Ancient Romance

They killed my family. Stole my empire. Forced me to marry their daughter as a "peace offering." For three years, I played the worthless son-in-law; beaten, humiliated, spat on by my wife's family. They called me a coward who abandoned the Chens during the massacre. They don't know the truth: I was drugged, framed, and left to rot. On the night my wife signed our divorce papers, her brother left me bleeding in an alley to die. That's when IT awakened; the Ancestral Blood System, a Chen family legacy that activates only when the heir loses everything. But this system doesn't give free power. It demands SACRIFICE. Want money? Trade your memories. Want strength? Endure torture that breaks your soul. Want revenge? Lose the ability to feel joy. Every victory costs a piece of my humanity. Every choice drags me closer to becoming a monster. The five families who butchered my bloodline think I'm still that pathetic son-in-law. They're about to learn what happens when a caged lion breaks free. My mother-in-law mocked me? I'll buy her company and make her beg. My wife's new fiancé tried to kill me? He's the mastermind behind my family's murder and he has a system too. The world thinks the Chen Empire is dead? Watch me build something even gods will fear. But here's the problem: The more I use this power, the more it corrupts my soul. At 100% corruption, the system consumes me and unleashes an ancient demon that will end the world.

Aric Blackthorn is cursed by a power that loves him too fiercely, a psychic leviathan with no respect for boundaries—a Devil’s Fruit that warps flesh, mind, and fate. When House Blackthorn is torn apart by ancient betrayals, Aric must master psychic warfare and arcane combat to survive. But the power inside him hungers, and if he gives too much, it might devour everything he holds dear. Devil’s Fruit: I Couldn’t Evolve is a brutal, sensorial journey into love turned monstrous, where sarcasm scythes through blood‑dark magic and each spell is a promise of beauty and violence. Aric Blackthorn awakens in the ruined halls of his ancestral keep, the psychic presence of his Devil’s Fruit thrumming in his mind—a beast that speaks in riddles and carves runic fractures through reality. Determined to reclaim his legacy, he forges uneasy alliances: Seris the shadowsmith, Vira the mercurial envoy, and Kael the steadfast guard. Every encounter sparks a battle of senses and strategy—color‑bleeding mana webs, sigil‑etched swords, psychic pressure like thunder in the veins. As Aric climbs the ladder of power, House Blackthorn fractures under envy, and rival factions—Elowen’s hollow‑vein cult, Garrick’s iron‑sigil enforcers, Thane’s dread‑spiral cabal—seek to claim the psychic core within him. But when his psychic companion Lysander whispers that love is the greatest threat, Aric must choose: let the fruit consume him, or turn its monstrous devotion into salvation. Sacrifices will bleed sincerity, sarcasm will break bones, and comedy will red‑raw the absurdity of power.

Arthur Vance was a titan of modern industry—a ruthless corporate strategist who mastered the art of the hostile takeover. But when a betrayal ends his life in the 21st century, he wakes up in the body of Julian Valerius, the disgraced, "waste" illegitimate son of a dying Emperor. ​In a world governed by ancient steel and noble bloodlines, Julian is a man with a target on his back. His six half-brothers, each a powerful warlord or cunning politician, have already signed his death warrant to secure their path to the throne. He has no army, no wealth, and a reputation as a drunken fool. ​But he has a mind the medieval world isn't prepared for. ​Using his knowledge of modern economics, chemical engineering, and psychological warfare, Julian begins his ascent from the mud of the slums. ​He turns sour grain into Liquid Gold, a distilled spirit that corrupts the empire’s elite and funds his private shadow army. ​He recruits Elena Vance, a legendary but betrayed General, turning her into the sword that will carve his path to glory. ​He builds a network of "Rats"—the beggars and outcasts—creating the first global intelligence agency in history. ​As the Empire spirals into a bloody civil war, Julian doesn't just fight for survival; he executes a takeover. From the smoke of the slums to the gold of the high court, the "Waste Prince" will prove that in the face of modern logic, even the strongest crown is nothing more than gilded lead. ​Witness the birth of an Empire where gold speaks louder than swords, and a bastard's shadow looms over the world.

He was once nothing, a lowly staff member in the Hart family company. Framed by the ruthless Hart patriarch, betrayed by his colleagues, and thrown into prison, he never made it out alive. But fate gave him a second chance. Reborn years earlier, he awakens determined to avenge his death. To everyone else, he’s still the poor, insignificant son-in-law who married into the Hart family only to be despised, mocked, and eventually divorced by their youngest granddaughter, who traded him for a man from a powerful family. But beneath the disguise lies the truth, he is the heir of the most powerful family in the nation. And this time, he’s not alone. With a trusted friend who knows his secret, a loyal vice president managing his empire in the shadows, and the skills of an undercover detective, he begins his silent war. The Harts humiliated him once. Now he will tear their empire apart, piece by piece even if it means facing the woman who scorned him and discovering she’s tangled in the city’s darkest crimes. “Rebirth of the Hidden Heir” is a modern-day rebirth revenge thriller filled with betrayal, fast-paced suspense, and explosive romance, where every alliance is a risk and every family dinner could end in blood.

