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Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

An Extra is a minor background character with little to no influence on the main story. Their purpose is to fill out scenes and represent the larger world in which the story takes place. Yet, One Extra defied its existence. One Extra destroyed the story. ******** Luke, an editor, was transmigrated into the story with one goal: "Kill The Extra."

WSA ENTRY~~ Humanity lives under an unseen rule—the Ascension Cycle. A hidden system selects individuals at random, forcing them to complete tasks and gain different abilities as a reward. Anyone who fails a mission assigned by the system will instantly die on the spot. Ronan Vale wasn’t chosen at random. Killed on a mission gone wrong, he wakes up with a system unlike any other: [Evolution Path: Kill to Survive] [Failure to Execute: Life Force Erosion Begins] Ronan has only one way to stay alive—which is to obey every mission assigned to him by the system. Unlike others, Ronan evolves after every task, each kill makes him stronger, sharper....but less human. As he fights to survive, he realizes his system is different. It evolves with him. It whispers to him. And it may not be just a tool—but a living thing. As war brews between Harbingers—those who embrace the system—and Eradicators, who seek to destroy it, Ronan is caught in the middle. But he has no time for their games. Because the real question isn’t how to survive. But what he’ll become in the process. A heartless monster bred only for destruction? he was about to find out. A:N; will there be romance? umm...NO! Harem? Never Killing? YES! dark triller? YES! overpowered mc? hundred percent YES!

In a world taken over by darkness, a blue moon hangs in the sky, in the night vicious calamites roam the earth in search of victims to feast on. Luca a hardworking but untalented magician tries his utmost to find peace in this world of suffering through slaughter. Will his unrelenting thirst for slaughter lead him astray and insane or grant him the peace he's been seeking ever since that fateful day in his childhood?

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

"Are you not scared it might be poisoned?" Abrielle's asked Cedric who drank the wine without hesitation. Cedric leaned closer to her with his head crooked on her neck, his warm intoxicating breath trickling on her skin. His hoarse voice came out lightly. "If the poison is given by my wife, I will drink it without hesitation. It will be an honour to die in your hands." Abrielle's mouth fell agape, stunned by his words. What was wrong with his head? Cedric then bit the tip of her ear to distract her from her thoughts. "Now I have done your bidding, dear wife; it is time you do mine. How about we get rid of this restriction on your body?" Abrielle's face flushed red. This sly scum. She could not wait to kill him. **** Being transmigrated to your favourite novel would be anyone's dream, well, except for Hazel. Hazel, a world-class writer, was transmigrated into her book, "The Dragons and the priestess." after she died in an unfortunate accident a day before her first date with her long-time crush. She was already cussing her luck until she was hit by a double tragedy. Hazel was now Abrielle, the Villainess of the novel, who was destined to die at her husband's hand, Prince Cedric. Struck with this tragedy, Abrielle attempted to escape the border before her wedding but failed miserably. Forced to marry the heartless first prince of Darconia in a marriage that could only be broken with death as the escape, Abrielle came up with another plan."A hundred ways to kill her husband." Abrielle, who finds herself in the middle of the messed up plot of her novel, tries to navigate this world by trying several methods to kill her husband because she refuses to die by her creation's hand. But why does, despite multiple attempts of trying to kill this heartless prince, he refuse to die and just keeps on bothering Abrielle? He should be interested in the female lead and not the villainess! Why don't you join this epic journey and see how Abrielle's and Cedric's story unfold? Would she be able to escape her fate? ***** Note: Abrielle's story starts from the pre-sequel of her actual book The Dragons and the priestess where she discovers how different this world is from her actual book. She tries to navigate the unknown from a disadvantaged stand as a weak talentless noble lady before the actual plot starts

Prince and Princesses, knights and magic, and a happy ever after. She heard of them, her mother used to read her stories when she was a little girl afterll. In her dreams, she dreamt of a knight, or a Prince that swept her off her feet and carried her to where life is nothing but rainbows and butterflies. But Ysabel is nothing but a commoner, so how can she find a Prince or a knight?

