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BLURB: The new MMORPG game ‘Wisher's Death,’ with the adaptive technology of transporting the players into the game, has become the most played online game. Everybody, both old and young, wanted to play the game; thus, its popularity, as well as cost, went over the charts. These four teenagers, Eiden, Gabbie, Jason, and Derrick, poured their hearts and sweat to save enough money to play the game. But instead of getting transported into the game, they transmigrate to a whole new realm where mutated beasts and mythical creatures threaten the existence of humanity. With no hope of ever returning, Alas! They're awarded leveling-up systems. The Emperor has said “Whoever makes the Upper Ten rank and becomes a protector of Jingwu shall have their greatest wish granted from the goddess's wish orb,” Is this their ticket to returning home? What is the secret behind this wish orb? Can they endure and survive the plagues of this new world?

The origin of greed and the starter of war -money. The most important thing needed to cultivate -Money! Han Yichen an ordinary transmigrator in the world of cultivation filled with dangerous beings where one could die without strong backing or strength. Ding! This ordinary transmigrator was destined to be the richest cultivator... And maybe, just maybe, the strongest too.

Born into a cruel world where the strong are hailed as heroes, and the weak are branded as losers, Han Nian could only accept the harsh reality that his body was unable to cultivate like ordinary people. However, fortune stood by his side, turning him into someone powerful and invincible. What is a genius? All of them stand beneath his feet.

In a realm where cultivation determines destiny, Wu Tian is born broken—his dantian shattered, his meridians crippled, hidden away by his family as a shameful secret. Yet fate refuses to let him remain weak. From the ashes of despair, Wu Tian rises through trials of blood and fire, mastering forbidden techniques and earning the title of Immortal Hero. Across floating paradises, haunted labyrinths, and dragon‑ridden skies, Wu Tian battles demons, sect traitors, and the terrifying Lo Han Demons, whose strength fuses the resilience of Lo Han warriors with the savagery of beasts. Alongside allies like the enigmatic Zhang Long, the fiery Feng Huang, and dragons of legend, Wu Tian’s journey is one of relentless action, high‑stakes drama, and the eternal struggle between light and shadow. But victory comes at a cost. As Wu Tian ascends, a darker reflection of himself is born—an echo of his own cultivation, a shadow that learns, waits, and hungers. In this Eastern Fantasy epic, where heroes grow from weak to strong, the question is not whether Wu Tian can save his people, but whether he can save himself from the darkness within.

Ava Nove anos atrás eu fiz uma coisa horrível. Eu não me orgulho disso, mas tive a oportunidade de ter o cara que amei desde pequena e aproveitei. Anos depois, estou cansada de viver em um casamento sem amor. Quero libertar nós dois de um casamento que nunca deveria ter acontecido. Dizem que se você ama alguém… Você tem que dar liberdade.. Eu sei que ele nunca vai me amar e que nunca vou ser a pessoa da vida dele. Seu coração sempre vai ser dela e, apesar dos meus pecados, eu mereço ser amada. RowanNove anos atrás, eu estava tão apaixonado que não conseguia enxergar direito. Estraguei tudo quando cometi o pior erro da minha vida e, no processo, perdi o amor da minha vida. Eu sabia que tinha que assumir minha responsabilidade e foi o que fiz, com uma esposa que não queria. Com a mulher errada. Agora ela mais uma vez mudou minha vida, se divorciando de mim. Para complicar ainda mais as coisas, o amor da minha vida voltou à cidade. Agora, a única questão é: quem é a mulher certa? A garota por quem me apaixonei anos atrás? Ou minha ex-mulher, a mulher que eu nunca quis, mas tive que me casar?

