xanthivian Codex *** Being born as a lord isn’t easy, now try being a bastard. Mix in his half-elf genes and you have the perfect reject. Adrian was born as the bastard son to the noble house of Stormbridge, he was never meant to rule. But after his brother's unfortunate demise and his twin heirs being too young to rule, the responsibility fell on his shoulders. He tried his best, he really did. He made reforms, pushed back poverty and made every decision for the good of the people. Yet, at the end of the day they betrayed him. He lost everything, his betrothed, the children he now called his own and his home. Bleeding in the gutters, left to die by the very people he trusted, Adrian was engulfed by rage as he breathed his last. He saw death. Death spoke to him. And he arose a new man. No longer Adrian, but Stark, The Deathsinger, Monarch of Spirits. Hell was too small to contain his fury.

One hundred thousand… It was price that Nova and everyone living in the Arkon Kingdom had to pay for their lives, because of its Tyrant Ruler. Alone in the world and burdened by a debt he never asked for, Nova is forced into the life of a Labyrinth Explorer. During his very first exploration, he got struck in the Web of aristocratic conspiracy that could take away his life in any way. No Potions. No Traits. No Gifts. Just desperation. But in a land as treacherous and unpredictable as the labyrinth, is desperation—and desire—enough to survive? --- Inspired by 'Surviving the game as a barbarian' Important note: This story will not be locked at any point of time, so you can go ahead and read it for free. For those who wish to support me, check out my patreon and ko-fi for advanced chapters upto ahead of month from regular releases (starts from $3/month) Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Writer_Kyn or search my pen name: Kyn ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/kyn204

In a world torn by endless war and unyielding conflict, where hatred reigned and hope was all but lost, new enemies descended from the skies—ushering in a war unlike any before. Amidst the chaos, a young man named Judas rose from the ashes of suffering. He had lost everything to war… yet he did not break. With unshakable resolve, he stood against the fury of the world. And in a time when humanity teetered on the edge of extinction, he silenced the guns, ended the bloodshed, and became the flame that reignited hope. Judas— The one who stopped the wars… and upheld the last light of humanity.

A bastard, casted out, looked down upon and condemned to be a failure due to almost no affinity for mana, that is the case of Dorian Viremont...at least that was his case until he stumbles upon a guide that sets him on the path of true alchemy. But things are never that easy, are they?

In a world ruled by magic, your blood determines your worth—and if you’re born without it, you’re nothing. Ezren is a Null—a slum-born orphan with no elemental affinity, no noble bloodline, and no right to even touch a spell. In the ash-choked ruins of Lower Virelyn, Nulls like him are hunted for simply surviving. But when Ezren discovers a relic that shouldn’t respond to anyone—let alone someone like him—everything changes. Now armed with forbidden power and a mind sharp enough to shatter the rules, Ezren begins his climb into a world of aristocrats, arcane politics, and magic-fueled betrayal. Nobles want to erase him. Magisters want to study him. And ancient forces want to claim what stirs inside him. He won’t beg. He won’t kneel. He’ll rise—with silence, with strategy, and with a power the world was never meant to see. Because survival is just the beginning.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.

The Central Plains fell to the invasion of the Demon Realm. A martial artist, Sa Bigang, was ultimately dragged into that infernal world. After surviving the brink of death and enduring hell itself, he awakens ten years before the invasion ever began. And now, Sa Bigang sets out to stop the Demon Realm’s return. To do that, he must restore order to the murim and build the ultimate force: the Undefeatable Corps. As the man who will rewrite the past and safeguard the future… This time, he will never lose.

I fell into a romance fantasy game full of dreams and hopes. But the genre was not what it seemed or said to be… --- Alternative: I Possessed a Terminally-ill Instructor In a Romance Fantasy Word Count per Chappie - 2500! Join the Discord: https://discord.gg/RXCj5fcp3U

Albert Weaver, a dedicated reporter, chronicles the first ten transformative years since magic appeared in the modern world. He meticulously pieces together fragmented narratives, exploring the societal, ethical and geopolitical implications of magic's emergence. His work captures the initial confusion, the brief period of adaptation, and the devastating "Wild Years" that redefined the world. Weaver examines the varied impacts of all five magic schools, seeking to understand magic not as a power, but as a "mirror" reflecting humanity's true nature in a world permanently changed.

