Demon Slayer Moon Breathing

A cursed inheritance. A fractured soul. A demon unleashed. Jiho thought he’d woken from a dream, but destiny had other plans. After stumbling through a portal of light and gaining strange powers, he discovers forgotten bloodlines, mythic secrets, and a sibling born of death. A single touch reveals his true nature—holder of the black dragon soul, wielder of divine tree energy, and bearer of a corrupted fate. When a mysterious killer shatters his world, Jiho sacrifices a severed arm to summon a nameless demon. What follows is pure carnage: time reversal, holy knight ascension, and soul-slaying fury as darkness clashes with righteousness inside a sealed domain. Jiho survives the storm—but the abyss has awakened.

In the year 2035, an intrepid team of explorers embarks on a mission to investigate a newly discovered rift deep in the Atlantic Ocean known as the Abyss of Shadows. The rift emits mysterious sounds—deep, resonant echoes—heard only when the moon is at its highest. These echoes seem to trigger inexplicable phenomena, from glowing underwater ruins to shifting currents that defy physics. The team must unravel the source of these echoes before they awaken a dormant power that could reshape the world.

Rick, a 25-year-old young man, found his life shattered after an incident that put him behind bars. During his year in prison, he was isolated from the outside world, not realising that life out there had turned into a nightmare. A giant, pitch-black eye-shaped hole appeared in the sky, followed by dimensional portals that spread across the world. Monstrous monsters, once mere animals, now roam the streets, while mysterious towers rise from the ground, signalling a new era of fear and uncertainty. A global crisis strikes, civilisations collapse, and humanity splits into two groups, those endowed with supernatural powers, and those who remain weak, struggling to survive amidst the destruction. Inside a dark and cramped prison, Rick surmises that he has been forgotten by the world. However, fate had other plans for him, revealing that he had been chosen as a Vassal of Heimdall, the Gatekeeper and Seer of All. Extraordinary powers rose up within him, giving him the ability to sense the changes in the world and see the truth behind the curtain of reality. With this gift, he now has the chance to redeem himself and unravel the mystery behind the catastrophe that has struck the earth. With the world having turned into a danger-filled dystopia, Rick must break out of prison, master his new powers, and survive amidst the chaos. As a Vassal of Heimdall, he must use his abilities to deal with threats coming from an alien dimension, as well as uncover secrets that could save humanity from total destruction. Will Rick be able to use his powers to get the world back on track? Or is this new era the beginning of something much bigger than he ever imagined?

250 years after the Ascension wars that led to the destruction of the moon, unsealing the seals that hold the ancient substance of Nytherite that allowed humans to progress technologically, but soon became the object of doom, corrupting every non human life form into ravage and dominant beasts called Extremovores that forced what was left of humanity to flee the surface. Creating seven gigantic floating arcs as sanctuaries, away from the extremovores. Adam and his sister Eve, Identical twins born in the post-surface surciety where your genetic purity determines your worth, with humans devided into Pures, Transcendants and Outcast. Adam, as an outcast must navigate his way in a cruel world where he is destined to be stepped on and used as a comodity had a fateful encounter with a relic that changed his path. The primordial Beast System. He must use this power to awaken his pottential and earn a place in a cruel world

"STAND UP YOU MORON!". yelled the space trooper. Rogers groaned with pain. He stood up and with all his weight dived on the space trooper, he didn't know what he was even thinking but somehow the trooper had already lost balance and his gun fallen from his hands. Rogers kicked him in the groins and then with a penknife stabbed him in the temples. The trooper was silent. Rogers thought for a moment maybe he was dead. He wanted to check for his breathing but common with space troopers they always had their helmet on. Rogers proceeded to dislodge the helmet, he was familiar with the technicalities. The battle was still ongoing, he was hearing gunfires afar off, he had checked his attacker pulse, the man was as good as dead. Rogers retrieve his penknife and put it back into his pockets. He was tired and weak to the bones, pains that ran through his stomach made him nauseated. He wanted to vomit. He stared at the sky that has turned with haze and ash, he thought when will all this wars be over, it has been a decade and the galaxies had been at war. He was from Megma, but the people from Metoris and Xival had been their enemies. Aquaris was their ally, and Infact the aquaria have been their supporters from time immemorial. The bone of contention was Resmore, the planets all wanted Resmore for its minerals and diamonds. News had it that the main villain Lord Firemetal and his counterpart Aruma each of them from Metoris and Xival had always wanted to dominate the planet Resmore, then comes the DROIDs from Entexx a place found in Aquaris, who always help them in fighting each battle they went. Their opponents have space droids too.

