Victim

When Uche is assigned the cursed room, he expects the usual pranks and late-night scares—but what greets him is far more sinister. A mirror that reflects something darker than himself. Walls that tap in sync with his heartbeat. Voices that whisper his name in the dead of night. And a program designed not just to scare, but to break anyone who dares enter. With the help of Seyi, his enigmatic roommate, Uche learns that the room chooses its prey—and once chosen, there’s no turning back. Each test brings him closer to the truth about the room, the mysterious “Program,” and the dark legacy of his own family. Now Uche must navigate fear, betrayal, and shocking secrets if he wants to survive. But the deeper he goes, the clearer it becomes: some games aren’t meant to be won. And some rooms… never let go. In Room 49, fear isn’t just a feeling—it’s the only way to stay alive.

In Neo-Veridia, time isn’t money. It’s life. Nineteen-year-old Evan is an anomaly. In a city addicted to the dopamine rush of The Exchange—where a roll of the dice can win you a decade or kill you instantly—Evan never gambles. He works. He saves. He survives. He is the only person in the slums with a serious face and a "clean" wrist. But the House always finds a way to break you. When his father is struck down by a rare, fatal glitch in his Life-Clock, Evan is handed a death sentence in the form of a bill: 50 Years. Due in twelve hours. With no collateral and time ticking down, Evan is forced to break his one rule. He enters the neon-soaked underworld of high-stakes gambling. But as he sits at the table, surrounded by desperation and sharks, Evan realizes something terrifying. He isn't just lucky. When he looks at the spinning wheels and shifting cards, he doesn't see chance. He sees math. He sees trajectories. He sees the future. Evan is about to play the most dangerous game in history. He isn't just playing for his father’s life anymore; he’s playing to bankrupt the system that enslaved humanity. The odds are one in a million. Evan likes those odds.

The human essence is unchanged from century to century. They are ready to destroy for the sake of profit what can help, save them from the coming catastrophe - witches. Creel is an ordinary person who fell victim to human deceit, his death was cruel and terrible. He hoped for eternal sleep, beautiful oblivion, but what did he get? He is the only one whose life is so closely intertwined with the witches, he was called to another world against his will, they placed hopes on him, endowed him with strength, gave him new opportunities and forced him to become the Shield of the Witches.

In the ruins of a post-apocalyptic world where bloodline is destiny, Mo Fan is a "trash" student with a talent so low he’s destined for the scrap heap. But when he awakens a god-tier Extraction System, the rules of the jungle change forever. ​With a single touch, he can strip the gifts of geniuses and the strength of high-level beasts. No longer a victim of fate, Mo Fan begins his meteoric rise, turning the corpses of his enemies into the stepping stones of his legend. The hunt has begun, and in a world where only the strong survive, he’s about to become the ultimate predator. [Extract the beast’s attributes?] [Yes or No] [Yes]

Van Everest fell a victim to a horrible implication, and it led him to receive a sentence of five whole years in the state prison. He counted the days till he would be reunited with his wife again. However, when the day finally arrived, Van was met with a divorce letter. Unknown to him, an encounter with a beautiful stranger years ago left her with a baby, and she had a beautiful daughter in secret. Now, after five years of being imprisoned, Van was faced with the most difficult task ever, becoming a father. All characters, location and events that takes place in the story are completely fictional.

“Please… don’t kill me!” My voice trembles as I stare at the two people standing in front of me, my own brother and my wife, the woman I love more than my life. “Why…?” I whisper, my throat dry. My brother smirks and she avoids looking at me, as if I mean nothing to her. That silence… it breaks me more than anything. I step back slowly, but my foot slips near the edge. Panic rises in my chest as I realize where I am the cliff behind me, the darkness waiting below. “No…” I murmur, but it’s too late. A sudden push and I fall. The wind roars in my ears as my body drops into the abyss. Fear grips me, but stronger than fear is the burning betrayal inside me. My eyes shut as darkness swallows everything. They think I die that night But I don’t, I survive and I change. Years pass, and Now I return to the same world but I am no longer that weak man. I am something else… something darker. The city fears my name. The underworld bows before me. Power runs through my veins. Money, influence, control everything is mine now. And I don’t return alone. With a mysterious princess, beautiful yet dangerous, her secrets as dark as my past. She understands me in ways no one ever could. This time, I don’t beg. This time, I don’t fall. Because I am no longer the man they betrayed… I am the nightmare that has returned for revenge.

After losing his job and dignity, loser dropout Amar Pradana is struck by a mysterious truck only to awaken as the host for Astraeus, a disgraced God of War. Trapped in a world of secret divine vessels and deadly conspiracies, he must navigate the Cosmic Retribution System which grants him power only through the humiliation of his enemies. With an unpredictable goddess watching his every move, Amar must prove he is more than just a vessel for the heavens' most hated deity. This is the story of a man whose absurdity and luck might just bring the entire pantheon to its knees.

Riven Kaelen spent three years as the despised live-in son-in-law of the powerful Mercer family. To help his wife, Sloane Mercer, build her business empire, he sacrificed everything—his inheritance, his dreams, and his dignity. While Sloane rose to become the celebrated CEO of Vespera Corp, Riven became nothing more than a joke in the eyes of her family. Mocked by his in-laws, humiliated by strangers, and forced to work as a delivery rider just to pay his mother's medical bills, Riven endured it all in silence. But when his mother falls critically ill and requires a million-dollar surgery, Riven turns to the one person he once trusted—his wife. Instead of helping him, Sloane presents him with divorce papers and a cruel ultimatum. Sign away his remaining shares in her company or watch his mother die. To complete her betrayal, she transfers ownership of a bankrupt company called Veridian Global to him, believing she has finally rid herself of her worthless husband. What she doesn't know is that Veridian Global is far from bankrupt. Hidden beneath years of neglect lies a business empire worth billions. Overnight, the son-in-law everyone looked down on becomes one of the wealthiest men in the country. Now, the Mercer family wants forgiveness. His ex-wife wants him back. His enemies want mercy. But after years of humiliation, Riven has only one answer: They should have treated the son-in-law better when they had the chance.

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an Zillionaire heir and God of War decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.

He did not care if the prayer stole precious seconds from the timer. Between speaking to God and the damnation the system promised at zero, there was no question which came first. “Dear Lord,” he murmured, “Ye who see all hearts and weigh all sins… hear me now as I stand at the threshold of damnation. What I am about to do is cruel and unforgiving. A stain no river may wash from my hands. Yet, if this evil must be borne so that greater horrors may perish, let that burden fall upon me. “I know the gates of Hell stand open before my feet, and should this act be the step that leads me through them… so be it. Let history curse my name—if by my damnation, others are spared. “But Lord…” he continued quietly, “when the trumpets sound in the final days, when the dead rise and judgment cometh upon all souls, I ask only this of You: do not forget that I once wept for what I became. Do not forget that I hated the necessity of my hands. Don't forget that though I walked willingly into darkness, I did so that others may remain in the light. And if mercy exists even for the damned… then let me be counted among those shown pity. “For the sins I commit in Your name, for the evil I embrace in pursuit of a righteous end, and for the soul I surrender this night… I beg Your forgiveness.” He lifted his gaze and fixed Vir Ossium a death stare. “... Amen.” —————————————— Kael was just an ordinary guy—until the night he died. But instead of staying dead, he is thrown into a brutal death game. The rule is simple: Be the last Kamen Rider standing... by any means necessary.