Nikole gestured for Michelle and Kelvin to sit up and pay close attention. "Listen carefully," she said, her tone serious. "What I'm about to tell you would change your reality right now, and you might never hear anything like it again." Taking a deep breath, Nikole began her tale: "Two hundred years ago, there were two brothers who ruled different lands. They found a special cup called the Nightshade Chalice, rumored to give whoever owned it incredible power and eternal life, jealousy tore the brothers apart, leading to a fierce battle over the chalice”. "The Nightshade Chalice was made from ancient gods' bones and filled with blood from many sacrifices," Nikole continued, making sure they understood . "Their father gave the chalice to Alaric, which made his brother Leopold very jealous. Leopold wanted the chalice for himself, so he attacked Alaric's kingdom during a lunar eclipse." As Nikole kept talking, Kelvin and Michelle started to feel a bit bored. They yawned a few times, and their eyes looked droopy, like they were struggling to stay awake. But Nikole noticed and stopped for a moment. She knew she had to make the story more interesting to keep their attention. "Wait," she said, sounding urgent, "this part is really important. You need to hear it." "The chalice can only be used by someone special, called the son of light, who guards a hidden realm with a secret seer. For two hundred years, the chalice has been dormant, its dark power sealed away by the seer's magic."

In the cutthroat crucible of the city’s elite, Warren Buffet, a working-class man, was crushed under the weight of betrayal. Fired from his job, penniless, and struggling to provide for his wife and two kids, he returned home one fateful day to a soul-shattering sight: the city’s youngest billionaire defiling his matrimonial bed with his wife. The gut-punch didn’t end there. His wife, dripping with contempt, revealed the twins he’d raised for eight years weren’t even his. She sneered, calling him a deadweight, a failure who could never match her lavish desires. Divorced and discarded, she spat venomous truths that left Warren broken, his world in ashes. Not only that, Out of vexation he had used his belt on the youngest billionaire when he caught them so he had him set up and sent to prison... Not just any prison. Blackthorn! A hell on earth! The billionaires hands extended beyond the impenetrable prison to make life a living hell for him. But the city underestimated him. Fueled by rage and a burning need for retribution, Warren stumbles upon a mysterious ring—a dark artifact that anoints its bearer as the unchallenged king of the underworld. Imbued with unparalleled martial prowess and ancient medicinal knowledge, the ring awakens a new Warren, one forged in fire and vengeance. Every step he takes unravels treacherous alliances, crushes moral dilemmas, and obliterates those who dared to scorn him. Warren Buffet isn’t just rising—he’s rewriting the rules of power, and no one will ever call him deadweight again.

When the Gods abandoned our world, they didn't just strip away their blessings—they stole Death itself. Humanity was left to rot. Afflicted by a cosmic curse known as the Ever-Blight, humans no longer die. Instead, their souls are trapped in decaying, immortal vessels, transforming cities into screaming purgatories of Hollows—mindless, breathing corpses driven by eternal agony. Elijah lost everything to the Blight. Forced to wander the ashen wastelands alone, his only goal was survival. But when the black veins of the Blight finally crept up his arm, he didn't turn into a Hollow. Instead, an Angel of Death descended, tore his soul from his rotting flesh, and cast him into the Crucible of Genesis—a savage, fractured dimension where rogue gods, celestial horrors, and primordial demons wage an endless war. Here, true death is a luxury, and the "deceased" of Earth are reborn as Vanguards, immortal soldiers forced to fight for the very deities who cursed their world. But Elijah didn't awaken as a mere soldier. He awakened the Akashic Mandate, an ancient, forbidden cosmic law etched into his soul. It grants him a terrifying power: the ability to permanently devour the souls, magic, and lifespans of any monster, demon, or god he slays. In a universe where true death is extinct, Elijah becomes the Reaper. To break the curse on Earth and avenge humanity, he must carve a bloody path to the throne of the Gods. But as he devours the divine and the demonic alike, Elijah faces a horrifying choice: will he restore the cycle of life and death, or will he become a calamity far worse than the Gods he seeks to destroy?

Death, as the guide of all the souls leaving the physical world, takes the form of a human to speak with them. He has been wandering for a very long time that he, himself, doesn't know about his own existence. Ferrying billions of souls of humankind to the other side has been his job in a forever state that he can't escape. He considers himself a mere bystander, a storyteller—seeing histories unfold before his eyes, witnessing eras and wars end, watching humankind thriving. Endowed with a power of bringing deaths to humans upon touching them, he constantly seeks the feeling of physical human touch. Not until he meets Fivrelle, an immortal lady who desires death. The world is continuously evolving and growing. But to what extent? No matter what the world has become, Death will always be there, waiting.

little boy cried" mama mama papa where are we going" he sniffed "Carlos baby don't cry mama is here for you" she said " Stop playing around with that kid Margaret and pack the bags" father said "mama papa please i do not want to go anywhere i want to stay here with Janette"the little boy thats not up to 10 years old "Carlos where we are going to you would find new friends infact more than a hundred friends" she said "Mama but i really like Janette she really friendly"the boy said "They are here " the father said "Open the door or we will break it down" the village judge said "Honey what are we going to do"she said "You and Carlos go through the back door ill b right behind you" " Honey I can't leave u here " she said "I said go now!".

500 years before, The gods and goddesses were born. They were ascending to heaven and giving all creatures access to their power. The person who had that power was named Mage. 500 years before, the gods and goddesses were vanishing. The communications between gods and their believers were gone. But their power still could be used. Without god's guidance, humans, beastman, and other creatures were starting the war between them. Kieran Moore was part of Moore family, the family which was worshipping The Savior Lord. But he and his mother were kicked by other members. Kieran was realizing that religionists like Moore family were bullshit. They had god power but didn't follow the Savior Lord's rules. One day, Kieran found Asmodeus scriptures and became a dark mage. he believed that even if he become a dark mage, he could still follow the right way.