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... Gods, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.

Cradled by self-ness, a new-born God came forth. The god, perceived as a phantom, wept as tears dripped across the waters. Thus came about its phantom heart. The weeping spirit, a solitary, god that could create anything with its right mind. However, there lay a message that told it one thing; Kill the Light. An unease built inside its heart. A dead thing, not even an echo that reached any god, nor creature alive. If not, then what was the God meant for? What else was needed of him? Thus, he wandered, days upon days, until he met a single, decrepit woman. The first contact he had since over a thousand years. -------- Discord: discord.gg/7NcJYeTUbV

Ashe, a fallen princess, sets her journey for vengeance against her mother's murderers. As she travels the world to find her prey, she was met with adversaries and hardships on the way. But each time she defeats an enemy in front of her, she gains power as well.

The Bad Setup Olivia Parker loves her independence—her career, her freedom to travel, and the life she’s built on her own terms. The last thing she wants is to be set up by her best friend, Haley. Meanwhile, Daniel, her fiancé, has been trying to do the same for his best friend, Grayson Steel. But every time they attempt to introduce Olivia and Grayson, something gets in the way. Neither knows what the other looks like—until fate steps in. When Olivia and Grayson meet by chance at a bar, their connection is instant, sparked by an impromptu game of darts. What starts as a random encounter soon feels like something more. But will they take the leap once they realize they were meant to meet all along? A slow-burn romance about fate, friendship, and love finding you when you least expect it.

Jin Yeong was just another office worker—forgettable, unremarkable, and stuck in a life that never went anywhere. He wasn’t strong. He wasn’t talented. In a world of ambition, he was just… there. Then, the sky cracked open. A voice echoed across the world, mocking humanity’s weakness. A system was given. A chance to survive. People awakened powerful abilities—fire, lightning, super strength. Jin got this: [Limitless Weapon Mastery] "Any weapon you wield is used at its maximum potential." No fire. No magic. No enhancements. Just a simple skill? But soon he and the world will learn a simple truth: It’s not about what you wield. It’s about how you wield it.

"In the world of Rahdiya, every creature is your enemy." – Tiras Grant. ... Tiras Grant, one of the most powerful mages in the world, sacrifices his life to stop an attack that would have taken the lives of his friends. But his ingenuity and sheer luck lead to the activation of a sacrificial exchange, allowing his soul to be reincarnated by Rahdiya in exchange for his magical progress. Now reborn as Fray, a young Grand Human living in a tiny town in one of the outer dimensions, Tiras must embark on a journey to surpass the power he lost while uncovering the truth behind his death and the fate of his friends. But the journey will not be an easy one, because magical beasts lurk in the shadows of every dimension. And in the world of Rahdiya, every creature is your enemy. ... Cover is AI Generated. ... Thanks for your support.

When we defeat the gods, we are just pawns

Man summoned to another dimension- Check! Reincarnated as an elf- Check! A dwarf with a plan to go to the Mo- Wait, wut!? Simon Steelrun dreams of going to the Moon, to fulfill his mother's last wishes. Though he has the will and drive, he does not have the...necessary capabilities to go there. Though he tries his best to get there, he all but fails. Just as he was about to give up, a stranger came from a faraway land. A land called Earth... Joining him on this journey is a reincarnated elf, a warrior orc with a mysterious past, and a host of myriad other beings, as they tackle various challenges to create a rocket ship to take them to the Moon. Yet their journey is all but smooth... Hampered by a technologically backward world, a human-centric empire, monstrosities of inhuman proportions, and Goddesses with unknown agendas, they must navigate through these difficulties to reach their destination. Further wrenches are thrown in when the planet's dark history starts catching up to them, forcing them to take action on behalf of others. Secrets that should have been hidden... Join us in the adventures of a dwarf with a dream, as he navigates his way through his journey to reach his destination, all the while being dragged into adventures which changes the course of the world. "All I want to do is go to the Moooonnnnn!" (Inspired heavily by the YOGSCast Moon quest series. That series was the GOAT back in the days! Please stick around for more!)

