A Silent Voice Shouko

Mu Qiu jolted awake, the stench of decay filling his nostrils. He wasn't in his old apartment; he was sprawled on cracked asphalt, surrounded by the moans of the undead. He was reborn in the apocalypse. Worse, his body, dormant for two years, had mutated. He was a Corpse King, an apex predator with the power to devour and assimilate. Then, a voice echoed in his mind, clear and precise. [Congratulations, Host! You have successfully bound the Supreme World Sign-In System!] [You have arrived at your first sign-in location: Ravaged City Center. Reward: Holy Lord's Demonic Energy.] Mu Qiu stared at his clawed hands, the flesh pale and cold. A system? In this hellhole? [Next sign-in location: Mutated Zombie Hive. Estimated time: 12 hours.] [Daily Quest: Devour 100 Lesser Undead. Reward: Evolution Points.] [Status: Corpse King - Level 1. Evolution Points: 0. Demonic Energy: Acquired.] [Inventory: Empty.] He could see the information floating in his vision, like a translucent screen. The world was a nightmare, and survival as a human was impossible. But as a Corpse King with a system? That was a different story. [Would you like to absorb the Holy Lord's Demonic Energy?] Mu Qiu's jaw clenched. Yes. [Absorption commencing...]

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

Seo Yuna died saving Han Jae-won's life. For three years afterward, the official report said he was never in any danger. Three years later he awakens, and the system hands him the worst classification on the board. F-Class: Soul Resonance. A party trick. Something that senses ghosts. Something the internet turns into a meme and the Association files under liability. But when a hunter dies in his arms, Jae-won does something impossible. He resonates, and for ninety seconds he wears a dead man's power like a borrowed coat, carrying that man's last memories along with it. The dead leave more behind than bodies. And one of them never left at all. Yuna is still there. A voice in his skull, and it sounds exactly like her. She knows things about his ability that she shouldn't know. She warns him about people he has never met. And sometimes, in the dark, she says things Yuna never would have said. Now the F-Class freak is the only person alive who can touch the souls of the fallen, and someone has been harvesting those souls for years. The deeper Jae-won digs into the night Yuna died, the less the report makes sense.

-What if heaven is not what is generally believed as?- . 21 Ascenders were chosen. Each with the utmost goal of attaining perfection.With the mindset of becoming the perfectionHe planned for.A young boy from Earth finds himself in another realm, strange voice in his head and so his adventure begins.———I didn’t choose this life. No, I’m supposed to be dead. Somehow, under bizarre circumstances, I find myself in Heaven.No, not the Christian biblical heaven or the Islam Paradise.No, I find myself in Orun,(Yoruba word for heaven) and it’s 7 worlds.In this place, the weak is chaff before the strong. And true strength can only be attained through pushing ones limit.In this 7 heavens, Nothing is impossible. Dragons, Masquerades, Vampires, Drakons and yes, Irunmoles exist.What I find about myself is that I am a sort of contingency plan, to carry out the legacy of The Mad Prime.He who was once an Angel but died an Arch Demon. The Fallen Legacy Of a Genius Being and by the Gods, his Legacy shall by me, Fall or Rise.I am Bayo, I am the Number One, FirstBorn Of my siblings and we have one mandate...ASCEND Through the 7 heavens and establish a new order, for our Patron, Trixius The Great!——————————-Cover image is Google sourced.Please RATE, COMMENT, VOTE. Inspires me much.Update schedule is 1 Chapters Daily.—————————

"A mutt like you really thought he could marry into our family?" Isabelle Carter sneered, tossing a box at Karvel Cross’s feet. His old belongings spilled out—along with the engagement ring he had spent months preparing for Mariya. Laughter rippled through the room. "Pick it up, stray," Vincent Langford mocked, swirling his whiskey. "That’s all you’ll ever be. A discarded pet hoping for scraps." "Congratulations, Mariya," he said, voice eerily calm. "I hope your new fiancé doesn’t end up treating you the way you’re treating me.” But the humiliation wasn’t over. Her mother called him a mutt, Vincent Langford, a smug rival, mocked his existence, and soon, Karvel became nothing more than a joke among the elite. A discarded man with no value. What they didn’t know? The stray they cast aside… was a trillionaire heir. Karvel Cross is no longer the broken man they once laughed at. With secrets deeper than the ocean and a past that refuses to stay buried, he’s about to show them all—Mariya, Vincent, and the entire world—that the man they underestimated is the one they should have feared all along. "Dear ex, I don't need you anymore."

