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"I just wanted to lay in bed and become a professional freeloader. Why the hell did you guys make me a Global Overlord?!" Doni Kusuma (25) has one noble life goal: to avoid corporate work for the rest of his life. To escape his mother's endless nagging, he attends a job interview at an elite tech company with the 100% intention of failing miserably. But the universe has a cruel sense of humor. The moment he activates the [God-Tier Slacker System], every attempt at sabotage, laziness, and clumsiness triggers god-level coincidences! Sleeping on purpose during a crucial boardroom meeting? His snoring accidentally hacks a deadly malware and saves the company! Swabbing a banana for a high-tech DNA test? He accidentally creates the medical breakthrough of the century! The harder Doni tries to get fired, the more he is hailed as an unparalleled genius, a billionaire, and a corporate savior. Now, with a fierce efficiency consultant constantly breathing down his neck, and an underground syndicate of assassins convinced he's the world's most dangerous Mastermind, can Doni ever achieve his ultimate dream of just taking a nap?

“Hector! Hector!” Christen screamed. “Hector! Please help me! They have our daughter!” His wife's scream was the last thing Hector expected to hear on his return home after years in the military. The house was in shambles, blood everywhere and his family was no where to be found. Little did Hector know that one phone call was going to change his life for the utmost worst and destroy everything he had built for almost a decade. With nothing left to his name, Hector is at the brink of despair, betrayed by the country he had served with his life until he is approached by a strange man. A dead man for that matter who offers Hector not just a chance for revenge against his enemies, but an opportunity to have everything he's ever wanted. In this twisting tale of revenge, death and bloodthirst, Hector finds himself entangled in a dangerous quest. This is slightly altered when he struggles as he finds love yet again with a mysterious journalist. Will this new face in the picture cool Hector's burning, vengeful heart? Or will the Chance to Play God consume him completely?

Sign the divorce papers you are useless to me! For three years Daniel lived a tough life. He cleaned the floors made the meals and put up with words from his rich in-laws every day. He did all this just to keep his promise to take care of his wife. To them, he was a poor guy who was a burden. To Eric, the billionaire who wanted to take his wife away, Daniel was just a nobody who could be easily gotten rid of. But there was something they all didn't know: Daniel was waiting for a time to pass. This was the time when he would no longer be locked out of his inheritance. When a group of cars with bulletproof glass surrounded the big house and the toughest guys in the city bowed down to Daniel things changed fast. He wasn't some poor guy, from the streets. He was the person who would inherit the Kensington Empire, a huge business that controlled theworld's money. The people who made fun of him would have to bow down. The people who tried to hurt him would suffer.

“Make a wish,child,or you die!” Laquan squinted his eyes in confusion. The old man’s words and attitude clearly took him off guard. “Uh... Excuse me?” he scoffed. The old man is either a con artist or he himself is hungry and is definitely hearing things “Don't you wanna get rich son?” Quan's brows shot up at the word ‘rich’ His mind drifted to how he's been humiliated in the past and,he unconsciously fisted his fingers. “I want to be powerful.” He breathed out, one could see and hear the desperation in his eyes and voice. “It's a done deal then. I'll change your fate for you. However...”The man paused, then continue the moment he knew he's got the young lad's attention. “know that you only have twenty years to spend on Earth!” Quan’s jaw dropped. “What?! Hey! I don't wanna make a wish any–” The old man smirked. “It's too late,child. A wish cannot be reversed.”

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.

"I was born a God, but my father turned me into a Demon." In the Divine Spear Empire, power is everything, and Lucius Thorne was the pinnacle—until the Blood Moon Eclipse. On his eighteenth birthday, the day of his Ascension, Lucius is betrayed. His father, the Emperor, executes a forbidden "Grafting Rite," ripping Lucius’s Divine Core from his chest to empower his younger, more "malleable" brother, Julian. Left for dead in the Abyssal Rift—a place where even light dies—Lucius discovers that his core wasn't just a source of power; it was a seal. Without it, the Void Eater within him awakens. Rescued by Valeriana, a fallen War-Maiden from a forgotten era, Lucius begins a cold, calculated climb back to the surface. He doesn't just want his core back; he wants to witness the empire burn. Core Trope: Rejected Prodigy / Revenge / Hidden Overlord The Twist: The "stolen power" was actually keeping a world-ending curse in check; by stealing it, the villains have doomed themselves, and only the "powerless" Lucius can survive the coming darkness.

They call him the "Watchdog of the West Gate." To the wealthy students, Alistair Cain is a joke—a dropout husband living off his brilliant professor wife, tasked with nothing more than checking IDs and chasing stray dogs off campus. To his wife’s powerful family, he is a stain on their reputation, a useless son-in-law who should have been discarded years ago. But they don’t know why the West Gate is the only place on campus where the shadows never move. They don’t know that the "stray dogs" he chases are actually Hellhounds trying to breach the mortal realm. And they certainly don’t know that Alistair is actually the Calamity Star—the exiled God of War serving a 1,000-year penance to suppress the ancient evil beneath the university library. When the seal begins to crack and the elite families of the city become pawns in a demonic war, the useless security guard finally stands up. "You can insult me all you want," Alistair says, adjusting his uniform cap. "But step one foot past this gate, and not even the Heavens can save you."

The war in the Eastern Land dragged on far longer than anyone expected. It left behind nothing but desperate orphans. But one child was different. Driven by vengeance, he slaughtered over a hundred invading soldiers with his bare hands. Fifteen years later, he became a god of war hidden in plain sight. No one knew who he truly was. To the world, he was nothing more than a loyal stay-at-home husband—until the day his wife betrayed him for another man. "So, money and power were all you ever wanted?" he asked. "If you had told me from the start, I could have given you more than he ever could. I am King Fox, the legendary God of War!" SLAP! His wife struck him across the face before the crowd. "You’re nothing but a cheap mercenary. I wish you had died in the trenches!" That divorce forced him out of hiding. Now, he will take his revenge to the bitter root and build an unmatched military dynasty.

“You’re just a contract husband. Don’t forget your place.” Gianna Moretti sneered as she shoved the papers across the table. The man in the wrinkled suit only smirked. “My place? Darling, you’ll find out soon enough it’s far above yours.” She thought she was buying a nobody. A desperate man willing to be humiliated, to wear her leash for money. A man she could throw away once the contract ended. But Vincent wasn’t a nobody. He was the hidden warlord—the commander of the Eagles of the West. A man who built his empire with fire, blood, and the corpses of his enemies. When Gianna’s family turns on her… when the mafia comes to collect… when rivals laugh at her for marrying a beggar— Vincent rises. “You called me worthless? Watch as I destroy everyone who touched what’s mine.” In one night, the groom they mocked becomes the nightmare of kings. And Gianna realizes too late… the man she tried to control is the one who will never let her go

“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.”