Becoming The Strongest God From A Trash

A thousand years ago, humanity faced extinction. The dead. All the dead since the dawn of time rose and reclaimed the land of the living. Civilization burned. And the war dragged for ages. At the brink of annihilation, the first dragon riders carried mankind into the sky, forging the floating cities, the last refuge above the wastelands. For a century, humanity called it peace. Then Ebonspire fell. Devoured by undead hordes. Czar watched his mother and sister torn apart, leaving him with one burden. His niece, the last of his bloodline. When escape became impossible and hope rotted away, Satan came with an offer. Survive. Kill God. Or lose the only thing you have left. Now hunted by dragon knights, stalked by intelligent undead, and trapped in a primordial war, Czar fought. Not to save the world, but for survival and vengeance. My client is Satan. And my prey is God.

The world of martial arts was shocked by the emergence of a young man who inherited the legendary supernatural power of the highest level of the martial arts. But not owned by a white sect figure, but by a young man who massacred in the name of revenge for his family, who had been killed. A scandal involving most of the white sect figures. His actions earned him the title of Death Shadow Warrior, and people in the martial world regard him as a terrifying and vicious ghost. Until finally he discovered the fact that the white sect figure was only trapped by the ambition of someone who wanted to rule the martial world. Would the Death Shadow with his Seven Divine Gates still be a slayer? Or he will become a hero for the martial world, which is facing a great disaster from the evil mastermind.

Ulmer was head over heels for Brianna, but he didn't know she had a very dark fate planned for him. How does he escape from her clutches and rise far and high above anything she had dreamed to be? Witness the life of a fiddling young man become a godlike being whose name echoes all over earth and in heaven alike!

Kieran expected death but when he opened his eyes, he wasn’t greeted by a celestial herald or a mystic inheritance. He was greeted by the rotting stench of the Verdant Cloud Sect’s refuse pits thrown there after his Qi channels were shattered for daring to protect a fellow disciple. A cripple. Trash, discarded by the world of cultivation. As despair threatened to consume him, a cold, resonant voice echoed in his mind not from a heavenly treasure, but from the very spiritual garbage surrounding him. [System Initializing…] [Host Located: Zero-Star Aptitude. Mortal-Body. High Compatibility.] [Welcome to the Cosmic Scavenger Initiative. Processing Local ‘Waste’…] While geniuses plundered ancient tombs for legendary swords, Kieran’s system analyzed broken pill slag to reconstruct perfect Divine-grade elixirs. While young masters absorbed pure spirit stones, his system taught him to devour the corrosive resentment from cursed artifacts, turning poison into pure, terrifying power. His domain wasn’t a pristine meditation chamber it was the dump. And every piece of “trash” was a puzzle piece to ultimate strength. They laughed when he crawled out, covered in filth. They sneered when he dared to re-enter the outer sect as a janitor. But when a demonic beast core deemed too unstable and discarded by the Patriarch landed in the refuse heap, Kieran simply smiled. [Scanning… ‘Catastrophic-Level Waste’ detected. Beginning Assimilation.] Now, the sect that discarded him trembles. The geniuses who mocked him are baffled. For the man they left in the trash is sifting through the bones of fallen gods and the wreckage of dead realms and his cultivation path is built on everything they were too arrogant to see. This is the rise of an underdog no one saw coming, A cultivator who will forge a throne from the universe's waste.

Ding!* "Dear Esteemed Customer, You have just received the sum of 10 billion. Credit alert: $10,000,000,000..." From cast-out husband to billionaire with the power to rewrite the rules... Once upon a time, Davis was blindsided—betrayed and tossed out by a wife who showed no remorse. But years later, he’s back, and the tables have turned. Now, his ex-wife begs, “Please, I was wrong, let’s start over.” Her mother offers, “I’ll cook, clean, serve you…anything to have you back.” But Davis, with a fortune of $10 billion and a fleet of helicopters at his command, doesn’t look back. “Too late for regrets,” he says as he soars above, leaving behind the past for a life they never saw coming!

