End Of The Magic Era

In the darkest corners of Marseille, where hope sinks faster than a rusted anchor, an overdose should have been the end for Jean Valéry. But for this broken Navy veteran, death was only a doorway. He awoke with another soul burning within him—that of the Black Sea Alchemist, the failed guardian of Atlantis, whispering of ancient magic and the vengeance of the deep. Every corner of the Old Port is now his laboratory, every drop of polluted saltwater an ingredient for deadly potions and poisons. Fractured memories guide him, while a raw and dangerous alchemical power demands release. But Marseille is not only a haven for crime bosses. Deep within its murky waters, an ancient power has awakened, demanding accountability for the failures of his past reincarnations. To save the city, he must first seize it from the grip of the underworld. To atone for the sins of the past, he must become a monster in the present. This is not a story about the rise of a hero. This is a story of transmutation—how a broken man is melted down in the crucible of magic, malice, and destiny. The question isn't whether he will survive, but what he will become afterward: an unbeatable crime king, or a protector damned by the sea?

He, who was a great man and did right by everyone, have become nothing more than a washed-up nobody! “What happened!? Where did it all go wrong!?” he’d frequently ask himself, but arrived at the same conclusion, no matter how often he desperately sought a definite answer. He didn’t know! What he did know was that, right now, he was as broke as fu*k! Being the penniless man that he was, as he listlessly gazed into the sky, he contemplated what he could do to get out of his current situation. Even if not for himself, for the five children that were dependent on him. He needed money. He needed money to at least feed those who had the unfortunate luck of following him to his lowest point, even when knowing that his doom was set in stone. That's when he remembered something that was mentioned in the news earlier that day, “Genesis”, a VRMMORPG which created huge waves across the globe, whose story shifted and developed as the players affected the world itself. While that’s great and all, what really got his mind churning was how lucrative that game was and continued to be, as well as the possibilities it could provide him to help claw his way back up from his current circumstances. He, who only ever played games off his PC, decided to jump into the new world of magic and opportunity. But what he didn’t know was that the game would soon descend to reality!! *** Daily one-chapter update~ The cover image doesn't belong to me, leave a message if you want it removed.

"Harmony..." he fondly addressed "You disobeyed your master. Don't you think you deserve a punishment?" He asked, his breath gently fanned her lips Holding onto her waist, he turned her such that she was completely facing him. He moved closer to her lips in an attempt to kiss her but then moved an inch backward He repeated this action twice and could clearly see her misty eyes. Harmony knew he was in a way punishing her and surprisingly, she yearned for his kiss Seeing his lips moving closer to hers, she instinctively moved forward but instead of kissing her on the lips, he kissed her jaw His lips rubbing along he skin. And then his lips met hers, he licked her lips...savouring her patiently. With soft and gentle movement, he slid his tongue into her sweet mouth .... Harmony is a girl with a forgotten past. Unknowingly, she was a catalyst. Someone meant to cause nothing but destruction. She was driven by her mother and was found by a maid who worked in a mansion where girls were being recruited to other places Lord Darian was a Domineering Lord and a fearsome tyrant. His presence alone was an enigma, he scared people without even trying to lift a finger. His cruelty held no bounds. The most powerful Lord in whole of Zludac. He saw her in his dream She was his salvation...or so he thought He thought he was someone who didn't need to be saved until he saw her Two lost souls crossed, their fates locked Will she still be his beautiful maiden knowing she was not only his redemption but also his end?

"If you've any conscience left in you, you'll understand that you deserve this." The prison doors closed behind him with those final words. Ethan Carvendish was the true heir of the Carvendish family, yet his existence was treated as nothing more than a stain that needed to be erased. "You're nothing but a criminal!" His father discarded him without hesitation. "I regret giving birth to you. I wish Charlie was my biological son!" His mother chose an adopted son over her own flesh and blood. "Charlie is my only brother, not a disgusting parasite like you." His sister looked at him with nothing but disgust. "It's just three years in prison. Charlie is delicate, unlike you." The woman he loved stood beside his adopted brother, forged evidence, framed him, and watched silently as he was condemned for a crime he never committed. For three years, he rotted in prison for someone's crime, while they celebrated his fall. The prison did not break him, it awakened him. Now Ethan has returned, not as the discarded heir… But as the Shadow Tyrant. A name whispered in fear. A power no one can control. A ruler the elite world cannot defy. "Son… We were wrong." The parents who abandoned him now kneel before him. "Ethan, sister regrets everything… please come back…" The sister who once saw him as nothing but a disgrace now begging for his attention. "Ethan… please give me another chance…" The woman who once sent him to prison crawls to his feet. But the Ethan Carvendish they betrayed died behind those prison walls, the one who returned is coldhearted. As the world trembles before the Shadow Tyrant, only one question remains. Will Ethan Carvendish reclaim everything that was stolen from him… or will shadow tyrant destroy them all without mercy?

