Alternate Universe

In the forsaken ruins of Nethralis, the despised scavenger Zephyr Kaelith unearths a cursed relic. What binds to him is no blessing — it is the Primordial System, a primordial entity predating gods and creation itself. [Primordial System bound.] [Anomaly detected: You were never meant to exist.] Now every death he deals reshapes destiny. Every step unravels the world’s laws. But the System is starving… and reality itself will be its feast.

Elias Cross wanted nothing more than to disappear. Once the city’s most brilliant forensic architect, he vanished after a scandal that destroyed his career. But when an old friend turns up dead — and the body is staged inside one of Elias’s abandoned designs — he’s pulled back into a world he swore he’d left behind. Each crime scene is a building. Each building is a clue. Each clue points to an impossible blueprint for the city’s destruction. With only a reckless journalist and a washed-up detective by his side, Elias must outwit a ghostly mastermind known only as The Mason. But as the city becomes a maze of deadly puzzles, Elias discovers the final design isn’t about buildings. It’s about him.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

The world you know doesn't exist anymore... Relics, items created by the collection of human memories from ancient history and folktales descended on the world and wreaked havoc, causing an apocalypse level event that threatened the extinction of humanity. In the year 785 AR (After Relics) Ace Shadows, a member of the world's deadliest group of assassins decides to go on an adventure and puts together a group of talented individuals to journey across the globe to uncover the truth behind the great apocalypse 800 years ago...

From the typical fantasy hero wielding a sword and shield to a cyberpunk warrior from a futuristic metropolis. From a vicious underworld monster to a literal messenger of God. Matthew Nash has complete control over who fights in his show. The possibilities are limitless. There's nothing special about him initially. He's just an average young man who enjoys professional wrestling and mixed martial arts. Aside from watching them, he is obsessed with all types of management mode from those show's games. Handling the show budget or selecting fighters and wrestlers is more fascinating to him than controlling a character to beat opponents. After he was transmigrated to another realm, a foreign entity assigned him to put on a show that focused on the fighters from many worlds. He must be able to amuse the gods and their servants across the multiverse. What kind of spectacles will he put on? Can he beat other shows that already have big names?

In Halcyon, every crime hides a code. Adrian Cross, a disgraced cryptanalyst, wanted nothing more than to fade into obscurity. But when a string of murders leaves cryptic puzzles etched into the city’s walls, he’s pulled into a deadly game only he can solve. Partnered with Detective Iris Navarro, Adrian unravels a web of secrets spanning law enforcement, corporate power, and his own past. Each cipher cracked saves a life—but also reveals another victim. As the bodies pile up and the codes point closer to Adrian’s family, he realizes the truth: The city itself is a message. And decoding it may cost him everything. In Halcyon, knowledge isn’t just power—it’s survival.

In the neon-drenched streets of Kyoto, international agent Marcus Reed is more than just a man—he is a living weapon. But the experimental Bushido-OS in his brain is waking up a ghost from the Edo period, a bloodthirsty samurai seeking a second chance at slaughter. As Marcus tracks a serial killer through the shadows of the digital age, he finds himself trapped in a web of forbidden desire and systemic betrayal. With his sanity fracturing and a ruthless AI fighting for control, Marcus must decide if he will remain human or become the ultimate killing machine. The blade is sharp, the code is deep, and the price of survival is his very soul.

After suffering from a tragic accident, Theo gets transmigrated into a new world of magic. He must now triumph over other geniuses and rise to the peak. . . . I retain copyright to the book cover

It was just another day at my high school until an accidental encounter led to the demise of the Demon Lord. Yes, I'm responsible for that. Now, I find myself bound to him, burdened with an outrageous task that only a madman would consider. My dreams of becoming the strongest Hunter Monarch, equipped with the finest system, and uncovering the whereabouts of my missing father, will have to be set aside for now. My current priority is to rid the world of Demon-possessed humans. However, it's far from easy. Ever since I acquired the powers of the Demon Lord, my head carries a substantial bounty, making me the target of countless Hunters worldwide. To add to the chaos, there are other mysterious parties pursuing me, particularly their enigmatic leader who seems to have information about my Dad's disappearance. My name is Jin Wrack, and at the mere age of 17, I bear an immense responsibility. This ordeal will unfold as a battle royale, or rather, a 'Hunters Royale,' pitting me and my allies against the rest of the world. The outcome is uncertain. Will I emerge victorious, or will the combined might of my enemies overwhelm me? Only time holds the answer. ............................................................................

"One dice rolled, your lives at stake." That throw was real, as real as Gala's messed-up life. Alone and cursing anyone putting her in the middle of Metro's brutality. Until she met her fate. Where one by one, the picture started getting clearer. Also... the threat became more apparent. Her only choices were... roll the dice and use the weapon. Or die namelessly.