She thought she was using him. He'd been searching for her for twelve years. "Listen carefully," Diana Morrison's voice cuts through the study like ice. "These are the terms of our marriage arrangement, and they are non-negotiable." Marcus Hayes sits across from her in his worn suit, agreeing to every humiliating condition without protest. Separate bedrooms. No physical contact. Divorce after one year. "Do you have any backbone at all?" Diana demands, frustrated by his compliance. What she doesn't know: Marcus is the Supreme God of War of West America, commander of armies, controller of trillion-dollar empires. Twelve years ago, a starving orphan boy received kindness from a young girl who shared her meager lunch. He never forgot her. Now that girl stands before him—cold, calculating, believing she's trapped a desperate nobody in a fake marriage to escape her family's control. "Perhaps I am desperate," Marcus admits softly. "But not in the way you think." When the Romano and Bennett families attack, when her business crumbles, when assassins lurk in shadows—Marcus moves like the warrior he is, leaving enemies broken and allies in awe. "Who are you?" Diana whispers, watching him dismantle threats with surgical precision. Marcus's slight smile holds secrets that could reshape nations. "I'm your husband." She thought their contract marriage had an expiration date. She has no idea the Supreme God of War never lets go of what's his. He spent twelve years building an empire to be worthy of protecting her. Now he'll spend a lifetime proving she was always meant to be his.

Jake Martins was a struggling husband man, he struggled between many jobs to provide for his rich wife and twin daughters but all he got from his inlaws were insults and disgrace because he couldn't give their daughter the kind of life they wanted for her. Matters became worse when he got into an accident that crippled him for a while. During this period, he caught his beloved wife in their matrimonial bed with a rich man, and when he tried to complain she rubbed his crippled and poor state over him, accused him of cheating which led to his being thrown out of the family house. In all these, the only person who cared for him was Samara, the house help to his wife's family. She took him into her little one-bedroom apartment and nursed him till he could use his legs again. His life changed when the man who hit him with a car found him and for compensation opened a business for him. That was the beginning of Jake's rise to riches. He is now a billionaire, the second richest man in Los Angeles, and is back to avenge all those who mocked him and treated him like trash including his ex-wife and her family. He would make all of them fall at his feet and beg for mercy.

-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.—————————

Bullied by everybody till no end, especially his mother-in-law and grandmother-In-law, our hero, Rex Magnus wouldn't be bothered much, but when the need arises, for him to throw away the disguise he has built for himself, he shall do; amazing the entire nation and face-smacking those that had ever bullied & looked down upon him. ...... This is the incredible story of how a presumed-dead hero rose again from a constantly ridiculed, cursed, and hated live-in son-in-law to shake the world, earning himself the title of the God Level Son-In-Law and retaining his possession, The Divine General.

Her mother covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes. “This… this cannot be real,” she said. “The specialists told us your nerves were permanently damaged.” Her father approached more slowly, his expression controlled. He looked at Sonia’s legs carefully, then at the crowd gathering around us. “This is unexpected,” he said thoughtfully. “Very unexpected. How did this happen?” Sonia looked slightly overwhelmed by the attention. “I… I don’t know,” she admitted honestly. “I woke up this morning and I could feel my legs again. I stood up, and they supported me.” Gasps erupted around us. “A miracle…” “Did the family secretly hire someone?” I stood beside her the entire time. Yet it was as if I did not exist. Conversations flowed around me, not to me. I was present, but irrelevant. “What a shame,” someone whispered nearby. “Now that she can walk again, she is still tied to that useless man.” “She deserves better than him.” “When she was crippled, he was suitable. Now? Not anymore.” I smiled faintly to myself. When she could not walk, they pitied her and mocked her marriage. Now that she could stand again, they were already calculating her value. Sonia heard the whispers too. I saw her shoulders stiffen slightly, though she tried to maintain her composure.