A world where constellations were the seven deadly sins, devils lurked in the dark to lure one into their traps, and monsters and spectres ran rampant—that was the definition of Brahmasila—a world where even thoughts and dreams might potentially kill you. Darkness devours you, and brightness burns you. To survive here, people must follow two rules: they must not go outside at night, and they must not dream. However, not everyone is subjected to these rules. Weavers, an elite group of people who form alignment with the Star network and fought in the Star realm against these constellations. They collect star fragments and obtain legacies in them to protect those below the walking world. However, time changed quickly. The protectors, once humanity considered above gods, turned to horrors actual horror would shy away from. Dimitri, an orphan living in Snegovya, works at a mine to make ends meet. He waits for the day he will form an alignment, but when it finally happens, what awaits him is horrors beyond human cognition. [Alignment: Endless death] [Every death of yours will become your power. More unique and gruesome the cause, better the power.] However, he is not a normal human. He is probably more dangerous than all the horrors combined. After all, who could win against someone who never actually dies and returns with the power they kept hidden as their trump card?

After solving a mystery at their summer camp, four kids and their dog decide to form a mystery gang and solve mysteries worldwide. They ride their all-terrain vehicles and their group's car worldwide, looking for more mysteries to solve. They examine clues and suspects and get chased down by ghosts and monsters until they trap and unmask them.

The two men couldn't have looked more out of place on the cold afternoon streets of New Hadepee. The first was a scrawny fellow, no taller than five foot eight, wearing a white shirt marred with ugly reddish-brown stains and a pair of plain tan pants. His companion, by contrast, carried himself with an air of quiet authority—a regal-looking man with a neatly trimmed black beard, wrapped in a great black coat with a red scarf pulled snug around his neck. "I heard the man himself has come back," the one in the stained shirt said, carefully balancing on the curb with his arms outstretched. "Oh? And where did you hear that?" his companion asked, turning his head with amusement to watch the precarious balancing act. "Welp, the sergeant major told me to go down to Olker, so I figured that could only mean he's back," the man in the white shirt replied. "Vistor has close cultural and political ties with the kingdom of Olker. Don't you think it's just a protection job?" the older man in black inquired, a hint of humor in his voice. "Oh, come on, Mang, you know they'd never give someone like me a protection job," the man in the white shirt scoffed, jumping off the curb and spinning around a lamppost. The older man—now known as Mang—came to a halt, reaching into his coat and pulling out an envelope. "Well, Tai, I suppose you're wrong." Mang handed the envelope to him. Tai peeled open the envelope, sliding out the letter and studying it carefully. "Oh wow, so Marlin is marrying the queen of those people?" he asked with a shrug. "She is not a queen. Don't let anyone call her that," Mang snapped. "And if her people weren't so damn difficult, we would have annexed them already." "So we let them succeed but not Gascon? Whose idea was that? They're more like us than those humans are," Tai said, frowning. "Gascon was willing to sell to the Emperor for a small chunk of change," Mang quipped. "The Noctrous family was not." "Ok so what's that matter, all we need is a little persuasion to change their minds? We killed the chief of Gnomandale and sent his stuffed head back to them, then they sold Gnomendale to us. All we need to do to get Olker is beat the hell out of Sylvie and she will sell." Tai folds the letter and places it back into the envelope. "Tai, the people of Vistor don't have the heart to see us beat up the Eladrin people like we did the Gnomes, and plus their Chief tramp Silvye is much too pretty for us to put her head on a stick."  "Welp, it's our loss," Tai muttered, spitting onto the sidewalk. "No, it's not. Not if Chester is back…" Tai frowned. "What's Chester gonna do?" "Last I recall, his fallout with Sylvie wasn't just a petty disagreement. Before he died, he built a fleet of ships and hid them in a cove somewhere. If he wanted revenge, all he'd need is an army." "And who the hell would fight for him?" "The same people who fight for us—the poor." This is a prequel to Then Maker, another story of mine. The writing may feel somewhat outdated compared to my more recent work, but it consists of a series of scenes that occur before the main events of the novel. The description is one of my most recent pieces, which is why it differs in style from the rest of the book.

