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The event: an unforeseen cataclysm which wiped out all of life leaving but a fraction… So they say, but I know the truth, even though I'm uncertain of how it really happened. I can't seem to remember much. Compared to when i first awoken, 50 years ago, even if it's a fraction I'd call it progress. Over 200 years has passed since the event and I'm trying to find the answer to how this place came to be. I know it's not going to be easy and you can guarantee I'm going to fall into some unwanted predicaments. My goal: return it to the time before even if it takes destroying this world. To do that i think i have to find the one who cursed me and stole my memories... What i truly am, I'm yet to find out, and how I plunge the world into its current state. Author's note: I know my synopsis sucks but pls bear with me.

As he considered the attack on Atlantis City, Drake's face darkened for a moment, but he shook his head to clear his mind and looked the king in the eye.I can only say that I was going about my business in the city from which I came when it was suddenly bombed.I was, as far as I could tell, the only one who made it through that.After that, I fell down a shaft, struck my head as I fell, and eventually fell asleep.Next thing I knew, I was here in chains.I'd rather keep things that way;I really do not want to discuss my past right now.Everything just went missing. The observers debated what they had heard as more murmurs and hisses filled the grotto. "I'm expecting that by 'bombarded' you imply that your city was gone after, right?"The crowd's murmuring was stopped when the king asked. Shortly after, Drake replied, "Completely leveled."Bastian tapped the high position arm with a claw a couple of times as he suspected peacefully.After that, he stood up straight and spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear. Bastian stated, "I would easily be able to say you’re not guilty of anything" if this decision were simpler to make.While the crowd erupted into a hystearical commotion, Andromon and Prismo shared a brief glance, displaying a hint of surprise.However, "I'm afraid I can't just let you off the hook, after your involvement with the actual thief's escape," he continued, immediately silencing the grotto.

Ava Nove anos atrás eu fiz uma coisa horrível. Eu não me orgulho disso, mas tive a oportunidade de ter o cara que amei desde pequena e aproveitei. Anos depois, estou cansada de viver em um casamento sem amor. Quero libertar nós dois de um casamento que nunca deveria ter acontecido. Dizem que se você ama alguém… Você tem que dar liberdade.. Eu sei que ele nunca vai me amar e que nunca vou ser a pessoa da vida dele. Seu coração sempre vai ser dela e, apesar dos meus pecados, eu mereço ser amada. RowanNove anos atrás, eu estava tão apaixonado que não conseguia enxergar direito. Estraguei tudo quando cometi o pior erro da minha vida e, no processo, perdi o amor da minha vida. Eu sabia que tinha que assumir minha responsabilidade e foi o que fiz, com uma esposa que não queria. Com a mulher errada. Agora ela mais uma vez mudou minha vida, se divorciando de mim. Para complicar ainda mais as coisas, o amor da minha vida voltou à cidade. Agora, a única questão é: quem é a mulher certa? A garota por quem me apaixonei anos atrás? Ou minha ex-mulher, a mulher que eu nunca quis, mas tive que me casar?

“GET YOUR FILTHY SELF OUT OF HERE OR I’M GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE YOUR LIFE!” Nora snarled as she threatened. Kai didn’t say anything as he turned his back on them as calmly as he could and walked out of the house with a bitter smile. “I WILL BE BACK.” __________ After putting his life on the line for his family, all Kai was met with was nothing but Accusation, betrayal, lack of trust and Exile. What they didn’t know is that the Kai that was exiled from their family was really the GOD OF WAR and HE’S BACK! He’s going to make them all pay for everything.

Lindsey Zero was once a rising brilliant lawyer. Until he crossed the wrong man... a ruthless underworld kingpin. In a single stroke, he lost everything... his wife, his career, and nearly his life. Left for dead, Zero stumbles upon 'The Karma System'. A secret experiment that judges sins and virtues... punishing or rewarding... without mercy. A power that could destroy him as easily as it could make him a god. Now, the man who was broken has become something more than human. He has become stronger, smarter, and dangerous. But who say God doesn't have enemies? Zero has plenty... corrupt officials, mafia bosses, rivals who despise how the new 'God' does things, and the very creators of the system itself. They want their weapon back. Zero doesn't like that... Not one bit. "This system made me more than a Zero. So if you think I will ever give it back, you must be out of your minds. And to everyone who betrayed, and stepped on me... count your sins. Because karma is coming... and it has my f*cking name."

Orphaned and mistreated, Darius West lives a life of relentless struggles until he crosses paths with a tragic beauty. He rescues her, falls deeply in love, and they marry. Yet, her heart remains cold, her affection never kindled. In a moment marred by bitterness and harsh words, Lydia coldly ends their marriage. "Here, take this," she sneers, throwing the divorce papers at him. "I'm done with you, pauper. I never should have married a worthless bastard like you. I regret the day I ever laid eyes on you." Heartbroken yet defiant, he vows, "One day, Lydia, you'll see the value of what you've discarded. And don't expect mercy then." Just as despair seems to have the final say, fate intervenes with an unexpected situation that changes everything—revealing him as the heir to the wealthiest man on the planet. With newfound wealth and power at his fingertips, he embarks on a journey of retribution. "I've been through hell and back," he declares, "but now, I've got the power to turn the tables. I'll make those who mistreated me beg for mercy. It's time for payback, and I'm ready to collect."

"You can't subdue me to a position I've never dreamt of... To you, I'm worthless and poor, but I believe there's more to me being myself." "You should stop forcing me to turn, and going in from behind, I'm not an open door meant for every passerby..." These were the wailing and sobbing words from Kendrick, the trampled son-in-law. His world battered and soiled. Once a proud man, a family’s test found him a solace, entangled with Louis in a world of passion and pleasure. But as they say, "time flies." His newfound world crumbled, he finds himself, a maid to the Roger's family, pride succumbed by love, duty exchanged for servitude. Beaten and battered, mocked and humiliated, Vulgar words pierced through his eardrums daily, causing his eyes to widen in surprise, and his jaw to clench in pain. But then, the hands of time turned. Kendrick's resilience begins to awaken. With his secret heritage revealed, he prepares to reclaim his destiny. Will the Roger's family realize who Kendrick truly is before it's too late? Or will Kendrick’s transformation from humiliated servant to powerful heir shatter their world forever?

Whether it is a fairy tale or truth, no one has ever captured one or come close to having physical contact with one. Some say it is just a myth of tired Good Knights meant to uplift their team’s spirit, so they do not worry too much. It was primarily meant to lifts the spirits of single males in hopes that they would find these beautiful women. Others say it is the work of magicians working for the Evil Knights trying to trick the Good Knights, to lead them away from their team, and kill them. The truth is, no one truly knows.

Going to the urban cities a no man's land for greener pastures. Through thick and thin, perseverance always conquers all. Will it be easy as they always say or not?

“Do you know who he is?” Aria whispered, her voice trembling. Her father scoffed. “Some nouveau riche fool trying to play king.” The man across the table smiled calm, sharp, untouchable. The room fell silent when he spoke. “It’s been a while, Mr. Elston.” The older man froze. Aria’s glass slipped from her hand. The name echoed in her head like thunder. Mikael. He leaned back, eyes unreadable. “Last time we met, you called me a waste bin.” “M-Mikael…” she stammered, her face pale. “Mr. Dray,” corrected the host beside him—her father’s new business rival. “My son-in-law and the current CEO of ValenCore Holdings.” The silence cracked like glass. Mikael’s smile deepened, just enough to sting. “Don’t worry. I’m not here to rebuild anything for you.” He paused, letting the words sink in. “I’m just here to watch what’s left… fall apart.”