FROM PRISON TRASH TO GOD OF WAR
"He died in prison."
That's what they told the world after poisoning his father, murdering his mother, and framing Alexander Kane for attempted rape.
Uncle Robert and stepmother Victoria thought they'd buried their problems along with the broken boy they left to rot in a cell.
They were wrong.
Five years later, the city's elite gather at a red-carpet banquet to meet the mysterious War God—the general who single-handedly won the nation's greatest conflict.
Alexander Kane walks in with a coffin.
"Good evening. I believe I was invited."
The room freezes. Victoria drops her champagne. Robert's laughter dies when Alexander kicks open the coffin, revealing a corpse and ringing phone.
"Where's your guard dog now?"
"He's in the coffin."
One by one, the liars fall. Bones break. Secrets bleed. When even General Hawthorne drops to one knee, calling him "Sir," the city finally realizes:
The boy they buried returned as the man they fear.
Now it's time for blood, justice, and retribution. Every debt will be paid. Every traitor will kneel.
Because Alexander Kane didn't just survive prison—he conquered death itself.
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Chapter: THE ENDSophia moved closer and leaned against Alexander's side. Her arm slipped around his waist. The three of them stood together on the balcony, watching the sun climb higher over the city that had tried everything in its power to tear them apart and failed.The Kane family lost everything five years ago. Our name. Our fortune. Our freedom. Our future. They took it all and buried it so deep they thought it would never surface again. Alexander's eyes moved slowly across the skyline. But they underestimated what a man will do for the people he loves. Robert is gone. Victoria is gone. Gerald is gone. Charles is gone. The Circle is gone. Every hand that reached for my family has been broken.His phone buzzed once in his pocket. He pulled it out and glanced at the screen. A message from Marcus."Morning check. All clear. No activity. Enjoy your day, Commander."Alexander typed back two words. "Copy. Thanks."He slid the phone back into his pocket. Marcus would always be there, watching from the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 279The alarm did not wake Alexander that morning.His eyes opened on their own at five fifteen, the way they had every morning for the past five years. Prison habits. Military habits. The kind of internal clock that never fully switches off, no matter how safe the world becomes.But this morning was different.There was no cold concrete floor beneath him. No iron bars. No encrypted phone buzzing with another crisis from Marcus. No enemy waiting in the shadows with a new plan to tear his world apart.There was only the warmth of the bed, the soft sound of Sophia breathing beside him, and the faint glow of dawn beginning to creep through the curtains.Alexander lay still for a moment. He listened to the silence. Not the tense, suspicious silence of a man waiting for an attack. Just silence. The kind that comes when the storms have finally passed and the sea has gone flat.He got up quietly, pulled on a shirt, and walked to the balcony.The city was waking up below him. Streetlights flicker
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Chapter: CHAPTER 278"Mr. Kane, this position comes with extraordinary authority. You would have the power to reshape the entire security infrastructure of this country." The second official leaned forward. His eyebrows were raised."I've spent five years fighting wars that should never have existed." Alexander looked at each of them in turn. "I've lost time with my daughter that I will never get back. I've watched the people I love suffer because I was busy chasing enemies through shadows. The fighting is over now. And I choose to spend whatever comes next with the people who matter most to me."The room was silent. The first official nodded slowly, something close to admiration crossing his weathered face."The offer will remain open, Mr. Kane. Should you ever change your mind." He extended his hand.Alexander shook it once. "Thank you, sir."That evening, the Mitchell house was full for the first time in years.Richard had set the dining table himself, something Margaret pointed out he had not done sin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 277The morning air was cool and still when Alexander parked the car at the edge of the cemetery.Emma sat in the backseat clutching a bouquet of white lilies she had picked out herself from the flower shop. Sophia sat beside her, hands folded in her lap, her eyes already glistening before they had even stepped outside.Alexander opened the door and lifted Emma into his arms. She held the flowers carefully against her chest, treating them like the most important thing she had ever carried.The three of them walked together along the stone path that wound through the cemetery grounds. The trees had turned golden with autumn, and fallen leaves crunched softly beneath their feet. No one spoke. The silence felt right.They stopped before a grave that looked nothing like it had months ago. The cracked, neglected headstone had been replaced with a beautiful marble monument engraved with Margaret Kane's name, her birth and passing dates, and a single line beneath them: Beloved Mother. The ground
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Chapter: CHAPTER 276Emma was admitted to the hospital at seven in the morning for her scheduled surgery. Sophia held her hand during the intake process, keeping her voice light and cheerful even as her own stomach twisted into knots. Richard and Margaret sat in the waiting room, unable to sit still. Marcus stood near the door like a statue carved from stone.Alexander sat alone in the corner of the waiting area. His posture was still. His face showed nothing. But his right hand, resting on his knee, had not unclenched since they walked through the hospital doors."Daddy, will it hurt?" Emma looked up at Alexander from the hospital bed. She wore a gown covered in cartoon bears that was two sizes too big for her tiny frame."Dr. Gerrick is the best doctor in the world, sweetheart." Alexander leaned forward and took her small hand. His thumb ran gently across her fingers. "You're going to fall asleep, and when you wake up, everything will be better.""Promise?" Emma's dark eyes searched his face."Promise."
