Brett Hand Inside Job

Death, as the guide of all the souls leaving the physical world, takes the form of a human to speak with them. He has been wandering for a very long time that he, himself, doesn't know about his own existence. Ferrying billions of souls of humankind to the other side has been his job in a forever state that he can't escape. He considers himself a mere bystander, a storyteller—seeing histories unfold before his eyes, witnessing eras and wars end, watching humankind thriving. Endowed with a power of bringing deaths to humans upon touching them, he constantly seeks the feeling of physical human touch. Not until he meets Fivrelle, an immortal lady who desires death. The world is continuously evolving and growing. But to what extent? No matter what the world has become, Death will always be there, waiting.

Everyone knows Valmor as a fugitive soldier—hunted, broken, barely surviving on the borders of war. No one knows the truth. No one knows he is the King of War, a name that alone makes enemies tremble and retreat. And yet, in a single cruel twist of fate, he discovers his entire family has been slaughtered—and the hand behind it belongs to his own ungrateful, treacherous fiancée…and them. Valhalla Calling: “Your fate was sealed the moment you chose me as your enemy. Even hell will spit you out when it learns you crossed me.” Death Calling: “Valmor has broken the law, and we have no choice call the Ruler of that Terrifying Place, The Drakmor and The Blackvale, they will deal with Him, and you know what’s going to happen if they come?”

Born with nine spiritual roots, his fate was sealed—forever trapped at the second level of Qi training. A mountain boy, seen as worthless, is thrown into a cruel experiment by wicked cultivators. Yet, fate takes an unexpected turn. With the Void Tower in hand, he steps onto the path of cultivation. From that moment, the tower became his greatest asset—nurturing spirit herbs, raising immortal beasts, refining pills, crafting talismans, and constructing deadly formations. He walks a path of blood and schemes, seizing fortune through danger, surviving betrayals and hidden plots. Ages pass, and countless kneel before the Supreme Heaven’s ruler. But who would have imagined that his journey, too, was once filled with hardship, struggle, and survival against all odds?

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.

To hide a deadly secret, a sane man once pretended to be insane and lived inside a psychiatric hospital. There, he met the only woman who treated him like a human being. He married her to protect her… then disappeared on their wedding night, leaving her to face the world alone. For six long years, she was mocked, humiliated, and abandoned. But now he is back. No longer the powerless man from before, but a legendary commander whose name terrifies enemies across the battlefield. This time he will protect her. The gangs that rule the streets will fall. The powerful families who mocked her will kneel. Anyone who dares insult the mother of his child… will die. The city once laughed at her. Now it will tremble before him.

For three years, Ye Tian endured humiliation in silence until the night his wife chose a billionaire over him… asked for and open marriage and when he refused had him beaten, broken, and thrown into the gutter like trash. But death didn’t claim him. Something ancient did. A forgotten god awakens inside his shattered body; cold, merciless, and hungry for vengeance. The weak man who once begged for love is gone. In his place stands something far more dangerous. Now, the man they crushed is rising. Not for forgiveness. Not for justice. For domination. As powerful enemies close in and secrets of his past begin to surface, one question remains— Did they create a victim… or unleash a monster they can never control?

Eidolon City was just another sprawling metropolis—until the shadows began to move. Azrael thought he was an ordinary man, haunted only by restless dreams. But when a demon tears open the night and nearly kills him, something ancient inside awakens. Black wings ignite with fire. Forgotten memories surge back. He is no man at all, but a fallen Seraph cast down from the Otherworld. Now, caught between the ruthless demons of the Underworld and the goddess who rules the Otherworld with silken chains, Azrael must uncover the truth of his exile—and why the war has spilled into Earth. Allies are scarce, enemies are everywhere, and the city itself trembles as battle lines are drawn. The embers of a forgotten war are sparking back to life. And Azrael stands at the center—Forsaken, burning, and unwilling to fall again.

Dr. Adrian Kane lives quietly, hiding behind the fluorescent lights of St. Dawn Hospital. Once a prodigy of a forbidden surgical art, he was exiled after being accused of killing a patient. When a series of mysterious “miracle deaths” sweep through the city’s elite, Adrian’s gift, The Pulse Sight, forces him into the shadows of medicine’s black market. As corporate titans, corrupt officials, and underground doctors wage silent war, Adrian becomes both hunter and healer. Each operation uncovers another secret about the experiment that ruined his life, and the truth behind the power inside him. But to expose the conspiracy, he must perform one final procedure: cut open his own past.

Stollen and Lyra were never meant to survive. After their ship is destroyed in deep space, the two astronauts crash onto a mysterious world called Hearth — a planet that is not what it seems. The inhabitants are tiny, the land is wrong, the sky is artificial, and giants like them have arrived here before… only to vanish without a trace. As they struggle to rebuild a ship and escape, they uncover a civilization divided by fear, faith, and hidden power. Seven continents. Seven elders. Ancient lies. Vanishing giants. And a secret buried deep inside the very structure of the world. Trapped between hostile empires, false gods, and a planet that behaves like a machine, Stollen and Lyra must choose: escape Hearth — or uncover the truth behind it. Because this world is not a planet. It is a system. And someone is controlling it.

5, 600 years ago, there emerged a man and a woman who transcended all beings and had otherworldly powers. And in their wake, they battled for supremacy. They destroyed entire mountains and split continents apart and shaped entire landscapes. The victor was a man, the representative of the light. He would later be known as the founder of the world’s dominant populace. He was loved by his subjects and feared by all and he bestowed this power upon his inferior subjects. Their physical capabilities were boosted, wounds would heal faster, senses were heightened and they could manipulate reserves inside themselves to be able to use their own powers. But, one was darkness incarnate and in her jealousy towards the Light, grew into hatred, so she created her own descendents to continue her will they were later called the monsters.