Can't Fake The Feeling

‎Five years ago, Adrian Voss was a ghost, an abandoned son, a humiliated nobody cast out of his own powerful family. ‎ ‎Then he vanished. ‎ ‎In those five years, he became a legend in the shadows, the undefeated War God, commander of an elite global force feared by nations and worshipped by soldiers. ‎ ‎Now, he’s back. ‎ ‎But not for glory. ‎ ‎Not for revenge. ‎ ‎At least… that’s what he tells himself. ‎ ‎When Adrian returns to the modern city that once rejected him, he finds everything unchanged, his ex-fiancée married his cousin, his family still sees him as trash, and the powerful elite still rule from the shadows. ‎ ‎What they don’t know? ‎ ‎The man they mocked… now controls unimaginable wealth, unstoppable power, and a network that can bring empires to their knees. ‎Every insult will be repaid. ‎Every betrayal will be crushed. ‎Every secret will be exposed. ‎ ‎And this time... ‎ ‎Adrian Voss doesn’t forgive.

Gibson sat across from his mother-in-law, his heart racing as he tried to process her shocking demand. “Divorce?” he repeated, his voice trembling. “Yes, divorce,” the woman replied with an arrogant sneer. “I don’t think you’re good enough for my daughter.” Gibson took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. He knew his mother-in-law had never approved of him, but he had never expected her to demand a divorce. “May I ask who wants the divorce?” he asked calmly. “It doesn’t matter,” Helen, his mother-in-law replied dismissively. “All that matters is that I want it.” “With all due respect, I don’t think it’s that simple,” Gibson said firmly. “My wife and I have built a life together. We’ve been through a lot, and we love each other.” The mother-in-law scoffed. “Love? Don’t make me laugh. You and my daughter were struggling to make ends meet when you got married. But now, thanks to her hard work, she’s become the CEO of a top 10 company in the city. She can do much better than you.”

They dragged his dying mother out of her hospital bed like she was garbage. Joshua Hart had endured three years of humiliation as the powerless live-in son-in-law of the wealthy Cavesh family. He swallowed every insult. Every sneer. Every reminder that he was “nothing.” All for one reason—his mother’s life depended on their money. Then, on the day she needed emergency surgery, they cut him off. “Admit your mistake. Apologize,” his wife said coldly. “Maybe then I’ll consider helping.” At the hospital, nurses laughed in his face. “Swipe your card, beggar.” “You can’t even afford oxygen in here.” They called security. They called him worthless. They didn’t know that twenty minutes earlier, a forgotten investment had turned him into the majority shareholder of Galaxy Tech. They didn’t know his account now held billions. They didn’t know the “pathetic son-in-law” had just wired one hundred million dollars to the very hospital trying to throw his mother into the street. When the director whispered, “Joshua Hart… the transfer came from you?” He simply picked up his black card and looked at them one by one. “You were right about one thing,” he said calmly. “I won’t beg.” Now the people who mocked him will learn a brutal truth: Never humiliate a man who has nothing left to lose—especially when he becomes everything.

They called him Pauper Benedetti. The boy with three shirts, the charity case no one believed in. But when Marco returned after five silent years—he didn’t come back poor. He came back as the War God, forged in fire, crowned in blood, and wealthy enough to make billionaires tremble. He walked into Oriana Caruso’s engagement wearing a cheap suit and carrying a velvet ring box. He left with a wife. Just not the one anyone expected. Isabella Caruso—the quiet, unwanted sister—was the only person who dared speak the truth for him. While Oriana laughed, while society mocked him, Isabella stood alone. So Marco knelt before her with a pink-diamond necklace worth more than the entire ballroom. “Marry me,” Marco said, voice steady. “Why me?” Isabella whispered. “Because when the world pointed guns, you were the one who didn’t flinch.” Now Isabella wears the necklace society can’t stop staring at—while Oriana glares with burning regret. Because the War God didn’t just return wealthy. He returned powerful. And he’s not done. Billionaires will kneel. Families will fall. The world will learn exactly who Marco Benedetti is.