Lin Feng once believed loyalty was worth more than money but he was wrong and it cost him his life. Ten years after graduation at the class reunion, his best friend whom he covered for, lied for, and once took a beating for; smiled in his face, called him a leech in front of everyone, and had him thrown out into traffic leading to his death. As if fate decided that was cruel, he wakes up a day before the reunion in the same broken house, same empty bank account and same people waiting to laugh at him all over again but this time with a cold, mechanical voice that only he can hear, counting every arrogant word spoken around him, a system that hunts for lies told to boast. If someone claims their father owns the city's tallest hotel and it's a lie, Lin Feng owns it automatically and if someone brags they've already signed a ten-million-yuan contract to make him look small which never existed a second ago, it will but in Lin Feng's name. The more they lie to humiliate him, the richer, more powerful, and more untouchable he becomes and his old best friend, the one who killed him, handed Lin Feng an empire on a platter of lies. Now, Lin Feng must decide to be a tyrant like his enemies towards his best friend or tamper justice with mercy.

“Look at this cockroach!” Johnson sneered, pacing around Max like a predator sizing up his prey. “You think you can fight me? You’ve been scurrying in the dirt your whole life!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. “He’s about to get squashed!” someone shouted. “Yeah, show him who’s boss, Johnson!” another chimed in. Johnson flexed his arms dramatically, turning to the crowd. “This rat thinks he’s a lion now, huh?” he spat, pointing at Max. “But all I see is a mangy stray dog, begging for scraps!” The crowd whooped and hollered, eagerly anticipating the fight. “You’re nothing but a street mutt,” Johnson continued, his voice brimming with arrogance. “I’ve trained with the best, and you? You’ve been running from garbage collectors your whole life!” Max stepped forward, his gaze steady, though his heart raced. “You talk too much,” he muttered, squaring his shoulders. “Let’s just get this over with.” Max was dumped by his girlfriend, just because he was poor.But his life turned upside down when at police station, he gets to know that he is not a common man, but a trillionaire heir .

Alex Mercer never thought his life would end on a rainy night, skidding off a slick highway in his beat-up car. But death wasn't the end; it was just the beginning of his nightmare. Waking up in the fiery depths of hell, Alex faced Lucifer himself, a devilish grin plastered across the fallen angel's face. "You were destined for eternal torment," Lucifer said, his voice smooth as silk yet carrying the weight of countless damnations. "But I have a proposition for you." The deal was simple yet horrifying. If Alex wanted a second chance at life, he had to rid the Earth of Lucifer's escaped minion demons who had broken their chains and now wreaked havoc among the living. The reward? A ticket back to hell, but this time as Lucifer's lieutenant rather than a prisoner. To fulfill his part of the deal, Alex was granted a fragment of Lucifer's power: the ability to summon hellfire, manipulate shadows, and sense the presence of evil. Armed with these abilities, Alex is sent back to Earth, but not as the man he once was. Now, he's something more a hunter, a reaper of the damned. Yet as Alex fights to send demons back to hell, he begins to question the true cost of the deal. What will remain of his soul when the last demon falls? And can he trust Lucifer, the Prince of Lies, to keep his word?

Everyone in Eclipse City dreams of awakening an ability. I spent twenty-five years being one of the powerless. Then a monster attacked during one of my deliveries, and a strange voice appeared inside my head. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED.] For the first time in my life, I had power. But there was a problem. The system hated me. Every mission became more dangerous. Every reward came with a hidden price. When I refused to obey, it punished me. Then I discovered the truth. I wasn't the system's chosen host. I was its biggest threat. Previous hosts had all died after reaching Level 50. The system had made sure of it. Now I'm approaching Level 50, and the system is becoming desperate. It wants me to open something called the First Gate. It doesn't want me to know what's behind it. And the more I uncover, the more I realize that my entire life may have been part of the system's plan. But the system made one mistake. It gave its prisoner enough power to become its enemy. Now I'm going to break every rule it gave me... even if the truth behind the First Gate destroys the world I know.

Abandoned by the woman he loved for a man who represented everything he could never be...wealthy, powerful, untouchable—he is forced to confront the brutal truth of his existence. His home is nothing but a decaying room near a slum, his future looked nonexistent, his worth measured in what he could provide. When despair drove him into the night, it nearly cost him his life. On the brink of death, a mysterious voice offered him a single truth: “In this world, only wealth grants the right to live with dignity. Will you succumb or will you arise and conquer?” With no strength left to resist and nothing left to lose, he accepted his cruel fate and chose. What awakened was by no means a blessing but a predatory system that allowed him to steal wealth itself. Not just sheer money, but luck, opportunities, influence and skills, even the invisible advantages that keep the powerful on top and the weak beneath them. Every gain he makes is taken from someone else. Every rise leaves another person falling and crumbling in dust. As he climbs from the gutter into the hidden layers of society—corporate elites, criminal empires, and untouchable dynasties, he must confront a terrifying question: How much is a human life worth, when wealth can be taken by force?