Don Juan

"The 'Alter Life' ritual can make a normal human forever. However, I'm not sure that this power will leave him. His strength Will return when he becomes an adult," said the lilac-haired man. "No way, Father. I did the 'Alter Life Ritual' too, but I don't have any powers after turning inti a human." "This is different, Zenko. In your son's body flows the blood of the Dewar Clan too. I can turn him into a human, but in exchange my body and soul Will disappear, because I can't match the strength of this child." Those were the last words King Felix, Demon Lord of the Gusoyn Clan, spoke to his daughter. He looks like a Hero in front of his daughter as he would sacrifice his soul for the sake of his grandson. However, King Felix is up to something. He planned to take possession of his grandson's body when his grandson grew up after performing the coming of age ceremony. His grandson Mastered the power of the Gusoyn Clan and the Dewar Clan and King Felix wanted the power. Can King Felix reach his goal to come back to life even stronger?

When a ruthless alien tribe threatens to conquer Earth, one man must rise up and fight for the fate of humanity. Sunny Raven, a reluctant hero with incredible powers, faces his greatest challenge yet as he battles the alien invaders and confronts his own inner demons. But as the world around him descends into chaos and despair, Sunny discovers the true meaning of heroism, sacrifice, and the power of forgiveness. Can he overcome his own doubts and unite a divided world in the face of an extraterrestrial threat? Don't miss this thrilling system and sci-fi adventure that will keep you on the edge of your seat from beginning to end

I looked Human. There was no difference between me and some random person passing by at a glance. But I would never dare to go into a city or even close for that matter. I don't want the blood detectors to ring and bring my life to a tragic end after all. I had believed that life to continue, of hiding from the masses in fear of my blood being detected as one of the filthy, but my life lived in fear changed as I looked up at the screen that suddenly popped up in front of me. I realized why the filthy are hunted. And became the filthiest for my wifey and little sister.

After five years of a secret marriage, my wife, a cold and renowned chef, suddenly asked for a divorce. I smiled bitterly, left with nothing, and embarked on an extraordinary path, becoming an acclaimed automotive expert and a successful entrepreneur. Post-divorce, she regretted deeply after watching me, her former husband, dazzling and captivating countless hearts in the automotive world. She wished she hadn't acted rashly. Wanting to win me back, she even begged to visit my high-end car shop, hoping to reignite our old flame of love. "Honey, am I not captivating enough? Come back to me, please. I want to rebuild our life together." I frowned slightly, lips parting in a cold voice, "Madam, please restrain yourself. I am not your husband; so don't make such shameless claims. If you want to find fulfillment, please turn left and walk out the door to find whatever person you can." Once, you looked down on me and treated me like trash. Now, I stand at the peak of success, beyond your reach.

What is a mystery? Is it an axiom representing what is not perceptible and understandable? Is it the unfathomable, incomprehensible no matter how people try to make it specious? No, it isn't that. The definition of mystery is only what people can conceive, a specious fact with loopholes. People believe what they believe to be true and sadly, it has plunged them to the endless gore of ignorance. Mysteries aren't what we don't understand or what we can't comprehend. Mysteries aren't what remain hidden, taciturn to the ever yearning ears of people. Mysteries aren't the supernatural laws which can't be explained or fathomed. No, the definition of 'mysteries' is beyond that. Mysteries are what can't be reached no matter how we try to reach them. It isn't what can't be comprehended. Rather, it's what can't be reached. They are endless gores, immersed into the abyssal chasm of infinities. Mysteries are a state of endlessness and boundlessness, incomprehensible and unfathomable. Yes, that's what mysteries are. Cyclopean and grosteque phantasm is what a mystery should be called. A mystery transcends the feebleness and lumbering states of concepts, going on and on for eternity. Hence, a mystery is the same as infinity and infinity the same as a mystery. A mystery is infinite and infinity is mysterious—both are like a symphony, intertwined with each other making them chalcenterous and existing in oneness. To understand a mystery, you need to be boundless and infinite, transcending all possible concepts and impossible concepts, all possible 'non-concepts' and all impossible 'non-concepts'. Mysteries are beyond conception as well as non-conception. They are mysteries, boundless and infinite! They are stacked upon each other in a terracing manner, shrouded in the prodigious paradigm of infinity, going on and on till infinity!