Since it's creation,Japan has been haunted by demons. Beings made from the supernatural energy that arises from the negative emotions of living beings. But,a lone vagabond warrior has been killing demons to protect the people of this damned country and to get some money. This mysterious man with no known past is Taro Tsubasa. How did he come to be? Where did he get his powers? Find out as he does. Accompany him on his journey through Japan to figure out.

The fantasy VRMMORPG, Battle Worlds, is one of the most played games in the world. In this game, there's a legendary player that could defeat a "Boss" on his own. His name is Blood(In-Game-Name). Blood is a legendary player that surpassed all the players in the world. He completed hundreds of quests and dungeon raids alone. When Blood was going to log off, suddenly the virtual capsule that he was wearing exploded causing him to die. His soul didn't go to the cycle of reincarnation but it was sucked by something causing him to transmigrate into a body of Goblin. This is a story about a boy that was transmigrated in the body of a Goblin. Follow him as he rises through the ranks and become the most powerful monster in the world. ....... Tags: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, World Travel, Sword and Magic, Late Romance, Tragedy, Game Elements, Non-human protagonist, System, Beast Companion, Gods, Demons, Hero, War, Modern, Slice of Life, Dungeons, Scheme, Conspiracy, Evolution, Cheat, Weak to Strong, Drama, School Life, ....... Photo not mine. I only found this on google.

The world is cruel, and everchanging. In a world where the Fallen- humanity's enemy- threaten to consume all life, A boy named Light is chosen to become an awakened by fate. Gifted with his Blessing- Soul Chain, he must find a way to survive. Follow him as he uncovers the truth of the world.

For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by. No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence. But fate had other plans. Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist. However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure. No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain! No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth. No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought. Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain! The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order. The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. How could fate be so cruel? So petty?! But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life. A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants. If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation. No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself. And if anyone dared to stand in his way? He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends. He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive. Would the main characters suffer? Who cares? Would the story change? Even better. This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet. That was the plan… until the system arrived. . . . [Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If the host wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.] . . . WHAAT! . . . --------------------WARNING------------------- . . . . If you prefer a dense, shy, beta, submissive protagonist, then this novel is not for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, Cunning, and Alpha-type—caring only for his loved ones while remaining cold toward the rest of the world. Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own significance and development, contributing meaningfully to the story. . . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! NO FUTA!! NO YAOI!! . . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.] . . . °°°°The story will unfold at a slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey. If you have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to share them in the comments. I will consider adding them if I find them truly good.°°°°

Born of parents that made legends and blessed by the god of life and other gods watch as Robert grows in power and in character.From a child to become his very own legend before meeting his birth parents.

In the final battle against the Demon King, the protagonist is betrayed by his leader and dies. However, he wakes up in the past with all his memories intact, gaining a second chance to avoid the betrayal and change his fate.

[A.I. translation made by me] "In this is moment, the legend will end... " [REWRITE/CORRECTION] Once upon a time, in a very distant future, surely at what seems to be the end of time, lived two beings who knew neither Adam nor Eve, and whose races were opposed. They were to find themselves confronted with the eternal enemy of humanity who, sealed, had plunged the world into darkness. Both of them were bound by a legend that was more than five thousand years old. A spin-off of the Imaginary Flame.

