Becoming The Strongest God From A Trash

What is fate? Is it something that was destined to happen? Can it be changed? No. If it can be changed, it would't be known as fate, isn't it? They say that fate can be control in our hands. Then, is it possible to take everything in total control in my hands?, I wondered. No, whatever the results is, I'm sure this was fated to happen under my control. This world... will surely go along with my favor. ................ "PLEASE!!! I BEG OF YOU!!! Join the Imperial Knights Academy as a special student or else I will be fired!!!" With such a line thrown to him, the 16-year-old human, Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare, an orphan who was stranded on an island with his little sister and magical pet-- was forced to compromise and attend the famous Imperial Knights Academy as a special student. While spending 3 years in the academy, he would meet his fated ones. After he graduates, he would then become an adventurer to explore the world, unlocking the secrets behind. This, will be the starting of his journey. In a world of sci-fi and fantasy. Humans, beast-kins, dragons, vampires, elves, fairies, spirits, dyrads, archangels, demons, dwarves, magical beasts, and much more, co-exist. Which later then, he would become a king-- leading everyone to challenge against the Celestial Gods. However, that was the boy's fate. ...................................... Everything begins with that fateful meeting six years ago. His fateful meeting with the principal of The Imperial Knights Academy. Yet, it wasn't even the beginning of fate. .....................................

Born and bred in the heart of Dansoman, Tero Mandem never had a silver spoon—just street smarts, scars, and survival. Abandoned by his father and raised by a market woman mother, Tero grew up in the cracks of Accra’s toughest corners: Lapaz, Mataheko, and the deep ends of Dancity. By seventeen, he had made his name feared. By twenty-one, he was leading a gang, living fast, and chasing fame through music, money, and madness. With his boys — Problem, O Don, O Von, Lovelone, and Biggie — they ran the blocks like kings without crowns. Studio by day, street by night, they were untouchable. Tero’s voice carried weight both on mic and in chaos. But the life came with a price — blood, betrayal, broken trust, and brushes with death. Fame wasn’t enough. The cheers grew quieter. The shadows got louder. When the streets turned cold and everything he built started falling apart, a moment came — in a police cell, heart racing, blood on his hands — where Tero saw more than the mess. He saw a man he didn’t recognize. And then, through an encounter he never expected, he found light. TERO MANDEM is a story of grime and grace. It’s the journey of a young Ghanaian man torn between power and purpose, sin and salvation, chaos and Christ. From backstreets to backstabbing, from betrayal to the Bible, Tero’s transformation is raw, real, and revolutionary. This isn’t just a gang story. It’s a redemption anthem. And when the street speaks, it speaks through scars — but also through the healing that follows.

Three years ago, Orion Blackwood lost everything — his home, his name, and the family empire that ruled Moonhaven. The noble houses conspired against him. His fiancée, Elysia, betrayed him. And the world left him to die in flames. But the man they buried wasn’t a corpse. He was reborn — as the War God, a legend feared across continents. Now, Orion returns to Moonhaven not as a broken heir, but as the man the powerful dread to face. His first mission: protect Isabella, the daughter of his family’s most loyal servant, and her injured father, Cyrus, both tormented by the same people who destroyed the Blackwoods. From the gutters of Moonhaven to the marble halls of the elite, Orion begins his silent war. Each enemy falls — The Rook Family, The Quinn family, The Strider, and finally, Elysia Ashton, the woman who sold his bloodline for glory. And when he walks into her wedding carrying a coffin, everyone learns one terrifying truth: The War God has returned to bury the living.

Declan spent his whole life being treated like he didn’t belong. Adopted into the Reyes family, he worked hard, stayed loyal, and gave everything to the people who never saw him as one of their own. The night he planned to surprise his girlfriend, he found her in the arms of his younger brother. He tried to confront them, but they reminded him that he was just a piece of shit. He walked out on them a broken man. Just when he thought his life was over, a stranger called and told him the truth. Declan was not an orphan. He was the missing heir of the powerful Steele family, one of the richest families in the country. Overnight, he went from a rejected son to a man worth billions. Now Declan is back in a world that once crushed him. The people who mocked him will face the man they never saw coming. He has the money, the name, and the power to take everything back—and make them all pay.

They burned his home. They erased his family. And for ten years, they believed Dante Moretti was dead along with the ashes. He returns with nothing but cheap clothes, a cold stare, and fists trained by the legendary Master Armani—the man who turned him into a weapon. In a city ruled by money and bloodlines, Dante is mocked as a nobody, humiliated as a stray, and treated like dirt by elites who don’t know whose empire they’re standing in. When he saves a powerful heiress from death, she repays him with contempt, believing he’s just another poor man reaching above his place. What she doesn’t know is that he owns the sky above her head and her family’s fate is already tied to his. Forced into a marriage meant to control him, Dante steps into the lion’s den willingly because kings don’t avoid traps. They turn them into thrones. This is not a story about love at first sight. It’s about power reclaimed, enemies crushed, and a man who lets the world laugh… right before it learns to bow. Insults turn into kneeling. Laughter turns into fear. And every man who once looked down on him pays in ruin. They called him a nobody. Now the city will learn his name in a hard way.

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.

An angel is sent on a mission, by the greater gods, to the land of living. He encounters his worst enemy on this land. But also finds a love, and takes upon many challenges. Let's begin his roller-coaster journey to the earth.

Ferris is a thief with a bad magic trick and a dragon on his back. Lyria is a stone-cold knight. They mess up a steal and now they're cursed: they feel what the other feels. So they're stuck. To break it, they have to steal from the most guarded vault in the Spirelands. Their crew? A sad immortal, a goblin who loves bombs, a lost librarian, and a space squirrel. The job is nuts. They have no plan. To get close, they have to pretend to be lovers. Ferris jokes when he's scared. Lyria scowls to hide her feelings. Then the fake stuff starts to feel real, and the vault's keeper isn't a monster. It's a god who thinks their love story is hilarious. He's rigged the game for a funny, sad finale. The world depends on the worst thieves, knights, and fake couple ever. They have to out-laugh a god, out-love a lie, and try not to kill each other.

Theodore Dodgson, a poor student, once went to buy beef, was caught up in a bloody game… [Welcome sinful player to Atonement.]

Five years ago, Max went to the military in his brother in-law's place and was declared dead. They took his wife, beat his child and they sold his family like livestock. Now he’s back. In uniform still stained by war, Max walks into a city that thought it buried him and says one thing, “Touch what’s mine again, and I’ll erase your bloodline.” They laugh at him, call him poor and useless. Until elites bow, trillion-dollar companies answer his call and men who once spat on his name start kneeling. His wife stands between fear and pride. His enemies stand between arrogance and extinction. And Max stood at the very top, looking down on his enemies, “You had five years to breathe,” he says calmly. “Now start counting backwards.” Power isn’t loud. Power doesn’t explain. Power comes home… and collects.