At this time Damien's phone vibrated rapidly. He took out from his pocket, this got him a snort from the lady opposite him. Looking at his phone, he saw a strange message. [Ding! System fully activated. Awarded welcome gifts, do you wish to receive it?] Damien could not help but frown as this was somewhat unusual. What welcome gift? He never applied for anything online. 'Hah! These mobile phones ads are really something.' Ding! The next moment the phone's screen flashed red, and the returned to normalcy a few seconds later. «Ding! Congratulations, you just received twenty thousand dollars.» «Ding! Congratulations, you just received ten thousand dollars.» «Ding! Congratulations, you just received ten thousand dollars.» Damien could not help but wonder; is this a program that keeps giving out fake awards? However at this time, a new message popped up, he received two text messages from his bank. "Wells Fargo Bank: Credit alert; twenty thousand dollars" "Wells Fargo Bank: Credit alert; ten thousand dollars" "Wells Fargo Bank: Credit alert; ten thousand dollars" Damien was startled. These three amounts turned out to be the exact amount this ads sent me.

He hid his identity just to help a family, but got divorced, mocked, and humiliated. He couldn't believe that the woman he so much loved and trusted will one day ask him for a divorce. However, he accepted and left, but on that fateful day, she lost everything. Nothing to burst about as she always does. She was left with no option but to run back to him to beg for mercy, so he can accept her back as his wife. This was after she discovered that he was the secret behind her success and the president of the Fredericks' company.

Saddam thought his life as a delivery driver was the ultimate struggle until a glowing notification changed everything: a $10 billion balance with a deadly ultimatum—spend it all or lose your life. In an urban jungle where wealth fuels ancient sorcery and corporate titans are literal gods, Saddam is hunted for the power he barely understands. Together with a lethal mercenary who mistakes his desperation for genius, he must burn through a fortune that won't stay gone. Can he level up his Wealth Core before a ruthless CEO steals his soul, or will his riches become his tomb?

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, medical prodigy Charlie Kirkland awakens an ancient healing system that turns life itself into power. Cast out by his mentor and destroyed by elite medical clans, Charlie rises from the wilderness as a divine healer who can cure, or cripple, with a touch. As miracles ignite public worship and enemies plot his death, he wages a brutal war of medicine, cultivation, and vengeance. From secret clinics to world-shaking healings, Charlie doesn’t just save lives, he rewrites the laws of medicine. In a world ruled by corrupted healers, the Healer King returns to conquer fate itself.

In a world of rusted metal and toxic clouds, Suger is just another "scrapper" waiting to die. That is, until the [Supreme Disassembly System] awakens. ​While others fight for leftover energy cells, Suger can strip down a skyscraper with a single tap. ​Disassemble a rusted tank? Reward: Ancient Nano-Core! ​Disassemble a mutant hive? Reward: DNA Evolution Serum! ​From a nameless scavenger to the God of the New World, Suger isn't just surviving—he’s rebuilding. In this iron wasteland, he will grow the first green leaf, and anyone who stands in his way will be disassembled into raw atoms.

A long, long time ago. In this world of power and magic, war is constant. The six realms in the world of Septverden have been shackled in perpetual conflict. They have engaged in slaughter and battles among themselves for every reason possible, from territory, resources to meaningless semantics. In the era where the mortal realm is the weakest among the six realms, where human bones and ashes covered the entire Blue Earth Continent, Empires rise and fall as the never-ending cycle of war birthed boned deep hatred that even centuries can’t erase. Until the mortal realm no longer can take the oppression and give birth to a new generation of heroes. With power equal to that of the Heaven and Nether Realm. With strength and agility on par with the Beast realm. With magic and spells second only to that of the Elfen and Spirit realm. With these. The mortal realm stood shoulder to shoulder with the five realms and humans sore to never-seen heights. Together, they reclaimed their lands and repelled the five realms back to their continent. And the world of Septverden finally known peace. Or so the tale goes . . .