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Chapter: CHAPTER 275Sophia stared at him. The corner of her mouth twitched. She pulled the folder back, stood up, and walked toward the kitchen without another word. But Alexander caught the smallest hint of a smile she tried to hide as she turned away.Three days later, Margaret Mitchell showed up at the restaurant unannounced.She stood near the entrance, watching the busy dining room from a distance. Her hands were clasped in front of her. Her face carried the careful, guarded expression of a woman who had spent months saying the wrong things and was now terrified of doing it again.Sophia noticed her from behind the counter. "Mom? What are you doing here?""I came to see the place." Margaret stepped inside slowly. Her eyes moved across the full tables, the smiling customers, the efficient staff moving between orders with practiced ease. "It looks wonderful, Sophia. You've done something special here.""Thank you." Sophia studied her mother's face, waiting for the familiar criticism that usually follo
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The Cheating Wife's Worthless Husband Is the Apocalypse King
"Kneel and apologize to my father, or we're getting divorced!" Valentina snapped.
Marco smiled coldly.
"Good. Let's divorce."
Five years.
Five years of working himself to the bone, handing over every paycheck, feeding his wife's entire family, and loving a woman who had already chosen another man.
When the apocalypse arrived, Marco sacrificed everything to keep them alive. He reinforced their home, found food, and protected them from monsters.
Their reward?
They tied him up, watched him bleed to death, and let his cheating wife walk away with her lover.
But fate gave him another chance.
Marco awakens 15 days before the apocalypse, armed with the Doomsday Shelter System and memories of the future. This time, he won't waste his kindness on traitors.
He'll build the strongest fortress.
Recruit the most powerful survivors.
Claim unimaginable wealth before the world collapses.
And when his ex-wife and the family who called him a worthless dog come begging for shelter...
"Marco... please. Just let us in."
He looks down from the walls of his fortress and smiles.
"Didn't you say I was worthless?"
"Then die outside my gate."
In the new world, mercy is a luxury.
