365 Days

> In the Holy Domains, your worth is measured by what you kill and what you eat. Zack Tennyson was worth nothing—until he killed the wrong bug and hacked the system. Now the boy mocked as “Stab-Ass Fatso” is evolving faster than anyone expected. But power brings attention. And in a world where the strong eat the weak, Zack’s about to find out what it really means to survive. --- 📖 Synopsis The story opens with a sky-splitting aerial battle—Zack, older and blazing with crimson wings, going head-to-head against a Dragon-Type Guardian. As they clash, he breaks the fourth wall, taunting the reader with, “Let me tell you how it all began…” Flashback to the desert wasteland of the Holy Domains, where Zack is just another hungry nobody. Spirit Points rule all, and Zack has none. His days are spent scavenging trash and devouring mutant bugs like Carbee for even the tiniest point—only to be met with failure after failure. Until one day, he kills a glowing blue Carbee, something far beyond his level. It changes everything. His system begins a hidden “mod installation,” and Zack finally feels power stir inside him. But power doesn't erase pain. At school, he's hated for a past accident involving his crush, Samantha McPherson—a betrayal that still haunts him. Home isn’t any better. Rent is overdue. Food is gone. His sister is out hunting deep in the Domains. And the system starts demanding brutal daily quests that threaten to break him if he refuses. And yet... something is changing. The mod is installing. The boy they laughed at is becoming something else. Not a hero. Not a monster. Something in between.

Devansh Magnus is a broke university student, a walking tragedy, and worst of all—the infamous "Leash Lover" of his department. He had spent his days chasing after Aranya Sen, worshiping the ground she walked on, doing anything to get her attention. But in the end, what did he get? She crushed him like an insect. Kicked him aside like a stray dog. And just when he thought life couldn’t get any worse—Ashen Graves nearly sent him to the afterlife. Now, standing in front of a vending machine with an empty stomach and emptier pockets, he dug around, hoping for a chump change. Nothing. Except for one single, 4ucking useless coin. He stared at it, cursing his pathetic existence. Then, out of nowhere—he just started laughing. The kind of laugh that wasn’t funny, that teetered between despair and insanity. "This is it? This is all my life amounts to? Hahaha... Fuck my life." And then—something insane happened. [Ding! Suitable Host Detected...] [Synchronizing Thoughts… The Host’s Personality Meets the Criteria for Fusion…] [Ding! Initiating Fusion…] [Ding! Fusion Complete.] [Counter-Love Wealth System Successfully Activated.] Devansh’s eyes widened as the information flooded his mind. '99 TRILLION' in wealth. More money than he could ever dream of. But there was a catch—he could only spend it on beauties. And if he successfully countered a love attack? He’d get back 10% of what he spent, plus extra rewards. For the first time in his miserable life, Devansh grinned. He had begged. He had suffered. He had been used and discarded. But not anymore. Now, he would bind those untouchable women and turn the game in his favor. He wasn’t chasing anymore. Now, they would come to him.

Once, he believed Forex trading would save his family. Instead, it destroyed him. Plagued by constant losses and sleepless nights, he watched his savings vanish trade after trade, until the final blow came in the form of a phone call that shattered his world. His young daughter had been rushed to the hospital. The doctor’ s verdict was merciless—without an immediate and expensive surgery, she would not survive. With nothing left but desperation, he ran home to tell his wife, hoping they would face the storm together. Instead, he was greeted with divorce papers. Blinded by greed and seduced by a rich and powerful man, she chose wealth over family, even as their child lay on the edge of death. Broken and forced to sign the divorce, he stumbled out of the house, his life reduced to nothing. Fate nearly claimed him moments later when a speeding car almost ended it all. But instead of death, something unimaginable awakened within him. A Forex Trading System. A voice in his mind. A guide beyond human logic. With the last money he possessed, he placed one final trade—then another. Against all odds, the market obeyed. Profits surged. Losses vanished. In a matter of days, the man who had lost everything rose from ruin to wealth. He rushed back to the hospital, paid for his daughter’s surgery in full, and saved her life. But that was only the beginning. Under the system’s guidance, he conquered the financial world, rising from a broken trader to a billionaire feared and respected across global markets. And when success finally crowned him, the woman who once abandoned him returned—begging for forgiveness. Will he accept her back? Or will he move on with his life and find someone better?

"They called me trash. They called me a sacrifice. Now, I will call myself their God." In his earlier days, Kael led elite troops - fierce, unshakable till the very last breath. Yet that devotion got twisted into deceit. His own bosses handed him over; missiles tore through him while rage roared inside his chest. Yet dying wasn’t the finish. Kael wakes up inside Kaelen Vance - once the shamed third heir of a top martial bloodline. Out here, power rules; Kaelen had none - he couldn’t channel energy at all. His siblings tormented him nonstop until his cousin killed him just to steal his birthright. One heart, tied by a twist of deceit - yet both walking the same path. A bond broken before it even began. Right when Kael gets ready to battle his way free from hell, a robotic voice echoes inside his head - Welcome, Host - the God-Slayer System just powered up Using the System, Kaelan’s weak body changes fast - suddenly strong. The Ancient Dragon Body awakens, making stuck energy paths pump raw strength nonstop. Now he spots enemy details at a glance, grabs epic skills almost instantly. Killing foes pushes him higher, each battle adding power bit by bit. The family that turned their back on him? They’ll bow down. His cousin - the one who ended his life? Blood will answer for it. As for the so-called gods running everything? They’re marked now. Starting from the bottom world up to the top god realms, Kaelen moves forward - cold, focused. Survival isn't enough; instead, he takes control by force. This isn't about some brave savior fixing everything. Nah, this one’s about a ruler who just claimed it all instead.