Body Tempering

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Quinn’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Quinn! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed.

Earth in the year 30134 AD was nearing the brink of a total collapse because of the rapid depletion of minerals and metals that could be found at it core.Humans who were exceedingly frantic on how to stop this from happening, became terribly shocked when a rare mineral dropped out of a massive wormhole that unexpectedly appeared somewhere on Earth, simply signifying that another universe which they never knew about existed.Then very quickly, humans started mobilizing themselves to enter a simulated portal that would lead them to that parallel universe where the mineral fell out from.But in the end, only a boy called Max, a half-human and half-vampire hybrid was selected to go, mainly because of his astonishing, exceptional capabilities which were; countless numbers of Kron Particles endlessly supplying him with immense amounts of a catastrophic energy, a powerful reactive physiology that would enable him to easily adapt to the conditions of almost any world, then Vlessaract energy that continuously modified his body's make-up, giving him near-infinite, vast superhuman powers. Then armed with highly-destructive futuristic weapons, and equipped with high-speed bikes, vehicles and jets to cross really massive distances very quickly, Max will try to subdue every opposition that he will come across in this unprecedented world.But, would he be able to really accomplish his mission there in time? Since he was sent to a boundlessly vast world that possessed shocking numbers of mighty, ancient beings who were seen by their people as godly phenomenal entities that could unleash fearsome, seemingly magical powers that were totally capable of reducing entire massive islands, continents and even small, minor worlds to dusts.So, accompany Max as he tries to overcome all odds and obstacles that lay in his path to take astronomical quantities of that mineral back to Earth before it could implode.

When fragments of an alien megastructure—codenamed The Echelon—begin crashing to Earth, each piece alters reality in unpredictable ways. Governments and black-ops divisions race to control the debris, desperate to weaponize their power. Adrian Cross, an ex-special forces soldier branded a traitor after a botched mission, is caught in the middle of one such recovery. When an explosion sends a shard of Echelon debris into his body, it bonds with his nervous system, creating a Nanocore System—an evolving AI interface that can rewrite biology and physics itself. Adrian escapes from the government lab that tries to dissect him and soon discovers the truth: other debris fragments have fused with people around the world, turning them into Augments—humans twisted by alien technology. Hunted by every faction, Adrian becomes a fugitive, struggling to master his new powers while uncovering the purpose of the debris. He crosses paths with Dr. Lyra Quinn, a scientist who believes the fragments form a living network—a consciousness scattered across the planet. Together they uncover a chilling reality: the debris isn’t just alien—it’s sentient. Each piece Adrian absorbs brings him closer to understanding the alien mind inside him… but also further from his humanity. As the Nanocore evolves, Adrian learns of Project Echelon, a secret human initiative to reassemble the alien structure as a planetary superweapon. But the real threat lies beyond Earth—the Architect, the original intelligence that created Echelon, is coming to reclaim its fragments. When the world descends into chaos—armies battling over debris zones, cities collapsing under spatial rifts—Adrian realizes he may be humanity’s last hope. He must either fuse all fragments and rebuild the Echelon to fight the Architect, or destroy it completely…

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

Kaelan Voss spent his life as a beta tester for Elysian Rift, the VRMMORPG (Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game). He was unremarkable, forgettable, and stuck in the tutorial zones. When the game's servers shut down for good, he felt a strange pang of loss as if a part of him died with the final boss, Morvath the Silent Crown. Then the sky cracked open. The Akashic Interface initialized. The fantasy world of Elysian Rift bled into reality. Subways became monster nests. Office buildings transformed into death traps. 90% of the population was wiped out in the first 72 hours. Kaelan should have been a statistic. But the moment the System scanned his soul, something broke. It recognized him not as Kaelan Voss, the F-Rank human, but as Legacy Entity #0001 the echo of the Fallen King. Kaelan awakens with two memories: his own mundane life, and the eternity of a God who ruled before being deleted. Now, armed with the [Echoes of the Fallen] passive skill, he can hear the attack patterns of monsters before they move. He knows the location of every hidden treasure, every secret passage, and every boss's fatal weakness because he created them. But there's a catch: his human body is pathetically weak. If anyone discovers his true identity, the System will flag him as a "Glitched Entity" and send every Hero-Class Awakened on Earth to eliminate him. To survive, Kaelan must do the unthinkable: play the role of the weakest man alive while secretly conquering the apocalypse from the shadows. He will reclaim his royal class. He will find out why the System brought his world to Earth. And when the "Heroes" who killed him in the game finally arrive in reality, he will show them what happens when a Final Boss gets a second life.

What would you do if you woke up and decided to look out at the dawning morning only to see yourself still lying in bed? What would you do if your 21st birthday was the last time you would ever age? What would you do if you were being chased by the NSA? How would you feel if you were hunted by a creature that could take any form it wished? That is Michael’s life. From the time he was fifteen he knew he was much different from everyone else. He had his own successful technology company and was at school at MIT. This is as far back as he can remember any true memory. He had always known things, whether it was about people or just events, and went with his feelings about whatever split in the road was set in front of him. Staring out the window of his bedroom, he turned around to find he was still in bed. Was it a dream? Before figuring out what was going on, the government was trying to catch him. Running from the NSA and trying to figure out how to control his new powers, he runs into something very evil that wants nothing less than to kill him. His new enemy can take on any form he wants at any time. Using his power to split himself in two, he spends his time trying to find out one other mystery. How did the government know about him before he did? Learning to split his body, trying to find his purpose in life, searching for the woman he lost and trying not to get killed, Michael comes to find out one truth to his reality. The only thing he has to fear in this word is himself.