And the Apocalypse King has none
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Chapter: CHAPTER 229"A quick end." Marco spoke gently, which made it worse. "No pain, no humiliation, no cell. You have fought a long war and you have lost it. I can give you a clean finish, and I will do it myself."Colton stared at him. The firelight flickered across his face, and a muscle ticked once in his jaw. Behind them, on the wall, Okafor's rifle barrel gleamed in the orange light."You are offering me mercy." Colton said the word as if it tasted strange. "After everything.""I am offering you a choice you did not give anyone at your checkpoints."The silence stretched. A hot wind carried ash across the road, and one of the burning trucks collapsed with a groan of tearing metal. Colton lowered his head and looked at the rifle lying in the snow by his boots. Then he lifted his chin, and his voice came back steady and cold."No.""No?""I will not die on my knees, Mr. Ferretti." He straightened, and for a moment the old Colton stood in the road again, lean and upright and unafraid. "Not in a ditch
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Chapter: CHAPTER 228The fog had begun to thin by the time Marco reached the western gate. Behind the wall, the burning road still glowed orange against the dark sky, and the air smelled of smoke and scorched rubber.Natalie caught his sleeve before he could step through. "You cannot go out there alone.""I am not alone." Marco glanced down at Tank, who stood at his knee with his ears forward. "And he is not armed anymore. Not really.""That is exactly what worries me." Natalie's eyes were wide and tired. "A man with nothing left to lose is the most dangerous kind.""I know." Marco pressed her hand gently and let go. "That is why I am bringing a flashlight and not a rifle. If he wants to kill me, he can try. But I think he wants to talk."Okafor stood at the gate with his weapon at his shoulder, jaw tight. "I still say we shoot him from the rooftop and be done.""We could." Marco nodded slowly. "But then we would never know what he came here to find."He walked out into the smoky night with Tank at his he
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Chapter: CHAPTER 227"I misjudged you. I will say it plainly because you earned it." Colton's gaze swept across the settlement, the shimmering blue edge of the barrier, the empty craters on the road, the rooftops dotted with volunteers. "The barrier. The traps. The way you herded my men like sheep. None of it was in my intelligence reports. I spent three months studying you, and I studied the wrong man.""You studied a man hiding in a bunker." Marco's voice was cold. "I stopped being that man weeks ago.""So I see." Colton nodded slowly. "Which is why I have come to ask whether you would be willing to trade."Natalie let out a short, incredulous breath. Okafor's voice crackled in Marco's earpiece. "He wants to trade? After this?""Trade what?" Marco asked."You hold nine of my men in your garage. Perhaps more by now." Colton's tone stayed even. "I would like them back. In exchange, my forces withdraw and leave your settlement alone. Prisoners for passage. A clean arrangement, and nobody else has to die th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 226The smoke over the southern road had thinned to a grey haze when the radio on Marco's table crackled with Okafor's voice."Marco, you need to see this. Colton is coming out."Marco leaned toward the camera feed. Beyond the burning wrecks, the Consortium line had pulled back to the far bend of the road with one armored truck and about twenty men. Wounded soldiers lay in rows on the snow. A single figure had stepped out from the group and was walking toward the settlement alone."He is carrying something." Natalie stood beside him with her arms wrapped around her body. "A rifle?""A rifle with a white cloth tied to the barrel." Marco zoomed in. Colton held the weapon high above his head with both hands, the cloth fluttering in the cold wind like a pale flag. His silver stubble was dusted with ash, and his coat was torn at the shoulder. He walked slowly and evenly, with no sign of hurry, as if he were crossing a quiet street on a Sunday."He is surrendering?" Perry's voice cracked from t
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Chapter: CHAPTER 225The argument was over. None of the kneeling prisoners moved or spoke.Delgado marched the nine of them across the courtyard toward the garage with his rifle at his hip, and the wounded tenth man was carried between two volunteers on a makeshift stretcher. Inside the garage, Wendy Castellanos was already waiting at her first triage table with sleeves rolled to the elbow and a glint of fierce attention in her eyes."Put him here." Wendy tore open the stretcher blanket and cut away the man's sleeve with a single sweep of her scissors. "Through and through. Missed the bone. He is lucky.""Lucky." The wounded soldier gave a pained, bitter laugh. "I am your enemy.""You are bleeding on my table." Wendy pressed a thick wad of gauze into the wound without looking up. "I treat everyone who bleeds on my table. Hold that."The soldier stared at her, mouth half open, as she tied off the bandage with quick sure hands. Around them, two more wounded Consortium men from the road fight lay on cots bes
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Chapter: CHAPTER 224The ground beneath Building 7 was quiet when Delgado crouched beside the cracked manhole cover with his rifle across his knees. Six of his officers and volunteers knelt in a half circle behind him, breathing slow clouds into the freezing dark. Nobody spoke. Somewhere below their boots, men were moving through a pipe that had been built for water."Remember what I said." Delgado kept his voice barely above a whisper. "Nobody fires first. Marco wants prisoners if we can get them.""Why would he want prisoners?" the young volunteer beside him murmured, eyes wide. "They came here to kill us.""Because a dead man cannot tell us anything." Delgado's mouth twisted in the ghost of a smile. "And because Marco never wastes a good source of information."The volunteer swallowed hard and nodded. His rifle trembled against his shoulder.Far underground, Colton's flanking team crept forward with muffled boots and thermal goggles, ten men moving single file through the dripping tunnel. They had no i
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