Nikita Aasher, a young female doctor who has been through hell and back, raped by her very best friend on the night their graduation ceremony, her life is plugged into darkness and things become even worse when she finds out she is pregnant with his child. Her father convinces her to abort the child but she doesn't agree with him and stubbornly decided to keep it, hence her father arranges a marriage for her with his friend's son Zackwin Tristill who falls in love with her at the very first sight. Nikita finds it hard to accept him into her life as she knows that she might never be able it love him and he will get nothing out of their relationship, Will Zackwin be able to melt her frozen heart, will she ever accept him in her life. follow Nikita as she finds her self going through the motions of love and revenge.

In the fantastical empire fraught with crises, the shadow of the Demon King looms ever closer. Frey, as the eldest son of a hero family that has endured for thousands of years, shoulders the mission of preventing the Demon King from devouring the world. It turns out that according to the family's prophecy book, his ancestor was teleported to this world after insulting the game "Dark Fantasy" in another world. The ancestor managed to achieve a satisfactory ending by relying on the game's knowledge. In the sequel, "Dark Fantasy 2", for a happy ending to be unlocked, the hero must first destroy the world to obtain the "system". In the previous "game", Frey committed countless evil deeds. After successfully obtaining the "Pseudo - Evil Path" system, he was reborn to the day before entering the academy. However, his evil actions made five heroines harbor intense hatred for him in the previous life. After being reborn, they awakened their past - life memories and were bent on revenge. These heroines included the future prime minister, the great mage, the saintess, Kania, the cursed dark mage, and the imperial princess. Before entering the academy, Kania, who served as a maid in the duke's family and was a dark mage, attempted to assassinate Frey several times, such as by poisoning his food. Frey defused the crises with his "Intuition of the Pseudo - Evil". He also discovered that Kania was on the verge of death due to a curse, and the effect of the curse would weaken when she was by his side. The key to saving her might lie with her younger sister. Therefore, while hinting at his coveting of her sister to maintain her hatred, Frey injected vitality into her, even though it would shorten his own lifespan. After entering the academy, at the welcome party, the nobles indulged in extravagance and bullied the commoners. Frey rescued Irina, the future great mage who was caught by the nobles. He used the system skills "Information Detection" and "Emergency Defense" to resolve the fatal curse and earned evil points. Upon moving into the dormitory, Kania became Frey's attendant, which was the result of her request to Frey's father. If Frey caused trouble, he would be expelled from the academy. Meanwhile, Frey found that he could neither view nor upgrade his attributes except for his spiritual power. He could only accumulate points by completing tasks. Moreover, Perosh Astrad, the "Pure White Saintess", also harbored a strong murderous intent towards Frey due to her past - life memories. In this perilous world, Frey has to deal with the pursuit of the heroines while solving the empire's problems. Whether he can accumulate points, unravel the mysteries, defeat the Demon King, and survive remains a suspenseful question.

In the war-torn world of Val, where nine ancient clans wield the elements of Qi — the life energy balanced by Yin and Yang — a hidden terror brews. The Void, an unrelenting force of corruption, creeps into reality through fractures, birthing monstrous Voidspawn and threatening to consume the world itself. At the center of this cosmic struggle is Shinji Mitsume, a prodigy of the Mitsume Clan — one of Val’s top three clans — known for their devastating Third Eye abilities. Shinji’s Ethereal Third Eye grants him a unique power: the ability to break down any technique, mutate its properties, and turn it against his enemies. But beneath his strength lies a secret — a fracture in his Third Eye, a curse from the Void King that links him to the very corruption his clan fights to destroy. This curse gnaws at him, slowly warping his abilities and threatening his mind. Alongside his older brother Junri Mitsume — a calm yet lethal warrior capable of creating clones, manipulating lightning, and phasing through matter — Shinji is drawn into a spiraling conflict that extends far beyond his own curse. The Mitsume brothers fight not only to survive but to uphold their clan’s legacy and prevent the Void from overtaking their world.