You will regret it, if I live, I will reply to everything you do to me and my family. Remember my promise!

A million years have passed since the war that shattered the harmony of Caelestia—the once-divine realm that shimmered with eternal light. The Divinomachy. It began with a betrayal. One of the Supreme Emperor’s most powerful and revered archangels, corrupted by pride, jealousy and ambition, raised his blade against his Creator. His defiance was swift and infectious—many of the Emperor’s faithful servants followed him, seduced by whispers of freedom, power, and a new order. Thus ignited a celestial war — Divinomachy. For one hundred years, the heavens trembled under the weight of clashing divinities. Brother turned against brother. Skies once filled with song now roared with the cries of battle. At last, the Supreme Emperor, weary of endless bloodshed, brought the war to a bitter close. With a divine curse, he cast down the traitors into a prison realm he created—Phlegethon and sealed their leader—while some escaped. Their punishment was eternal. Once-angelic beings were twisted into demons. Their silver skin blackened and grew scales. Their radiant wings darkened into shadows, and crimson replaced their once pure silver eyes. Even their hands bore the mark of damnation—silver claws sprouting where gentle fingers had once been. And when the fallen archangel was finally struck down, a prophecy echoed across the universe—spoken through the Emperor’s oracle: “When the stars realign and the seal weakens, the fallen one shall rise again. But from the forbidden love of both light and darkness shall be born a child—a hybrid. He shall end what the traitor had begun.” Though Caelestia was rebuilt, its wounds never fully healed. For prophecy does not forget, and the chains that bind the fallen grow weaker with every passing age. The ones who escaped hid themselves across the universe, patiently waiting for the return of their master.

Betrayed. Poisoned. Forgotten. Kael Aric, once the brilliant crown prince, dies at the hands of those he trusted most. But fate grants him a second chance reborn as the Tyrant’s Heir, with the memories of his past life burning like fire in his veins. This time, there will be no mercy. With a system that allows him to cultivate, level up, and unlock golden finger powers, Kael vows to rise from the ashes. Every scheming courtier, every backstabbing noble, and every traitor who once mocked him will face his revenge. From a weak, overlooked heir to a ruthless warrior prince, he will crush his enemies with cold precision, turning humiliation into face-slapping victories. Yet behind his sharp blade lies a secret: the true enemy is not only within the palace walls, but lurking in the shadows of the empire itself. Will Kael use his rebirth to seize the throne, rewrite destiny, and build a kingdom stronger than ever before? Or will the chains of betrayal tighten once more around his neck?

When Miguel’s life ends under the wheels of a car, his tragedy doesn’t stop with death. He learns his mother is gone, his girlfriend has betrayed him, and his career is in ruins, all orchestrated by an unseen hand. Given a second chance in a world of magic and swords, Miguel awakens as Axel… only to discover his summoner is no great hero or noble mage, but a cursed blade, the vessel of an evil goddess despised by the entire realm. Bound together by fate and magic, Axel must choose: destroy her and join the side of “good,” or wield her power and uncover the conspiracy that stole not one, but two lives from him. Every swing of the blade cuts deeper into the truth and the truth might be deadlier than the goddess herself.

Humiliated. Penniless. Broken. Adrian Cole had nothing until the day the world bent at his feet. In one moment, he was the beggar they spat on. The next, he was the sole heir to a trillion-dollar empire. But the crown is heavy, and his new world is full of snakes in designer suits. They took everything from him once. They’ll never get the chance again. This time, Adrian plays to win and when he wins, the whole world will kneel.

Kael a young protagonist with a special destiny, embarks on a perilous journey to the Shadowlands with Lyra to defeat the Devourer. Along the way, they face various challenges and obstacles, encounter the guardian of the Shadowlands, and uncover secrets about the Shadowlands and the Devourer. The final confrontation determines the fate of the world, and Kael returns changed by his experiences, struggling to come to terms with his new role. Possible plot twists include the guardian's true intentions, the Devourer's identity, and Kael's hidden truth. The story explores themes of determination, courage, friendship, loyalty, and the struggle between light and darkness.

