Black Among Us

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

Reborn on another planet far outside of the nearest Galactic Empire that was searching for our Hero. His existence already breaks the very fabrics of space and all of creation, yet he sent through to experience another whirlpool of life-threatening problems before the actual problems were dealt with. The Hero originally passes away to be sent forward centuries into the future to awake in the body of the ailing Galactic Empires Crown Prince who shortly passed away before took over the body. From that moment forward, the hero did everything in their power to lead their empire as the Crown Prince, with the belief the new life meant something big, instead all his work was for nought and his own Imperial Familys internal problems caused his downfall and exile as a traitor. Having escaped with the last project he had worked on as the Crown Prince which would have solved many of the issues the Empire faced and helped create a unified Council that controls the Empires within space, instead his sibling’s greed got him killed and reborn once again, this time in the past. Back in a body similar to his old one with the knowledge of the far future and bound with a Primordial System that could make the moon a Death Star and help him create his own fleet of clone troopers with space wizards. He could also recreate the pillars of the old Gods and recreate the Mountain of Olympus and Asgard to serve him. Both on Earth and in Space as the Hero summons legends of anime, video games, science fiction and Humanities perseverance to fight beside him and build a Galactic Empire that cannot be rivalled among the stars… . .. ... https://discord.gg/JCfhhpDp3X

He was reincarnated in a fantasy world! As a human? -No! Vampire? -No! Dragon ??? One day a magic circle appeared in Kazuma's classroom which activated when he was half inside the circle. The moment it activated, he couldn't endure the splitting pain of transporting and lost his life. Fortunately a black magician summoned him to the dead body of a baby dragon, however he chained Kazuma with soul binding. Kazuma gets reincarnated in this world as the last dragon, 'Astroth', but he has no idea about his existence. Here we see his search for survival and truth, his retreat from the black magician, his curiosity about the world. As he explores this world, he makes new friends and gains strength. His animosity towards his own fellow classmates and some tyrant nations, may lead him down the path of world’s greatest enemy of all times. Closely watch this thrilling journey of Astroth, the last dragon. Note: the cover art is not my creation, its credit belongs to its respective creator.

The Black cosmic force, a force capable of eradicating gods and high teir beings, bow resides in a young lad on earth. Yeah he's powerful, but lost his family to get such power. He grows up along with regret and torment of being able to control such massive power in his human body. After many years, he later accepts his fate and made the power to good use, becoming a protector to his city and beyond. When i say beyond, i mean outer space. Beings and Aliens from different dimensions and realms are on the look out for the cosmic power, so as to take it as their own and rule over all minors. He now stands as a bridge between the universe and these power hungry beings, putting his best to stop them.

"DESTROY HIS DANTIAN!" Ma Durung shouted with a booming voice. Immediately, several disciples tightened their grip on Zhao Yun. The command from Ma Durung, the crown prince of the Ma Kingdom and a prodigious disciple of the Black Dragon Sect, was carried out without hesitation by his subordinates. Zhao Yun, forced to kneel with both his hands firmly restrained by two of Ma Durung's followers, was in a dire situation. His mouth was gagged with cloth, silencing any attempt to cry for help. Worse, his qi flow had been sealed by Ma Durung's personal guards, rendering him powerless to resist. With desperation in his eyes, Zhao Yun glanced toward his three closest friends. His gaze pleaded for their help, a silent cry for salvation. But to his dismay, his friends turned their faces away, avoiding his gaze entirely. Witnessing their betrayal, Zhao Yun could only grimace inwardly. Those he had considered friends, those he had always helped, had stabbed him in the back. A young, innocent man, left crippled with his dantian destroyed, the victim of envy from a royal prince and the betrayal of his three closest friends—this betrayal filled Zhao Yun with a profound sense of disbelief and an unquenchable thirst for vengeance. As he fought to survive the despair threatening to consume him, Zhao Yun was unexpectedly saved by a figure he deeply admired, someone he had always looked up to. Unbeknownst to him, this savior would present Zhao Yun with a choice that would shape his future. Will Zhao Yun redefine his purpose in life? What fate awaits him as he steps into an uncertain future?

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.

‘Wake up, child. It's time to claim what's rightfully yours. Your time of being seen as a street dog has passed. Now is the moment to shine and exact vengeance upon all those that wronged us,’ the injured woman from earlier whispers to Phil while he's unconscious. •• He died and lost his identity, and died again to regain it. Now, the bullied, murdered, no-good garbage picker son-in-law, is Alexander Lord, the trillionaire heir of Labyrinth City, who has returned from the dead to exact vengeance on all those who wronged him—no one will be spared from his wrath.

"I, Alastair of the Elderien's Keep, renounce you, Jaghryx as my Dragon. I break our connection, I break all that binds us together and I renounce my status as Dragonlord." *** Forced to renounce his dragon in an attempt to correct a fatal mistake, Alastair finds himself in a world of grief and chaos. But when he meets a child with a destiny far greater than his, he is forced to tear down the walls he had built to separate him from the world around. Will he succeed in bringing her to the light, becoming the salvation the world might just need against a great evil, or will she fall to the darkness, becoming the very thing that destroys the world itself? Stay and find out!

"So, he's just a servant? I thought he was Erica's husband that she was always proud of," Anthony said with an innocent expression. "Yes, he is Erica's husband. But he's also a loser and a servant in this house. Don't mind him. He's stupid and doesn't know anything!" mocked Nancy. "I don't think asking for evidence is a mistake. We don't know if he's lying or not. For all I know, Erica got this partnership because of her talent," Nate insisted. "So, you think I'm lying?" "No, just making sure." "Oh, come on. Why would I bother coming here just to make up this kind of lie? That's not very cool in my eyes. And why do you keep interrupting my conversations with Erica's family? You don't even know about business." "Maybe I don't know about business, butー" "Then why don't you just shut up and let us chat comfortably? Go to the kitchen as requested by your family. Aren't you good at housework?" Nate clenched his fists, besides lying, Anthony also had an annoying attitude and liked to put people down. Exactly the same as Erica's family. People like them will never be able to respect people, because it is a disease of the heart. His wife getting was sold to a fat man, just to save her family business. She has no other option but to divorce Nate. Fortunately, his exile is over and he can save his wife and show her family that he is not useless, worthless husband and son in law but Billionaire Heir of Bluebell Holdings. He will also support his wife, her family will be kneeling down to have mercy on them, once they all looked down and humiliated them. Now, they will wailed their tail like a dog infront of him.

Shijou Saikyou was one of the superhero's that protect the people in City Z from monster. It was such a life, not until he finally felt bored on defeating the monsters in just a flick of his hand again and again. Superhero's life was too easy~ Now..... Looking back at new recruit superhero's that was starting to be more powerful than the old recruit since their powers are more inherent and not result of hard work. Shijou Saikyou mostly known as 'Tsuyoi', the strongest superhero, ranking as an SSS in the Hero Organization among the hundreds of superhero's threatens to have some dark thoughts after being crowned as the first ever SSS+ superhero when he had completed hundred of heroic deeds. What if, he was the one being defeated? Tsuyoi lips curved up slightly, his purple eyes flashing with some strange excitement as he thought, 'How fun!'