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Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.
The_One_Who_Was · 202K Views

Seclusion System: Exile to Ascendance

If you're reading this, chances are you’re drawn to the allure of Eastern-themed stories... tales of ancient clans, mystical arts, and the relentless pursuit of immortality. Now, imagine waking up one day to find yourself reincarnated into the very world you’ve always longed to experience, A world where martial prowess and cultivation define one’s destiny. You’ve been reborn into one of the four major clans, a place of power, prestige, and unimaginable resources. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted. Or so it seems. But there's a cruel twist to this dream-like fate. Despite being surrounded by unparalleled talent and limitless potential, you discover that you can't cultivate. Not a single trace of spiritual energy will respond to your call. In a world where the strong thrive and the weak perish, you're nothing more than a powerless mortal. Imagine the scorn you’d face... every sneer, every whispered insult, every condescending gaze. As the sole member of your clan who cannot harness the power of the elements, you become the laughingstock, the shame of a family that has produced immortal powerhouses for millennia. Would you still cling to this world, or would you long for the ordinary life you once knew? For Feng Chen, this nightmare was a living reality. Born into the revered Feng Clan, his destiny was supposed to be one of greatness. Yet, for 14 excruciating years, he struggled in vain, unable to cultivate even the smallest amount of spiritual energy. Every day was a reminder of his inadequacy, every encounter a painful lesson in humility. His name, once spoken with pride, became synonymous with failure... a blemish on the illustrious history of his lineage. Finally, the clan could bear it no longer. Stripped of his name, his rights, and his dignity, Feng Chen was cast out, exiled from the only home he had ever known. With nothing left to live for, he wandered into the wilderness, seeking solitude in a desolate cave where he could quietly fade away from the world that had forsaken him. As he lay on the cold stone, his body broken and his spirit shattered, he closed his eyes, ready to embrace the darkness. But just as the last flicker of hope was about to die out, something extraordinary happened… *Ding!* – Activating Seclusion System! But who would've known... That this System wasn't an Ordinary one Either... ******** Just letting you guys know that its a slow paced story with a system that focuses on making its host train in seclusion… but ofcourse thats not all to it as that would make everything so boring no? So expect many adventures… And yes he will have a harem (sigh… poor lil me) yes the System of the story is unique altho seemingly normal at first, it'll show its true colour in the story.. Also, the MC might feel a bit bratty and spoiled at first but trust my cookin.. Upload schedule? 2 chapters everyday! More if u gibe me money ;-; Drop ur comments and reviews btw… votes too… and coins :) *Points a gun at u* (Special Note - Ik starting chaps may get boring but i hope you'll read all the available chapters before coming to any conclusions. it might seem like any other cultivation novel but im trynna cook smthin different.)
WanderingShadow1 · 471.5K Views