When demon hunter Myles Cross is killed during a mission gone wrong, he expects hell—or worse. What he gets instead is an offer from the Lord of the Underworld himself. Reborn as the Hellborn, Myles becomes Hades’ last hope in a cosmic chess game where the Seven Trumpets—ancient relics powerful enough to trigger the apocalypse—have begun to surface. With one strapped to his wrist in the form of a mysterious watch, Myles must now face a brutal new reality: hunted by demons, betrayed by humans, and haunted by what he's becoming. As the Paragon—an elite faction sworn to exterminate all supernatural threats—capture him and question his existence, Myles finds an unlikely ally in the cold but conflicted Lieutenant Anna Storm. Together, they must survive assassins like the sadistic Kaelin, the shape-shifting shadow Nixx, and the monstrous Infernox. But as each trumpet awakens, the line between salvation and damnation blurs. And with his powers growing and his past life crumbling, Myles must decide— Is he the world’s last defense? Or its doom incarnate?

The kingdom of Arvendral has fallen in a single night of fire and betrayal. The royal banners burn, the people scatter, and the once-proud throne is drowned in shadows. Amid the chaos, a young warrior discovers the Blade of Kings—a weapon whispered to carry the soul of every ruler who ever wielded it. But the blade is not a gift. It is a curse. With each swing, it feeds on his spirit, binding his fate to a destiny he does not understand. To survive, he must choose: embrace the weapon’s dark hunger, or risk watching the last fragments of his world vanish forever. Allies may be traitors, enemies may hold the truth, and every choice cuts deeper than steel. With war rising on every horizon, he carries the weight of a broken kingdom—and the knowledge that even heroes can become monsters. The battle is not for victory. It is for the soul of the fallen kingdom.

“You're not a nobody,” Victor Moon said, his silver eyes unreadable. “You're the man gods once feared.” Banished from divine memory and stripped of celestial might, Marcus Steele walks among mortals in plain clothes and quiet patience. Bound by an ancient marriage contract, he arrives in Manhattan—a city of supernatural elites—to claim his betrothed. But Diana Sterling, the ice-cold CEO of Sterling Industries, publicly humiliates him, mocking his appearance, status, and power. She doesn’t know who she’s mocking. None of them do. “Take your money,” Diana sneers, hurling a check worth millions. “We're not equals. You don’t belong in my world.” She’s wrong. When shadow demons strike, Marcus reveals a glimpse of the war god he once was—effortlessly annihilating threats, catching the attention of Sarah Moon, heiress to the most feared family in the supernatural underworld. “Marcus,” Sarah whispers, fierce and elegant, “I want you to be my partner.” As Manhattan’s elites scramble to earn his favor, old enemies emerge from the shadows, desperate to keep Marcus from reclaiming his throne. But with each battle, his power returns—and so do his memories. “Tell your master,” Marcus says, standing over broken assassins, “that some wars aren’t worth starting.” They wanted a pawn. They mocked a drifter. They awoke a god. Now, Marcus Steele is done pretending.

Everything begins with one word: "Karma." Good and evil—two sides that can never coexist. What you give will always return to you. When the world falls into chaos and ruin, Aron desires only one thing—to save the person he loves most. But every step he takes only leads to more suffering. Betrayal. Blood. Loss. Until the day the world brands him as a demon born from sin. And when all hope dies and darkness calls, a single question lingers in his heart: "If fate has cursed you, can you break it… even if it means drowning the world in blood?" This is the story of an ordinary man turning into the darkest shadow. A journey carved in scars, rage, and secrets so deep that even destiny tries to hide them. "Every destiny has a price. Are you willing to pay it with your soul?"

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"