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."

Aleric died once already. Pushed off a rooftop by the same people who made his life a living hell. He thought that was the end. But then he woke up in Jusavia. He was in a new world, in a new infant body and a fresh chance to start all over again. He made himself one promise: never again would he be hopeless and weak. Never at the mercy of people who saw him as nothing. At fifteen, everyone in Jusavia awakens their Class. It's everything. Your power, your future, your entire worth as a person. Fire mages who burn through armies. Healers who pull people back from death itself. Aleric's Awakening Ceremony was supposed to change his life. It did. Just not the way anyone expected. While everyone else got their shiny new Class, fire this, sword that, holy whatever, Aleric got a blank screen and a room full of whispers. Classless. His father looked at him like he'd just dragged garbage into the house. His fiancée laughed in his face and tore up their engagement contract in front of the whole academy. The nobles who used to bow to his family name? They walked past him like he didn't exist. The academy sent a letter the same day. "We regret to inform you that your enrollment has been revoked." And so, they exiled him and shipped him off to the Frontier Training Grounds, a glorified dumping ground for failures and corpses. Aleric figured he'd die in the first dungeon. Just like he died on that rooftop. But this time, he wasn't going down without a fight. Then he killed his first monster, and something changed. Absorption activated: Skill acquired. He had gotten a skill that was going to change his life in ways he couldn't dare to fathom.

After dying in a fission blast that decimated an entire state, Maxmillan's soul transmigrated into the body of a five-year old in a new world where Astra Mystralis — an energy that causes endless magical manifestations, could be harnessed and manipulated to invoke countless amazing magical effects. But unfortunately for Maxmillan, he couldn't sense or perceive Astra Mystralis, talk more of control or manipulate it and was therefore labeled a 'Reject' which prevented him from interacting with anyone in the society, since they avoided him like a deadly contagious plague that killed immediately it was contracted. So, with such a label accompanying Maxmillan everywhere, how would he survive? How would he fare against the oppressive, abusive and wicked intimidatory acts done to him by the proud and lofty casters of Astra Mystralis? Would he be able to thrive and function in a world where everyone, including five to six-year olds could control Astral Mystralis and bring about myriad fascinating magical effects? To know more, follow Maxmillan in his unfathomably-arduous journey as he tries to survive, thrive and defeat every nigh-insurmountable odd that would appear in his path using the Supreme Battle-Technology System; a dimension-warping, living technological consciousness that possesses near-infinite, super-advanced technologies and would rewardingly empower him with futuristic items like: Multiple-Barrel Laser Burst Emission Gun, Strength-Amplifying Exo-Mechanical Arms, Wide-Area Plasmic and Electric Arc Grenades, Outer-Space Fast-Flight Heavy Armor, Turbo-Thruster Propelled Super-Speed Ultracycle and many others, for as long as he can complete suddenly prompted tasks, quests and missions before their stipulated deadlines. So, with unending technological empowerments, biological augmentations, and advanced cybernetical fortifications obtained from the Supreme Battle-Technology System, watch how a war-seasoned Maxmillan will fight his way through teeming large numbers of Astra Mystralis users and gradually ascend to a great height of fame, honor and glory!

# HELLSPAWN HUNTER ## Synopsis **When the gates of Hell crack open over his hometown, seventeen-year-old Kael Draven should have died with everyone else. Instead, he made a deal with a dying demon—and became something the supernatural world has never seen before.** Kael's father was a legendary Hunter who died keeping secrets. His demonic bond makes him an abomination in the eyes of his father's former allies. And Vex'thul, the ancient demon sharing his headspace, won't shut up long enough to let him figure out which side he's supposed to be on. **Vex'thul the Unbound has survived three millennia by being paranoid, ruthless, and absolutely insufferable. Now he's stuck in the body of an idealistic teenager who thinks "heroism" is a viable career path.** Together, they're humanity's most dysfunctional defense against the supernatural apocalypse. Kael wants to save everyone. Vex wants to survive everything. Neither is getting what they want. The Hunter Academy doesn't train half-demons. Vampire covens don't trust monsters with consciences. Exorcist orders shoot first and ask questions later. And somewhere in the shadows, the conspiracy that killed Kael's father is pulling strings that could unravel reality itself. **Armed with unstable demonic powers, a demon who treats life-or-death situations like a running commentary track, and a stubborn refusal to accept that some people can't be saved, Kael is about to learn that the hardest part of hunting monsters isn't the fighting—it's deciding which monsters deserve to live.** In a world where humanity's protectors might be the real villains, Kael Draven will discover that sometimes the only way to save the world is to embrace the darkness within. *Because when Hell comes calling, sometimes you need a monster to answer.*