Among Us Oc

Death is a conquerable thing for the clan leaders. When a clan leader dies, the gods always grant them resurrection after one year. But, when the whole council is mysteriously killed in an incident, the clans grow more restless than ever before. Any hope for unity among the tribes died with them, and nobody's going to wait for one whole year to get answers. With the council dead, and the gods' throne empty, Alice senses a motive. But, she has no target. Fearing for her own clan, Alice must take the place of her husband, Dante, as leader of the tribe--until Dante himself comes back to life. Without his memories, Aden finds himself alone in Manila with nothing but his name. To himself, he is nothing. To Alice, he just might be the answer she was looking for. Aden and Alice help each other until they both get what they want. For secrecy, the clans use Manila's criminal underworld as a front for their real intentions: a conclusion to the unending battle of the gods.

After the death of his parent. Max became half crippled and he had to with the help of a staff. He went to live with his grandparents. He was lucky enough to be among the few who got admission into Prospera Academy on Scholarship. It was a school meant for the rich but that was when his problem started. He was bullied by Zaco, one of the Elites in the school. Zaco's father had given out scholarships to many other students and Max was also a benefit of it. He met with Flora who was the most prettiest girl on campus who decided to date Max because he was brilliant. little did Max know she was sleeping with Zaco. when Max found out, he confronted Zaco and they engaged in a fight. Zaco pushed him off the cliff off the school and he landed on the floor dead. As the heavy rain poured into his eyes and thunder crackles, Max saw a system In front of him telling him to be a grim reaper for a powerful system. The system was ready to bestow him wealth only if he could follow the laid down ruless

In the ancient land of Azariel, the Eagle Clan, once the supreme rulers of the kingdom, were defeated by the Ice Clan. The Ice Clan seized control, determined to exterminate every last member of the Eagle Clan. For years, they believed they had succeeded, until an ancient prophecy was whispered among the sages. The sages declared that a few Eagle Clan members had escaped, and one day, a descendant would rise. The elements and powers of the land would align with him. He would be blessed with great power by the gods and, upon reaching his full potential at the age of eighteen, he would fight the Ice Clan and bring them to their knees. The only hope for the Ice Clan to stop their downfall is to find and kill this chosen heir before he reaches his full potential, because once he does, their hope is gone. Because of this prophecy, the Ice Clan has spent generations searching for all escaped Eagle Clan members, especially the chosen heir. Even as their search yields nothing, they are worried. They know that he might be growing and developing his powers right under their noses.

The Gods Killer In the beginning, he was Arkan the Eternal—a god born of primordial flame, first among the immortals, wielder of divine judgment. He forged empires with a glance and shattered stars with a whisper. But power breeds fear, and even gods fear what they cannot control. Betrayed by his own pantheon—his brothers and sisters bound by jealousy and fear—Arkan was struck down in a celestial war, his soul cast into the void and his name erased from time. But the will of a true god cannot be silenced. Reincarnated in the fragile shell of a mortal, Arkan awakens in a broken world ruled by the very gods who betrayed him. His memories scattered, his power dormant, he walks the earth as a forgotten man—but the divine blood in his veins begins to stir. As ancient forces awaken and the heavens tremble once more, Arkan must reclaim his lost divinity, defy fate itself, and rise from mortality to become what the gods fear most: Not a rival. Not a rebel. But a reckoning. The age of gods is ending. And the killer of gods has returned.

He lost his memories He forgot his true identity While wandering about, lost and injured, he saved a millionaire from death. In gratitude, the old man took him in and got him married to the granddaughter. His new life seemed perfect until the old man died, then the family showed their true colours. They have always despised him but kept it hidden because of the old man. His wife revealed that was pregnant for another man and he was kicked out of the family home without a cent to his name. An unfortunate accident or just a case of being at the right place at the right time, and he regains his memory. He remembered that he's the heir to the country's greatest fortune, but he also realised that he had enemies among his own blood. Now he must fight back and return to his birthright. But he would never forget those who wronged him and he wouldn't wait for karma to give them what they deserved.

When a dying breed of paranormals becomes the latest addition to the merciless intrigue of a multidimensional threat, the last of them is sent to earth, and soon protected by its helm of pioneer superhumans. Conjuras possess the awakened ability to incarnate a dragon and the perks that come with. However, the weakest among them, 19 year old Ryuu Kurja, was still in infancy stages when his entire kingdom was decimated by Luvius. The five-fold alternate whose superhuman curse is absorbing the power of paranormals, has his eyes set on the Conjura clan, but just before he gets to the last one, Ryuu is transported to earth. However, His new life met with life-threatening conflicts when he realizes that his arrival brought along some very unwelcome guests. Will he rise to the occasion and finally become the strength his ancestors hoped he would? Or will he let them down once more, and suffer the same fate they all did. In a grueling tale of strength and the superhuman, the only guaranteed leak, is that Ryuu will be... The Last Conjura

" Finally, I have found you guys" he paused before he continued " After hunting for you all this while, you guys can't escape any longer" " Who are you? And why have you been hunting for us?" I asked him while watching his every move " You don't need to know who I am but I was hunting for you because you are the key, the key that was hidden for sixteen years. THE SECRET KEY I burst out laughing "What's funny?" He asked puzzled " We don't know what you are saying about Hyacinth being the secret key but you are forgetting something very important" "What is that?" " We are the HUNTERS NOT THE HUNTED"

The Apocalypse is upon us and a group are trying to survive in Yorkshire England in a brutal new world. One man likes his simple single life but circumstances have made him rethink that life. Sid was born and bred in this town and so help him he will die here. No zombies are going to chase him away and if that means a shorter life than he could have then so be it. His old friends and family are dead as far as he knows so the only thing for it is to make new ones whenever possible. That's harder said than done when most of the population wants to kill you and that doesn't exclude the animals. Maybe he will find a way to survive and help the population recover? Maybe he won't?

Clarke Wiseheart wears a gentle mask, but beneath it lies a brutal will. A man who plays the fool until the time comes to strike. After twenty years of obscurity, Clarke’s hunger for dominance never faded. When his father gave the order, Clarke unleashed his brilliance, stepping back into a ruthless world where only the cunning survive. But this time, he’s not just the heir of a shadowed empire; he’s an outsider turned family man, married into a household that underestimates him at every turn. As he climbs to the top with unrelenting strategies and calculated ferocity, the people who once dismissed him as a failure are left stunned. Is Clarke Wiseheart, the accidental son-in-law? How is it that he now rules us all?

The edge of the Attorgron forests lay about fifty miles to the east.I could get good water there, and it was closer to me than the other water source I was going to, but it had its own set of issues.One reason would be that my pursuers would expect me to head there for water, in addition to the cover the forest could provide us as we headed north; however, I would unavoidably run into the Attorgron people at some point along the way. I was a wanted man with a bounty on my head to them.Because of that, I was well worth the effort it took for them to locate me and inject me with one of those poison darts they were so fond of.Thank you;Instead of dying from poison burning my insides, I would take my chances out in the open.