Deus: We Are All Lords

[Divorce + Hidden Identity + Face-slapping + CEO] For three years, Lucas washed clothes, cooked meals, and served the Carter family like a servant, hiding his identity as the sole heir to the world's richest banking family. He did it all for his wife, Lily. But on their third anniversary, instead of a "Thank You," he received a Divorce Paper. Lily sneered: "Lucas, you are just a useless man. I am now a manager, and you are still trash. We are in different worlds. Sign it, and get out." Lucas signed with a broken heart. But the moment he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, a fleet of Rolls-Royces stopped in front of him. An old butler bowed: "Young Master, the strict training period is over. Please come home and inherit the Empire." ... Three days later, at a billionaire's banquet. Lily looked at the man standing on the stage, being worshipped by kings and presidents. He looked exactly like her ex-husband. She knelt down, crying: "Lucas, I was wrong! Please take me back!" Lucas looked at her coldly, holding a beautiful CEO in his arms: "Who are you? Security, throw this crazy woman out."

s that not our loathsome son-in-law?" "I bet he is. That son of nobody still come back after stealing from us." "I sometimes feel pity for him... Did you hear that Johnson is not his son?" "Yep. I heard from madam Alice... Served him right, he believes he is part of us because one of us gave birth to a son for him." "One more year and we will be free of his pitiful face." "Did you think he will survive if we chased him out of the villa?" "No, he won't. He is so dependable on us and will commit suicide as soon as he left that gate." "I may have compassion on him and employ him as my driver." "You are too kind. I can't even employ him as my laundry man." "Hahaha!"

Everyone thought he was a useless son-in-law, a penniless man living off his wife’s family. For years, he endured the insults and the relentless scorn from his in-laws, especially his mother-in-law, who never missed a chance to humiliate him. “You’re nothing but a parasite,” she spat one day. “Leave my daughter at once! She deserves someone better.” And so he did… but not in the way anyone expected. Three days later, a convoy of luxury cars arrived at their doorstep. Security guards opened the door with military precision. Out stepped the same “useless” husband but now in a designer suit, wearing an air of command and confidence that silenced everyone. The truth had finally surfaced: he wasn’t just rich, he was the wealthiest man in the world, a hidden titan who had chosen a quiet life for reasons only he understood. The mother-in-law turned pale. “Please,” she begged, trembling. “Don’t leave my daughter. We didn’t know who you really were…” Too late. The tables have turned, and the man once ridiculed is now the one holding all the power. But he doesn’t seek revenge, only justice and respect.

In a shocking betrayal, Adam Hills, a decorated military officer, is murdered by his closest friends, Tom and Alex, who covet his newfound wealth and promotion. But fate intervenes, and Adam's soul is reborn into Eryndor Thorne, a 250-year-old elf in the mystical realm of Solaris, in the magical forest, Elysia. Reborn with dormant magic and haunted by fragmented memories, even though he's awaken a system, he was weak. Eryndor is cast out by his own kind. Angered and feeling betrayed, He sets out to acquire strength.. so as not to be trifled with ever again.. and how does he do that? By becoming the biggest man in the realm.. a powerhouse. But, will it be so easy? No. Will he be accepted? No. Will there be dangers? Absolutely. Will his death be certain? That we don't know yet. But we do know, is that there will be blood, massacre, betrayal, love, wars, and only those with strength shall survive.

Lord Dryk and all his followers were defeated centuries ago. Or so the white mages believed until the reincarnation of his very own mistress, Ramona and her campaign to resurrect the dark lord. Yet darkness could return without the promise of a savior. Wayne a mage born without the gift was shipped off to stay with his uncle Alard and his daughter Calley, another abomination to the line of magic, while his father goes off with the other mages to find the savior and bring an end to the campaign of Ramona. But in the rarest of times, when no one expected, Wayne’s gift awakened, not in the manner which everyone thought it would be, and no one sensed it except Alard, yet that wasn’t all, Calley also awakened the gift like every other mage in history attracting the eyes of both good and evil, forging the prophecy to take a form no one saw coming and with it, the beginning of a long-avoided war. *** “I am tired of waiting for saviors, Fifteen years they have searched and found nothing. My father risks his life on a prophecy that may be empty. And we sit here like sheep, praying some child will appear to save us.” “In the old tales, it was not only mages who broke Dyrk’s host at the Battle of Broken Chains. It was the swords of men, thousands of them held the line while the archmages sang their spells. Common steel bought the world its freedom when magic faltered. If this Ramona comes again, let her face more than spells. Let her face men who will not wait for miracles.” Alard studied him for a long moment, something unreadable moving behind his eyes. “And what would you have, nephew?” “Train me,” Wayne said.

