Crazy Necromancer In The Ruined Tower

Ling Feng was meant to be the undisputed heir of the Ling Clan, born with the legendary Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root. On the day of his awakening, everything was stolen away by his uncle, Ling Zhaoyang, who was driven by ambition and jealousy, betrayed him in front of the entire clan, forcibly stripping away his visible Root and casting him as a cripple. Branded as a disgrace, Ling Feng was thrown from the Cliff of Exiles, his death declared and his name erased from the clan But the ritual did not destroy him. It suppressed something far older and far more terrifying. Rescued by the reclusive master Yue Xuān, Ling Feng vanished from the world for ten years. In isolation, he cultivated the Void Heart Path—a forbidden system that commands nothingness itself, concealing his power so completely that even the heavens cannot perceive it. Now twenty years old, Ling Feng returns to the Azure Eastern Empire under the alias Mo Ying, an unremarkable nobody moving through a ruthless world of Hunter Guilds and elite academies. To survive, he must remain invisible, climbing step by step while those who ruined him thrive in the empire built on his blood. His purpose is simple: expose the traitors, destroy Ling Zhaoyang, and reclaim what was stolen from him. But as buried secrets surface, Ling Feng discovers his betrayal was only the beginning of a far greater scheme—one tied to an ancient entity clawing its way back into existence. His revenge is no longer personal. If he fails, the continent falls with him.

Frank Mercer was a prodigy, the kind of surgeon whose instincts defied logic. His methods were unorthodox, his results miraculous, and his heart too pure for the corrupt medical system that thrived on power and politics. But genius threatens mediocrity. When Frank exposed malpractice at Chicago’s top hospital, his world imploded, his license revoked, his reputation destroyed, his girlfriend Lisa seduced by a wealthy rival, and his name dragged through every media outlet. Left jobless and broken, Frank became a ghost in the alleys, saving lives in secret, helping the forgotten. Until fate threw him into the limelight: a horrific accident outside a mall leaves the President’s daughter dying. Frank acts, and revives her, defying every protocol, every law of medicine. Overnight, he becomes the nation’s obsession. But the same hands that saved a life will soon carve out justice. Behind the headlines, Frank begins to uncover a network of corruption stretching from hospital boards to political offices. The same forces that ruined him are feeding off death and disease, manipulating medicine for profit and control. Frank’s revenge becomes an art form, surgical, methodical, and righteous. He’ll heal the world’s sickness by cutting out its rot. As his fame rises, his enemies close in, and Frank must balance the weight of power, love, and morality before he becomes the monster he swore to destroy. In a city where every life has a price, The Hand of Vengeance will decide who deserves to live.

Hi, I’m Mark and while I’m not the strongest and neither do I have any unique ability, most of my opportunities being either wasted or given away one way or another, I’m the one that survived the most. Now that I think about it, this life is pretty miserable. I got my ups and downs, but because I rushed at the beginning, I ruined my entire future and the only thing keeping me alive is my ability to adapt and survive. That’s it. No magical abilities. No genius talent. The most unique ability I had was an ability the “survivor” title gave me called “The survivor”. And now I'm about to be killed aaaaand I'm dead. ... . . Die, they said, you will receive eternal rest they said, but where is the eternal rest?! “Hello and welcome to the Regression and Reincarnation agency. Due to your peculiar achievements, you have been fo- ahem, given the chance to go back in time, as well as three wishes.” –––––––––––––––––– Follow Mark on his journey to change his ending, see his rises and falls and journey with him together in this story through your imagination. ______________________ This is my first book and my native language isn't English, so expect grammar mistakes and so on. Enjoy my book and if you don't like it, just stop reading. It is far more energy efficient that writing a bad review. _________________

Aric Blackthorn is cursed by a power that loves him too fiercely, a psychic leviathan with no respect for boundaries—a Devil’s Fruit that warps flesh, mind, and fate. When House Blackthorn is torn apart by ancient betrayals, Aric must master psychic warfare and arcane combat to survive. But the power inside him hungers, and if he gives too much, it might devour everything he holds dear. Devil’s Fruit: I Couldn’t Evolve is a brutal, sensorial journey into love turned monstrous, where sarcasm scythes through blood‑dark magic and each spell is a promise of beauty and violence. Aric Blackthorn awakens in the ruined halls of his ancestral keep, the psychic presence of his Devil’s Fruit thrumming in his mind—a beast that speaks in riddles and carves runic fractures through reality. Determined to reclaim his legacy, he forges uneasy alliances: Seris the shadowsmith, Vira the mercurial envoy, and Kael the steadfast guard. Every encounter sparks a battle of senses and strategy—color‑bleeding mana webs, sigil‑etched swords, psychic pressure like thunder in the veins. As Aric climbs the ladder of power, House Blackthorn fractures under envy, and rival factions—Elowen’s hollow‑vein cult, Garrick’s iron‑sigil enforcers, Thane’s dread‑spiral cabal—seek to claim the psychic core within him. But when his psychic companion Lysander whispers that love is the greatest threat, Aric must choose: let the fruit consume him, or turn its monstrous devotion into salvation. Sacrifices will bleed sincerity, sarcasm will break bones, and comedy will red‑raw the absurdity of power.

