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Ascension of the Dark Seraph

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict. Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past. Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world. Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed but fate intervened, he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city. In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel. A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought to be. In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins. While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel. "Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win" ——— Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods. A trickster God. An arrogant God. A chaotic God. A wrathful God. A puritanical God. Read to find who these Gods are! ——— Author Note: Not for those who want fast development from the start but if you want good characters, then this is your novel! Chapter 1 to 22 will be focused on the MC's descent to villainous but once it kicks off, you won't be disappointed!
Mrboogey13 · 311.8K Views

I Farm Demons : Unholy Necromancer In the Apocalypse

In a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by war with demonic forces, civilization as it once existed is all but gone.  In its place, a new order had emerged, with humans developing magical abilities as each generation passed.  To ensure the survival of their species, society had been divided into Circles, with each member guaranteed a specific job once they reached the age of eighteen. Xylon Sinclair was an orphan with a limited affinity for magic, and he had been reincarnated as a punishment for his past deeds.  In a former life, he was Zephyr, a powerful demon who served the mighty Balthyrov, the Lord of Demons, until he became a perceived threat. He got killed mercilessly and got forced to reincarnate as a fragile human being as a punishment. Upon reaching the age of eighteen, Xylon was told that he will become a Soul Keeper, a role that he knew nothing about. Despite his confusion, he had no choice but to accept this position.  However, rather than following the status quo, Xylon experimented with the system, using his formal knowledge about the demon realm to resurrect demons from thousands of years ago.  What had started as a mere curiosity soon turned into an obsession for Xylon.  He was fascinated by the power that he could wield by bringing the ancient demons back from the dead.  It was as if he had discovered a new realm of possibilities that he had never imagined before. And then, he started to dream bigger... Xylon Sinclair wanted to rule over both realms, human and demon realm... //////////////// For those who wanted to contact me, here is my discord : Yoonaas#3976 p.s: the cover is purely mine , and it is made solely for this webnovel, it shows Zephyr. Well, i don't allow anyone to use it, it is purely made for "i farm demons" . + all the art you see in the comments is original and purely made for this book. my server :https://discord.gg/2X4kTvDUSu
Yonaas · 1.5M Views

The Righteous Villain’s Game

The Righteous Villain's Game In a world where magic and technology intertwine seamlessly, Soren Blackwood opens his eyes to find himself reincarnated into the body of Elias Luminari, the sole heir to the Luminari Dynasty—a family renowned for their powerful light magic and generations of heroic deeds. To the public, the Luminaris represent the pinnacle of moral virtue and justice. But Soren—cunning, ruthless, and unapologetically self-serving—views his new prestigious position as merely a convenient mask for his true ambitions. His plans take an unexpected turn when a mysterious system activates in his mind, offering immense power with a single condition: systematically dismantle the destinies of the world's "chosen ones." The system requires him to target those marked by fate for greatness—specifically, to seduce their fated partners, sabotage their heroic journeys, and ultimately eliminate these would-be protagonists from the grand narrative. With cold calculation, Soren navigates the complex web of magical academies, aristocratic politics, and secret societies that define this new reality. He crafts elaborate schemes beneath the veneer of the perfect Luminari heir, exploiting his family's connections and resources while concealing his true nature. As Soren's list of targets grows, so does his power—but so too do the complications. Some of his victims prove unexpectedly resilient, others disturbingly perceptive. And as he delves deeper into the system's origins, he uncovers disturbing patterns that suggest his own reincarnation might be part of a much darker game—one where even he might be merely another piece on the board. In a world that worships its heroes, Soren embraces being the villain. But in a reality where destiny itself can be manipulated, the line between protagonist and antagonist blurs beyond recognition.
TangTianLi · 2.5K Views

The Entangled Grudge

"Cursed by vengeance, bound by fate" ************* "In shadows' embrace, grudges entwine, A tale of vengeance, an oath malign. Two souls adrift, in darkness they're bound, Seeking redemption, a fate unbound. Whispers of old wounds, revenge takes its hold, In the labyrinth of grudges, stories unfold. A dance of darkness, a symphony of pain, In the web of hatred, hearts break and strain. Forgiveness withheld, destinies entwined, In the shadows of vengeance, souls confined. Through echoes of spite, their paths converge, In 'The Entangled Grudge,' a tale they urge." *************** **Sneak Peek** Amidst the shadowy corridors of power and betrayal, where two formidable mafia families once reigned supreme, a love story unfolds that defies time, life, and death itself. Meet Jade Collins, the determined heiress of the once-mighty Collins family, and Tristen Frost, a vengeful ghost from the rival Frost clan. Their worlds collide in a tumultuous dance of forbidden love and bitter grudges. When Jade's path crosses with Tristen's spectral existence, their hearts become entangled in a web of secrets and lies. Her father's dark deeds haunt them both, and their love is a spark that could either ignite redemption or consume them in the flames of retribution. As the past resurfaces and the lines between love and hate blur, "The Entangled Grudge" takes readers on an unforgettable journey through a world where danger lurks in every shadow, and love is the most treacherous battlefield. Will Jade and Tristen's love defy the weight of their families' sins, or will they become casualties of a grudge that spans generations? "The Entangled Grudge" - where love knows no boundaries, not even the realm of the living.
Uniphidra · 25.3K Views

Not another Dungeon Story

It did not matter who you were. A noble’s blood, a scholar’s wisdom, a merchant’s wealth—none of it meant a damn thing inside the dungeons. Once you stepped beyond those gates, past the threshold where light faded and the unknown swallowed all, there was only one truth that mattered. The strong ruled. The weak perished. It did not matter if you were a prince or a beggar, a decorated warrior or a nameless fool. The dungeon did not care. It did not discriminate. It only tested, again and again, until your bones lay among the countless others who had thought themselves worthy. For most, dungeon diving was not a choice—it was survival. In this city of towering walls and endless ambition, men and women bled for the chance to carve their names into history. They fought for coin, for glory, for the slim chance of rising above their station. They fought because, in Dragnir, power was the only thing that truly mattered. Some dove for wealth, their eyes glimmering with the promise of fortune buried in the depths. Others sought fame, desperate for their names to be whispered in awe, their deeds recorded in legend. And then there were those who fought for power—not for riches, not for glory, but for strength itself. Because in the end, power was the only thing that meant anything. And so, they fought. Again and again, against monsters that never died, in dungeons that never emptied. They struggled, they endured, they bled, and still, the dungeons called for more. For some, the call was a curse. For others, a promise. But no matter the reason, no matter their fate—once they stepped inside, they belonged to the dungeon. And the dungeons… never let go. Right Dungeons, because it's not only one but Three of them with different kinds of hell to offer, will you dive?.
57Hertz · 13.3K Views
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