"Being insulted by my wife's family doesn't make me desperate, wait for my wife to rise, I will turn things around!" Su Juan tries hard to be accepted in his wife's family until one day, an artifact recognizes him as its master.

The crimson moon, marked the descent of chaos. Min-joon, a gamer used to virtual worlds, found himself thrust into a horrifying reality. Monstrous beings, echoes of nightmares, swarmed through dimensional tears, devouring everything in their path. Humanity crumbled, and the world reduced to a wasteland. But in the despair, Min-joon awoke different. A mysterious system awoke within him, promising power beyond measure. Unlike others, shackled by a finite pool of experience, Min-joon possessed the ability to level infinitely. Each kill, each encounter, fueled his growth. He wasn't just a survivor - he was a paradox, a beacon of hope in the encroaching darkness. As he carved a path through the ravaged city, the truth clawed its way to the surface. The apocalypse wasn't a random disaster – it was a twisted game, orchestrated by a malevolent entity known as the Architect. Furious and a desperate yearning to bring things back to how they used to be, Min-joon decided he would get strong enough to kill a being that would have otherwise been considered a god. Why don't you follow him in his journey and find out how he goes about doing it?

"Is that a meteor shower? Why is it so close?" "What is that thing? Why is it all black?" Adam Warlock was caught in the middle of an invasion that nearly destroyed the entire world. Dimensional portals opened up all over the city. Many strange creatures appear and kill everyone. Adam tried to save himself, but he was killed in the attack. For some reason, he met a creature called Paladin who gave him a second chance. And together they fought against the black creatures. But things don't end there. Paladin creates a new reality and takes Adam to a different future. There he discovers his true identity as a hunter of the Ordogs; creatures that come out of dimensional portals. What will happen to Adam? What is the fate of the world after the Ordogs make the biggest invasion in history? Read more in my first novel at Meganovel.

What?!?" Pia exclaimed. “What's within?” Saying, "Oh my God! Is that a finger that has been chopped?’ Cassandra uttered, "I'm not sure!” "What the fuck does that even mean?!?" exclaimed Pia. Cassandra says, "What?!?" Please don't look at me that way. Furthermore, I have no idea what that even means!’ Pia commented, "This is embarrassing," and Cassia responded, "Okay, I'm going to call the police right away." "No!" exclaimed Pia. Oh no, please don't! “ Cassiandra uttered, "Are you serious at this moment? Cass, that is one fucking chopped finger! Furthermore, we have no idea whose finger it is!” "I'm sure that whoever sent this wouldn't really like it if we ever called the police about this," Pia said. "I also think that they might be keeping an eye on us right now." Cassandra was already breathing heavily as she was scared and doesn't know what to do. She panicked while Pia remained calm and silent as she tries to calm her friend down. Fear flashed through Cassandra's mind as she and Pia stood next to her car, their nerves still raw from the uncomfortable meeting. "Then, what do we do now?" Cassandra's eyes darted across the surroundings while her voice wavered with anxiety. With her own heart rate accelerating due to adrenaline, Pia tried to calm their agitated minds. "Maybe we'll try to calm down first..." However, Cassandra's mind was already racing, a flash of insight emerging in her. "But wait, the letter!" Pia looked in astonishment, taken aback by Cassandra's apparent eagerness. "What?" Words flew out of Cassandra's mouth, a trace of panic in her tone. "H-Haven't that box come with a letter?" Pia's face wrinkled as she considered what Cassandra had said, realizing what had happened.

James stared at his dying mother on the sick bed. "Don't you leave me mother, you are all I have got." He cried Martha was all his son had. Her husband had died shortly after he was born leaving her with no inheritance. Tears clouded her eyes as she laid on the bed. " I am sorry, son but I have to go now." she looked at her son. Just as she was about to die, she gave James a case. " Open this when I am dead." Martha said slowly reaching out to her son. James opened the case to find a strange spectacle. Little did he know that the spectacle will change the course of his life