Twenty years ago, nine heroes across the world fought the Monarch of Oblivion, a Godlike being who sought to erase humanity. Among them were Korea’s Han Seojin and Lee Mirae, one of the strongest of their generation. The Monarch fell, but his final words promised doom: “When the Monarch of Calamity returns, he will awaken the others. When peace blinds you… they will remind you of fear.” To the world, the heroes claimed victory and founded the World Hero School Competition, a global system said to train future defenders. In truth, it was a hidden plan created to find those capable of resisting the Monarchs when they ever rise again. Years later, their second child Han Jiwoo lives a quiet life in Seoul — unaware of his parents’ past or the secret buried within him. During his Awakening, his mana fractures the test crystal, revealing an impossible result: Dual-Class — Combat and Unknown. Unknown… the same signature as the Monarch of Oblivion's core but known to no one other than his parents and headmaster. Sent to Eclipse Academy, a once-glorious school now fallen from prestige, Jiwoo becomes the center of attention — admired, doubted, and watched. But when a fateful duel pushes him to the brink, his second power awakens, and within his consciousness, a forgotten voice speaks once more. Bound to the Monarch who once threatened humanity, Jiwoo must master the power that defies gods while forging his own path between light and void.

The devastating trauma succeeded in destroying and killing a person's identity, in order to survive the figure created a new figure who roams freely Samudera Wicaksana, suffering from acute mental disorders. Exiled by family and considered to be gone, it is very surprising to appear as Sammy, a night hooligan whose hobby is racing wildly, likes to change partners and make noise all over the place. The young man who has no purpose in life is finally slapped by the fact that a person's identity is similar to himself, finally he has an obsession, namely the wealth of the Wicaksana family. Ocean and Sammy are two different people or the same person? Well, like Sammy's retaliation against the people who destroyed and killed him?

“Do you know who he is?” Aria whispered, her voice trembling. Her father scoffed. “Some nouveau riche fool trying to play king.” The man across the table smiled calm, sharp, untouchable. The room fell silent when he spoke. “It’s been a while, Mr. Elston.” The older man froze. Aria’s glass slipped from her hand. The name echoed in her head like thunder. Mikael. He leaned back, eyes unreadable. “Last time we met, you called me a waste bin.” “M-Mikael…” she stammered, her face pale. “Mr. Dray,” corrected the host beside him—her father’s new business rival. “My son-in-law and the current CEO of ValenCore Holdings.” The silence cracked like glass. Mikael’s smile deepened, just enough to sting. “Don’t worry. I’m not here to rebuild anything for you.” He paused, letting the words sink in. “I’m just here to watch what’s left… fall apart.”

In a world where your fate is determined by the monster you bond with, seventeen-year-old Han Seojin is a nobody. Labeled cursed. Ignored by the system. Rejected by every creature he’s ever tried to summon. Until one mistake drops him into an unregistered dungeon before it stabilizes, and there, buried beneath the world, he touches a chained statue of a wolf. It bites back. Now bound to Fenrir, the apocalyptic beast of Norse myth, Seojin has unlocked a secret Role that should not exist — Bringer of the Apocalypse. His new companion is angry, divine, and very interested in finishing what Ragnarok started. Seojin didn’t ask for this. He doesn’t even want this much power. But the gods, the system, and the world itself are watching, and all of them are waiting to see whether he’ll destroy everything… …or tame the end of days.

His status as a disciple of Helma Tilcott, the only healer in the Lanshire Kingdom possessing the rare healing zhenqi, had brought Marc Belmont no advantage at all. From the start, few believed he could ever become her heir; no matter how diligently he tried to absorb her teachings or practice her skills, everything seemed to vanish from his mind as if it had never been there. Years of effort appeared to have been in vain, and Marc began to question if he was truly meant for this life. One day, a group of messengers arrived from the city of Cammont, their mocking words cutting through the air as they demanded he follow them. “I’m not interested,” Marc replied flatly, his voice devoid of the hesitation it once carried. “Ungrateful! Is this how you treat someone who raised you?” The messengers clenched their fists, anger burning in their eyes as they rushed toward him. Marc's lips curled into a confident smirk. “Those days are long gone. You clearly have no idea who you're dealing with.”