Demon God

"A delivery boy like you is only fit to lick the dust off my shoes!" Arlo was humiliated, beaten, and dumped in the mud by his girlfriend and her new billionaire lover. He was a nobody, a 'trash' in the eyes of the elite. But then, the Infinite Cashback System awakened. [Ding! You spent $1.00. Cashback triggered: $10,000 credited to your account!] [Ding! You spent $1 Million. Cashback triggered: $10 Billion credited to your account!] Suddenly, Arlo has more money than he can spend. That luxury dealership that mocked him? He bought the whole franchise and turned it into a parking lot for his delivery bike. The corporation that looked down on him? He acquired it just to fire his enemies. From the gutters of the city to the throne of the world, Arlo is no longer a victim. He is the God of Wealth, and he’s coming to collect every debt—with interest.

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

They thought they buried him in shame. They didn’t know they were awakening a god. Once, Jason Carter had nothing—no money, no power, no respect. Betrayed by his wife, humiliated by her powerful family, and cast aside like trash, his life was over… until the memories of his past existence returned. He was Ar-Zekar, the God of Judgment—feared by worlds, worshipped by millions. Now reborn in a mortal body, Jason’s divine powers are awakening, and with them, his hunger for justice. But the human world has changed. Corruption rules the powerful. Shadows move between realms. And a cryptic System whispers from the void, offering him a path back to godhood… at a cost. From underground gambling dens to corporate boardrooms, from mortal streets to the gates of the underworld, Jason will face traitors, monsters, and gods themselves. His enemies will beg for mercy—and he will decide their fate. The line between man and god is fading. And once Jason crosses it, there’s no going back.

You will regret it, if I live, I will reply to everything you do to me and my family. Remember my promise!

They called him trash. For three years, Chase Lu lived as the most humiliated son-in-law in North City—mocked by his in-laws, scorned by elites, and treated as less than a servant in his own marriage. He endured it all for one reason only: to keep his dying mother alive. But on the night of Grandma Song’s birthday banquet—when he is forced to bark like a dog for money—the last thread of his dignity snaps. [God-Level Choice System Activated.] Slap the young master… or crawl forever. Chase chooses violence. In a single night, he unlocks a Centurion Black Gold Card worth $10 billion. With his system, he swore they will all rue they day they humiliated him

Transmigrating into my own novel should have been a dream, but instead, it’s a death sentence. I woke up in the body of Liam, the Ninth Prince of the Vermilion Empire—a pathetic cannon fodder character I created just to be executed by the Emperor to satisfy the main protagonist's growth. According to the plot I wrote, my head is scheduled to roll soon. However, the world doesn't know that I hold the blueprints to its existence. With my hidden knowledge of every secret plot and a mysterious Summoning System that has manifested within me, I will rewrite my fate. I am no longer a stepping stone. To survive and reach the peak of this world, I’ll have to become the very nightmare I once authored.

Palan is raised in the harsh world of the demons, depending on himself to survive while raising his sister. One day, his sister falls sick and he's forced to make a deal with an angel in order to save her life. Unfortunately for him, that deal sends him a world away from his sister.

Zane was the weakest link—the worthless, live-in Son-in-Law who cleaned floors for his wife's powerful, arrogant family on campus. Every day was a cycle of humiliation, designed to keep him weak and subservient. They called him "Zero." ​But Zane was a lie. He was the exiled incarnation of an ancient God of War, sealed in a mortal shell by a cosmic vow. His daily agony wasn't a punishment; it was a desperate containment protocol. ​When a powerful Mythic System awakens inside him, forcing him to fight back to survive, Zane realizes the terrible truth: his wife, the ruthless Student Council President, is the unwitting key to his prison. If she dies, his power unleashes and destroys the city. If he fails to protect her, the Scions of Chaos will capture her and turn his divine spark into a weapon against the world. ​Now, the Son-in-Law must rise as the Commander, using his hidden power to seize billions, crush his rivals, and fight a secret war to protect the one woman who is both his jailer and the only reason he remains a man.

“I don’t even know why you're still here, the only reason why my daughter married you was so she could claim her grandfather's wealth,” his mother-in-law smirked. For 2 years, the God of war faced maltreatment in his in-law’s mansion. He had played the role of a dutiful husband, all while secretly working to change his brother's biometrics to his own. He was thrown divorce papers on a sunny day and with the divorce finalized. It was time to return to the billionaire life and revenge on those who wronged him but with dual identities. Two different men, different personalities and identities but one face. He will make his mother in law beg at his feet.

"That's a check for one million dollars. Take it and leave. Perhaps reunite with your mistress and live a lavish life." With red-rimmed eyes, Caroline slammed the check against August's chest. For over three years, she had been married to a cripple, yet all he did was bring her pain. He refused to tell her where he disappeared every month or explain the missing money. Perhaps the rumors were true. August looked at his devastated wife but couldn't bring himself to tell her the truth, not yet. For her safety, she had to remain in the dark. Three years ago, after fighting a brutal war, he was ambushed in a weakened state, leaving him crippled and deemed useless. But August refused to accept a fate bound to a wheelchair. As Caroline stormed away, his Qi surged and for the first time in years, he stood on his own. Now, not only would he make his enemies kneel, but he would also protect his wife from the very family that sought to strip her of everything she owned.