'So this is how everything ends? no girlfriend, . But at least, I was able to watch that anime movie. If only recarnation if only I could live ". With that, his vision started to blur and he died. After leo died , he later got his wish, and was Recarnated into the dragon realm, a realm which is pron by war. "My lord! Are you alright. That attack might have really been effective than we expected ". ' My lord?. What does she mean by that title '. '... I'm I Recarnated?'. And in that process, he got Recarnated as a dragon lord, whith..... {Congratulations: Player has been Recarnated} ____________________ Current status: Fighting a loos fight Notice: You and your troops are fighting losing battle. Enemy: Dark serpent (A rank) Battle field: Dark field Dragon Lord's forces: Dragons : 5/15 {Level 30-45} Draconic swordmen: 50/150 (level 20-25) Draconic archers: 20/50 ( level 18-20 Draconic mages: 15/25 ( level 15-20) Draconic points: 500,000 Others: - Inventory -Your forces -Status window -Shops __________________ A system which would guide him, to become the most strongest dragon lord throughout his history. Follow leo-vortex journey of becoming the strongest of all

[ Intense full action, adventure, gore bloodshed, and may contain content inappropriate for children. ] "What if technology and systems as weapons of mass destruction?" 40XX, Oakenvale Metropolis State. Since his parents mysteriously disappeared, Seth's life has been chaotic. Seth Vonstein, who lives in the lower caste of Oakenvale State, can do nothing when his wealthy co-workers treat him like scum and abuse him inhumanely. They called Seth a state loser who deserves to die. Anger, disgust, and revenge. Seth only can hold without being able to resist. One day wakes up from his slumber when a mysterious phone warns him that the dangerous secret organization called the codex is after him. At first, Seth did not believe the contents of the mysterious phone and denied it. However, a mob of strangers in black suits comes to his apartment and fires everything. They hunt down Seth in a brutal way. ---------- [ Greetings, Vonstein. I've been searching and watching you all this time. Congratulation, your Assassination System is activated_ ] [ We have a list of the target for your execution_ ] [ Now, you have two choices – do you want to be a hunter as a hero or die to be hunted as a coward?_ ] ***

Warren made to speak but just then the MC got the stage, officially welcoming everyone to the gala. Just then Lady Williams joins them. Surprised couldn't describe what she felt seeing Warren at the gala. “What's he doing here?” She asked. “We’re just as shocked as you are grandma,” Troy said. “Don't stand close to us. I don’t want anyone thinking we are actually associated with a commoner like you,” Laurel said. Soon they were interrupted by the loud voice from the speaker. “...Please welcome on stage, the host of tonight's gala and newly appointed CEO of Sterling Heights, Warren Easton.” Loud cheers and applauses erupted immediately. Warren made his way to the front and stood until the noise died down. His eyes squarely on the Williams family. He watched as their faces switched from the looks of confusion to realisation to that of surprise. He had them where he wanted them. Bingo.

“So why are you so happy about twenty dollars?” Justin quickly brightened again. “Because now I have thirty-five dollars in total!” he said. “Okay…” Britney replied. Justin continued eagerly. “Remember how you kept talking about Delico Restaurant at school? You always said you wanted to taste their food.” There was another pause. “Yes… I remember,” Britney said slowly. Justin smiled. “So I was thinking… maybe tonight we could go there together.” “What about that?” she asked. Justin laughed softly. “I mean we could finally try it. Just the two of us.” But Britney suddenly interrupted him. “Justin,” she said politely, though her tone carried a hint of irritation.  “Do you really expect us to get dressed up and go to Delico Restaurant just to buy one plate of food and share it?” Justin blinked in confusion.

"Name's Andrew Lapis, bud. Just your run-of-the-mill guy coasting through a mundane existence. My family? As average as they come, all huddled under the drab roof of a cookie-cutter house. University? Yep, I'm there too, pulling down grades that'd make any 'ordinary' student proud. Except for Logic Reasoning. Turns out, I've got a knack for that—extraordinarily good, if you ask me. My nightly routine? Well, it's a real nail-biter. Me and my buddy, we hit up the same old coffee shop, play the same old card games. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no slouch when it comes to those cards. You could say I've got some pretty extraordinary skills up my sleeve. But here's the kicker—life was as dull as dishwater, or at least it used to be. That was until I stumbled upon certain people that turned my world from yawn-inducing ordinary to a whirlwind of the extraordinary. My reality? It flipped like a pancake on a hot griddle. Gone were the days of ordinary, replaced by a high-stakes world of dirty dealings and opulent casinos. So yeah, you could say my life went from poker nights to playing dirty, but in the swankiest casinos you ever did see."