In the year 202X, a virtual game came into existence, sweeping all the records and crashing the server. It became history to sweep all the records in the world of creation. The developer of Virtual Survival Instinct, Alexander, and his whole team thought it was the breakthrough of their life and everything ahead was sunshine and rainbows. Until a strange incident started happening to people who were logging in to the game. People started getting lost in the virtual world, unable to come out. It was unusual, not typical of the system. After a series of investigations, it came to light that a bug had been planted in the game which was causing people to get stuck in there. To stop people from getting lost inside the virtual reality and to save the child Alex created with his own hands, he decided to enter in. " Congratulations, the host has entered the virtual instinct ". Ding! " New mission: The host is required to clear the bugs ". A person as new as Alexander in a world full of dangers and monsters, he lost his life in vain while saving the people from Sunray cave. He met Mike, a person who was scary yet kind by heart but got no time to spend time with him, and he died. But that wasn't the end, the second time he entered the game, he met Sharon and Charlie. Will he be able to sweep all the bugs and save his child? (Attention: The cover image isn't mine, it belongs to its rightful owner )

In this world, multiple Gods exist, and people worship them. Among those worshippers, some gain extraordinary powers beyond normal human capabilities. Our Journey begins in a cursed land, where agony and pain are part of everyday life. How will the power of the Gods break the curse that has plagued the land for thousands of years?

Ever wondered why isekai protagonists always wake up comfortably in bed, complete with their predecessor's memories and a tearful sister/maid at their side? Well, our hero isn't so lucky. No convenient memory inheritance. No peaceful awakening. No helpful NPC guide. Instead, Kyle opens his eyes to find himself bound and at the mercy of a ruthless sorceress wielding a whip, demanding answers he doesn't have. Zero tutorial, straight to the boss fight. "Talk! Or else…" "Lady, I don't even know who I am!" Trapped in a medieval fantasy world where magic is heresy and the Church hunts practitioners without mercy, Kyle must navigate political intrigue, dodge religious persecution, and somehow survive the schemes of a dangerous sorceress - all while armed with nothing but his wits and a mysteriously acquired AI companion with a talent for unhelpful commentary. Welcome to a fantasy world where: Your enemies are smarter than you Your allies might kill you tomorrow The Church wants you dead And your snarky AI buddy won't stop critiquing your life choices

At a very young age he realize… the world sucked. Being born into a system that pushes his own justification of Good and Evil, for those who are deemed special having the power to decide that. Him being one of those unfortunate cases had to choose to be either a tired hero or retired villain to find peace sure. Relaxation not so much, but wanting to be left alone he decide to go another route the path of the monster King, something so powerful so feared no side would dare bother him, after achieving his goal he was too slow you realize it wasn't what it was cracked up to be. Now living in constant stress what is three companions a slime the princess of the monsters from the former monster King, and a pet Frost Giants. Now undenounced see him he's a key part in keeping the balance of both sides that are about to enter the New Age of War, so now he finds himself fighting instead of going for that lazy forego life he so wanted.

For every MC that rises to the heavens, countless side characters bite the dust. This is a first-person anthology of the tragic stories of the mountains of corpses that lost their voices under the damage caused by the unfair tropes. "Molesting the cultivation world, one trope at a time."

Having a crazy continuous dream like a drama series during my childhood, I realize I’m in the body of a character named Airis Absalom, daughter of the Absalom duchy. She happens to be an introvert, respectful and beautiful lady, but she died a miserable death, killed by the heartless mad future emperor, Aiden Alexander Ambrose. Not only her death, but also Ardiane empire’s total downfall. In order for me to not meet the same end and prevent the disaster I’ve seen, I made a deal with the hero, Azher Alexander Ambrose, the 4th prince. I promised to make him the next emperor in return for him to sponsor my world travel – trying to find a way to return. Living in this dream-reality, will I be able to return and succeed in saving Ardiane?