Déesse De La Guerre

Eighteen-year-old Yukio Yoshino never stood out much. He was quiet, ordinary, the kind of kid people overlooked. But on one reckless whim, everything changed. On New Year’s Eve, he sat down at a casino table for the very first time and walked away with a fortune big enough to pull his struggling family out of poverty. With a grin and a lighter heart than he’d ever known, Yukio sent the winnings home and stepped into the crowded streets, thinking his luck had finally turned. It had, but not in the way he expected. A freak accident ended his life in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, Yukio found himself in a calm, endless white void. Waiting for him was Michibiki and Lord Fukui, the childish and maddeningly carefree God of Fortune. With a sheepish laugh, Fukui admitted the truth: Yukio only won because of borrowed divine luck… and the god had yanked it back by mistake, killing him in the process. Instead of an apology, Fukui offered Yukio a choice, fade away into a dull afterlife, or take a gamble on a second chance in Gaelora, a world of magic and monsters locked in a centuries-long war against demons. Yukio didn’t hesitate. Reborn in Gaelora with mastery over all six elements of magic and a strange, unpredictable skill of his own making, Yukio sets out to play the hand fate has dealt him. With Michibiki, an angelic guide who’s equal parts mentor and babysitter, he steps into a realm where every fight, every choice, and every spin of fortune could mean glory or ruin. For the first time in his life, Yukio isn’t just gambling for money. He’s gambling for the fate of a world and the odds have never been higher.

Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max’s mind swirled with confusion. “But… why didn’t I know? Why didn’t anyone tell me?” A flicker of pain crossed Reginald’s face. “There were… complicated reasons. When your parents passed away under tragic circumstances, it was decided that you should be raised away from the family, for your own safety. It was not an easy choice, but it was necessary.” Max’s heart twisted at the mention of his parents. He’d spent his end of the year

Devansh Magnus is a broke university student, a walking tragedy, and worst of all—the infamous "Leash Lover" of his department. He had spent his days chasing after Aranya Sen, worshiping the ground she walked on, doing anything to get her attention. But in the end, what did he get? She crushed him like an insect. Kicked him aside like a stray dog. And just when he thought life couldn’t get any worse—Ashen Graves nearly sent him to the afterlife. Now, standing in front of a vending machine with an empty stomach and emptier pockets, he dug around, hoping for a chump change. Nothing. Except for one single, 4ucking useless coin. He stared at it, cursing his pathetic existence. Then, out of nowhere—he just started laughing. The kind of laugh that wasn’t funny, that teetered between despair and insanity. "This is it? This is all my life amounts to? Hahaha... Fuck my life." And then—something insane happened. [Ding! Suitable Host Detected...] [Synchronizing Thoughts… The Host’s Personality Meets the Criteria for Fusion…] [Ding! Initiating Fusion…] [Ding! Fusion Complete.] [Counter-Love Wealth System Successfully Activated.] Devansh’s eyes widened as the information flooded his mind. '99 TRILLION' in wealth. More money than he could ever dream of. But there was a catch—he could only spend it on beauties. And if he successfully countered a love attack? He’d get back 10% of what he spent, plus extra rewards. For the first time in his miserable life, Devansh grinned. He had begged. He had suffered. He had been used and discarded. But not anymore. Now, he would bind those untouchable women and turn the game in his favor. He wasn’t chasing anymore. Now, they would come to him.

Rafael De Carlies was merely an ordinary soldier in the eyes of the Hurbret family, someone considered lowly and powerless. No one knew that behind his simple appearance, he was the heir to royal blood and a legendary sword master, possessing dark magical powers capable of subduing the demonic creatures that threatened the kingdom's borders. To fulfill his mentor’s last request, Rafael married Annette Hurbret—a woman who never truly loved him. For three years, Rafael secretly protected the Hurbret family from danger and built their wealth, hoping that one day he could have the family he dreamed of. However, his happiness was shattered when he discovered Annete’s betrayal with a marquess. Annette and her family scorn Rafael as a parasite and mercilessly divorce him. But they were unaware of one thing—the power that Rafael had restrained all this time to protect them. Now, hatred and darkness were Rafael’s loyal companions. As the magical protection he had provided disappeared, demonic creatures returned to destroy the Hurbret family, and Rafael vowed to repay all the betrayals they had inflicted.

What would you do, if you accidentally had a mighty entity that forcefully went inside your body and offered you immense power? In the City of Polo de Oro. Damion Yuson, a college student, accidentally met an unknown individual who gave him a satchel that a syndicate who was chasing him was looking for. From the satchel, Damion uncovered a parasitic creature with a red stone glowing that unexpectedly dove inside his body. He later was found by the Syndicate and was brought to an old construction site where he was tortured and was persuaded to admit where he hid the satchel they were looking for. When Damion was heavily tortured he was dragged into a realm which an entity called Nayhemsia owns! Inside the realm, the entity requested Damion for a blood contract that permits him to use Damion's physical body as his vessel to combat the syndicate. When Damion agrees with the contract, his physical body transforms into an amorphous flaming being and now was being used by the Nayhemsia! The Nayhemsia was an immense and mighty being that easily butchered the syndicate. However, a strong individual who calls himself a member of Hellhound meddled in the fight and killed one of Damion's opponents. The Hellhound intends to capture Nayhemsia from Damion. Will the Nayhemsia be able to defeat this Hellhound or he would fall against it and be captured?