Villain: I Shall NTR All The Sons Of Destiny's

I was a normal kid... a kid who wanted nothing other than a happy family. Was that too much to ask for? So, why did everything turn out this way? Was asking for a normal, caring family too much that everything became worse? Why did it come to this? Why was my innocent mother murdered? Why did they do it? ... These were the thoughts running through the mind of the 4-year-old boy as he watched an unknown man—someone he had never seen in his entire life—scar him, kill his mother, and slaughter his entire family. At that moment, something clicked inside him—a burning desire to avenge his mother, who had shielded him from his abusive father. His father would come home late, drunk, and beat him and his mother, taking out his frustration over unpaid debts and the persistent threats from the loan shark. After all that messed-up shit, good things started happening to him. He was adopted by loving new parents and received a teacher who genuinely wanted to help him improve every day. But after all he’d endured, his mindset had changed entirely at a young age. Nobody could be trusted, and only the dead could keep their mouths shut. With this mindset, he manipulated everyone around him to maintain a peaceful life so he could peacefully kill every member of the Vorontsov bloodline—the ones who caused his suffering. ### He did everything he could: research, spending money without a care, hiring mercenaries, and achieving the revenge he so desperately sought. But in the end, he felt empty—a soul without any purpose, which led him to take his own life right after accomplishing his revenge. But was that all? Of course not. After he died, something amazing, eye-popping, and hard to believe happened—he somehow reincarnated into an unknown world where the strong rule and the weak kneel. A world where immortality is not a dream, and the power to destroy millions of universes with a single snap is a reality. This was the new reality for Ivan, who longed to rest in his mother’s embrace after all that had happened. Upon reincarnation, he also received something else: a magical entity called "The Netori System." A system that empowers him if he NTRs others and takes their wives or girlfriends. It also told him something he thought impossible—that he could even revive his mother who died years ago. With a new purpose driving him, he set out to NTR everyone, especially those called "Sons of Destiny," who get everything handed to them on a silver platter. *** This is a slow-paced novel. If you’re a soft-hearted person, I suggest that you find another novel because this one isn’t all sunshine and rainbows; it has a really dark start and stays dark throughout. --- 150 Power stone - 1 Extra Bonus Chapter 40 Golden Tickets - 1 Extra Bonus Chapter 1 Castle - 4 Extra Chapters All the Bonus chapters will be released on Sunday. ### Tags: Blackmail, BDSM (Sometime), Ruthless Mc, Evil Mc, Cold Mc, Playful Mc, Manipulative Mc, Actor Mc, Overpowered Mc, Fast Growth Rate, Cucking Son of destiny and others, NO NTR (Netorare) to the MC: NEVER, No Yuri, MILF, Virgin, System, Incest, Mommy, Lil Bit Sentiment System. ### If you want to buy me a coffee: buymeacoffee.com/GodlyMadara Follow my facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61558532826959
Twintail · 876.2K Views

The Primordian: Echoes From Beyond [Monster Evolution] [LITRPG]

Atlas was just a seemingly regular 22-year-old college student with occasionally wacky dreams. In a twist of cosmic "bullsh*t," the remnants of a powerful Void-Scar, and the fiddling of an Entity with too much free time, he gets thrust into the Alpha world of Sellene. Now reincarnated as a [SPOILER] [REDACTED], one of the mysterious Arkien species, Atlas must navigate a life filled with loyalty and betrayal, swords and spears, and divine interests. As he unravels the truth behind his strange new world, his [Void Corruption] and The Legendary 'Great Path,' he faces even greater mysteries: "What truly brought about the fall of Velathra? Why do these three lil' bandits keep following me?!" What lie in the shadows that speak at night? How will the gods react to the [VOID]? And what is his role in the unfolding chaos? Follow Atlas on his journey through a world where ancient beings play with fate, where kingdoms rise and fall, and where comedy meets danger in equal measure. As he builds alliances, uncovers hidden secrets, and discovers his destiny while bringing others with him, one thing is certain—this adventure will change him, and the world, forever, unless he changes them first, that is. [Erro#$*&!((!)@)#$$#@!@%^$#] [Part of this synopsis seems to be redacted. Your authority is insufficient to observe aspects of this data. Please overcome the System in a war of words to be approved for increased authority.] ----- Hello, this is my attempt at writing a story that has haunted my dreams for ages. It’s set in a vibrant fantasy world full of gods, magic, beasts, and monsters, and a bit of humor. Expect kingdom and faction-building elements to pop up pretty quick, along with twists you won’t see coming. While I haven’t yet decided on romance, this story will never have harem. Ever. Thank you for taking the time to read this and my story, it means the world to me. If you like it enough, consider adding it to your library/collections and leaving a review or commenting your favorite quips. Now, come brothers and sisters, let us sally forth into the great unknown, leg to leg! "Eh? Why do you only have two?" --------------------------------------------------------------------- Below is a character art of a (hopefully soon) fan-favorite character, at least I am one of their fans. The image is considered their armored form, but the main purpose of my sharing it is because the BODY-FORM is what Atlas and the other two characters after chapter 4 look like. Take a look: https://ibb.co/qdCP2nc
Aeys · 22.4K Views

The Countess and the Beast

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.
LoserOrLover · 10.5K Views
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