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

He used to be a god. Now he's a loser. They're gonna see how wrong they are. Ryder was the 12th Master of the Dark Medical Sect—super strong, like a god that was about to become immortal. Then his own students betrayed him. He woke up as Dante: a broke, embarrassed, orphaned college student whose girlfriend just cheated, whose landlord just kicked him out, and who died in his underwear on a cold street. Great. Now Ryder—one of history's strongest healers—is stuck in Dante's weak body. He works for a cheap old doctor named Theo at a bad clinic, Silverbrook Hall, and sleeps in a tiny, freezing room. But gods get back up. When a patient is dying and Theo can't help, Ryder steps in and does this crazy Four-Colored Needle thing, a healing trick that was lost for a long time. Word gets out. People rush in. Rich folks want him to touch them. Doctors either want to learn from him or shut him down. And there's Zara—Theo's sweet daughter, who makes Ryder feel things he hasn't in centuries. It gets messy when a hot rich girl he cures, Serena, wants more than medicine. But being strong brings enemies. The Daniel Gang wants his money. His ex Isla is mad as he gets famous. And the Silverleaf Apothecary, run by Alistair and his cocky grandson Smith, will do anything to stop this "fraud" before he embarrasses them at a meeting. They have no idea what's coming. When the gang messes with his clinic, when the rich make fun of him, when the world tries to keep him down—Ryder will show them: A god doesn't ask for respect. He takes it. Warning: Contains martial arts, healing stuff, a love triangle, gang fights and cultivation

Takumi Asano, a painter from Kyoto, Japan, had copied tens of thousands of Vincent van Gogh's oil paintings. One day, he traveled through time to Arles, a small town in Provence, France, just before Christmas in 1888. It could be said to be time travel, or rather, arriving in a parallel universe. There, he became Marcel Duval, a 20-year-old local "chimney boy". Right in front of him unfolded one of the most famous tragedies in art history: the impoverished and down-and-out Van Gogh, holding a razor, was pointing it at his left ear! — "Mr. Van Gogh! Put down the razor!" — "Tell Armand... I'll cut off my ear and give it to him right away!" Was there actually an untold secret behind Van Gogh's ear-severing incident? — "Keep it, and it will bring you more and greater works!" — "You're absolutely crazy! Who are you?" — "I'm your top-tier manager!" Years later, the Parisian art circle had undergone earth-shattering changes. Van Gogh, who had grown into a great master, no longer had darkness in his eyes: "Marcel, it really was a good idea to keep my ear. Without you, none of this would have been possible!" Takumi Asano, once a lowly copyist trapped in drudgery, had now become Marcel, the world's "Godfather of Art". He smiled and raised his glass: "Come to my Provence manor this summer. I've planted a vast sunflower field—tens of thousands of mu—just for you... By the way, would you like to see my new paintings?" 【Time-Travel Redemption + Underdog's Rise + Rewriting History】! Click to read, and join Van Gogh in defying fate to turn the tide, lighting up the stars on the canvas!

Earth was unveiled as the arena for the 819th season of the Game of Gods. The city of Jakarta, where Freza lived, was immediately overrun by hundreds of Goblin Lords, and the air turned toxic (Survival Mode). A blue System screen appeared before everyone's eyes, commanding: “Survival Quest 1: Kill a Goblin within 3 hours or your heart will be crushed.” Many began to panic, searched for weapons, and died tragically. However, Freza sat calmly with a calculator. Instead of choosing the 'Warrior' or 'Mage' class, Freza found an optional "Report Policy Non-Compliance/Disclaimer" menu within a tiny (almost invisible) screen. He reported that the System violated Occupational Safety and Health (OSH) regulations, and the system was detected as flawed! The main server was thrown into a frenzy and temporarily classified Freza as an "Invulnerability Glitch" so that system laws would not overlap. Freza escaped death by exploiting a customer complaint. The System above refused to admit defeat to this weak human. To quietly "silence" him (so the Game Administrator's reputation wouldn't be ruined), the System assigned an intern NPC named QO-R15-KI (Qoriski) a Boss-level entity to descend to Earth under the guise of a "Personal Guide." The goal was to cause Freza to have an "accident" and restore the system's integrity. Instead of fighting him, Freza audited Qoriski’s working conditions, which included Mana point deductions for arriving late, a lack of Dimensional Social Security, and working well beyond normal hours. Rather than killing each other, Freza invited Qoriski to be his lawyer and founded the "Doom Collection Agency." A hilarious and epic dynamic began (Action-Comedy). They traveled through various Dungeons. While typical Hunters arrived to destroy the Boss Core, Qoriski would kick down the door while screaming: "YOUR ASSETS ARE FROZEN!"

On his twenty fifth birthday Theodore was publicly embarrassed. He thought his father was going to give him the company since he promised to, and he had been working hard for so many years but he was wrong. His father gave the company to his half brother instead. Surprising him and the press. And only after confronting his father did he find out he was an illegitimate child. His mother's mistake. Surprised his girlfriend who was so kind and loving had been cheating on him for nearly three years with his half brother Theodore was heartbroken. His half brother Albert kept looking for ways to make him suffer. They even sent Theodore out of the house. His stepmother Dalia who was happy Theodore was out of the game felt threatened by Theodore's half sister who wanted to make a claim to the company. She knew how strong willed Karina was, she was smart and very diligent and somehow she knew deep down that Karina might win the fight so she decided to end her. If she was dead she wouldn't be able to fight now would she? Theodore found out his birth father was the richest man in San Diego after his reputation as well as his mother's was ruined Theodore felt nothing else but rage and he wanted revenge. Especially after finding out his sister was poisoned. Accepting his father's terms he decided to get his revenge. Would Theodore be able to get his revenge or would his enemies get the upper hand?