In a world where magic is power and secrets run deep, a young widow and her child are swept into the aftermath of a forgotten war. As shadows stir and old forces awaken, their quiet life may hold the key to a storm yet to come. slow paced, big story, good characters, relationships, no harem, magical warefare, if these are your cup of tea, then you've come to the right place tags - action, adventure, romance, fantasy, dragons, elves, weak to strong.

“Shit, why this guy!?” Of all the unique characters he could’ve transmigrated as, it had to be the bastard instructor. Vanitas Astrea. A third-rate middle game boss, who was dismissed from the University after severe allegations, losing his teaching profession and ultimately, exiled from the Empire. “.....How did I even get here!?” Vanitas must now circumvent his way around this new world, confront his past, mend broken relationships, and prevent looming tragedies that would lead to his demise. —————————————— More illustrations in the server. Discord: https://discord.gg/zukKB2ppDp

It's all my fault. That's pretty much how I ended up here. Dunno how, dunno why, and for sanity's sake, don't really care. Okay, maybe a little. Oh, hi, call me Ken and I don't even know the freakin' WiFi password! Then again, I don't think Isekai's never really have WiFi, so how did high school kids even survive for- oh yeah, OP powers and chicks, basically every protag-kun's w*t-dream. Yeah... I don't even have that going for me as well. Honestly if people even listen to my story, I'll be freakin' amazed! Either that or they could find anything else to do. To which I say: Stay strong, guys. Plenty of fish in the sea. Speaking of which, that's pretty much where this all begins. NOTE: Cover image will be replaced later on. I just did not want to have a trademark or AI gen cover.

Synopsis Have you ever dream of becoming absolute existence who rule the universe with sword in hand? Have you ever dream of being a planet and have absolute control over life of other being? I think your answer might be yes… But… One day when you open your eye, you found out that you become the universe it self… What to do with those power in your hand? Will you rule with absolute strength instill terror and fear in the heart of other or will you help them grow up and live peacefully? The choice is your to choose… ——————————————————————————— Tag - Cultivation - Xianxia - Machine - Puppet Note: This is my first time writing a novel and English is not my main language so sorry about bad grammar or misspell or bad plot or something along that line

In a world filled with Vivens (zombies), with near minimal resources, but the common sense which most horror movie protagonists lack, join us, as our protagonists- literally evderyday commoners- paddle through the jaws of death incarnate. (pun intended). There will always be something new to learn and witness.

When the world is on the brink of destruction. When the creatures of the olds roaming freely, taking their claims. When only magic can be human's salvation. When it comes with a price.

Betrayed by the kingdom he bled for. Executed by the brother he once protected. Daemon died a war hero—branded a monster. But death isn’t the end. Not for him. Reborn on the day of his cursed birth, under the same blood-drenched eclipse, Daemon remembers everything: the lies, the poison, the crown soaked in his mother’s blood. This time, he won’t beg. He won’t protect. He’ll burn the empire from the inside out. His twin brother Gabriel—the golden child, the “righteous” king—stole everything. So Daemon will take it all back, piece by piece. The nobles who cheered at his execution? Dead. The soldiers who held him down? Ash. The kingdom that worshipped a fraud? Buried under screams. This isn’t about justice. This is about revenge, and Daemon’s not stopping until his brother’s skin hangs from the palace gates. The empire made a monster. Now it gets to meet him.

A person was rambling about the definition of perspective and a glimpse of his ideal in this series. However, being stuck here obstructed him from continuing to develop his series so he started to refer to those cliché isekai stories out there as a joke; since they are similar to his situation. As the last result, he jumped but got interfered with by Vaccine, an original character from this work, who came out of nowhere. *** Caution: This novel has many breaking 4th wall which not the only things will make you confused. A Prequel of Perspective: The Catastrophe (coming soon). Perspective: The Lost Record is a work following the series, Perspective.