Framed for murder. Thrown into The Pit. Left to die. Kael Ardan was just another street rat in New Veyra, a city where the strong rule and the weak are nothing. But when betrayal sends him to the city’s most brutal underground prison, he’s given a single choice — die like the rest, or listen to the voice calling from the darkness. > “The Void has chosen you. Devour, evolve, ascend.” Bound to the mysterious Void System, Kael gains the power to absorb the strength of his enemies, upgrade his abilities, and shatter the rules of reality itself. From the shadows of the slums to the shining towers of the corporate elite, from battling street gangs to facing supernatural clans and interdimensional invaders, Kael will rise — and every level-up will be paid for in blood. In a world where power is everything, Kael is about to become the one name that even gods fear to speak.

The kingdom of Arvendral has fallen in a single night of fire and betrayal. The royal banners burn, the people scatter, and the once-proud throne is drowned in shadows. Amid the chaos, a young warrior discovers the Blade of Kings—a weapon whispered to carry the soul of every ruler who ever wielded it. But the blade is not a gift. It is a curse. With each swing, it feeds on his spirit, binding his fate to a destiny he does not understand. To survive, he must choose: embrace the weapon’s dark hunger, or risk watching the last fragments of his world vanish forever. Allies may be traitors, enemies may hold the truth, and every choice cuts deeper than steel. With war rising on every horizon, he carries the weight of a broken kingdom—and the knowledge that even heroes can become monsters. The battle is not for victory. It is for the soul of the fallen kingdom.

In a world where the dead refuse to rest, the living fear what lurks beyond the veil. For centuries, humanity believed all spirits(ghosts) were vengeful, mindless entities seeking destruction. But the truth is far more terrifying—some spirits exist to devour, corrupt, and break the boundaries between life and death. Others, bound by fate, offer unimaginable power to those they deem worthy. Arman never wanted to be a hero. Struggling with social anxiety, he preferred to keep his head down, avoid trouble, and live a life that meant nothing to anyone but himself. But everything changed the day he became bound to a force beyond comprehension. Now, with an ancient spirit entwined with his very soul, he’s dragged into a hidden war waged in the shadows—a battle between those who harness the power of the dead and those who twist it into something monstrous. As ancient forces awaken and the boundaries between the worlds fracture, Arman faces an impossible truth: the power within him is both a gift and a curse, one that could consume him if he fails to control it. With enemies lurking in every shadow and unseen forces pulling the strings, he must uncover the origins of his power, the forgotten secrets of the past, and the role he is destined to play in a war that has raged for centuries. Because if he fails—if he breaks—this war won’t just claim his soul. It will unravel reality itself. A journey of power, fate, and the unseen begins… but can a boy who fears even simple conversations truly rise to become the strongest Spiritbound?

The rain had been falling on Moonveil City since dawn, running in silver threads down the tiled roofs, spilling from gutters into the crooked alleys. The sky was low and iron-grey, heavy enough to press against the tower-tops of the Martial Regulation Bureau. Inside the courtyard of the Moonveil District Arms Hall, Kael Ruan stood in silence, a new-issued badge in his hand. He was twenty-four, too young, too brash, they’d said, yet here he was, sworn as the youngest Arms Keeper in the city’s history. His mentor, Master Renji, watched from the covered steps, eyes narrowed as if weighing more than just the rain. [Silent Oath System Activated] Oath Energy: 0/100 Core Blade Slots: Shadowsteel (Locked), Frostvein (Locked), Dawnpiercer (Locked) Techniques: Oath Cut (Locked), Sword Recall (Locked) The voice cold, ringing inside his skull had woken with his oath to defend the district. It spoke without warmth, without mercy. It offered strength in exchange for vows sworn before witnesses. But the warning was clear: break an oath, and the System would take more than power from him.