First-Person POV

“How can I, beautiful Sarah, a fashion model, be in a relationship with a person like you who can't even walk well? Your face is all bruised, and your lips look so scary. You might look good but it's useless. You're worthless, you're poor. Your eyes have dark circles with swells, and your shape is… Rigid, just like a beggar. A perfect person like me will never accept a relationship with you. So never call me your girlfriend; I feel insulted. You're not my class, Caspian.” Her heartless words were like bullets being shot at his heart. * Caspian, who had been betrayed by his girlfriend for being not only poor but also worthless, discovered An Almighty Dominant System while being bullied by his ex-girlfriend's new rich boyfriend. “Wait until I get stronger; I will make you regret it!” Nobody expected him to be the switched son of the country's richest man!!

In the year 2501, humanity was visited by the first extraterrestrial life form, at first we were all excited for the possibilities that could be achieved if we can share and learn from them. But they did not come to make friends, we are merely pests they have to clean up to claim the earth their new home. My name is Astra and I am one of the only six survivors from Chrome city, we are currently hiding in the inner bunker under the chrome shelter, we are slowly depleting out our food and water supplies and we wont last another month down here. If you are hearing this, please move to the nearest shelter and lock the gates, the monsters are everywhere, they come in like a flood and kill everything in their path. Staying in a bunker may sound like the wrong thing to do, but it is your best chance of survival because all that is left on the surface was our greatest nightmare, horror and death". Now face to face with the aliens attacking and destroying us, how will humanity react when we find out that our alien invaders are in fact humans? Follow the story to find out

The world is a machine built on a lie. Ethan is the bug that will break it. In the vertical city of The Hollows, your rank determines your right to breathe. While the elite live in eternal sunlight, Ethan Cole survives on the "scraps" of the lightless slums, a low-level clerk who just wants to stay invisible. Then the sky cracks. As the "System" initializes, the world turns into a lethal game. While everyone around him is granted the power of heroes and gods, Ethan is branded with a glitch: [Class: ERROR - CIVILIAN]. He’s supposed to be the first to die. But Ethan sees what the "Heroes" can't. He doesn't see monsters; he sees flickering code. He doesn't see magic; he sees unoptimized hitboxes. To the world, he is a nobody. To the System, he is a virus with Administrator access. Now, Ethan must climb the layers of the city he once feared, "deleting" the digital gods that treat humanity like fuel. He isn't here to play the game. He’s here to rewrite the rules. He’s not a hero. He’s the patch the world didn't see coming

Once a powerful Mage in the world of Aqealer... but because of his own obsession's on traversing through world to world. He ended up being dead in his attempt but somehow was reincarnated as a ring in another world. Which make him happy but without his original body? Would he become weak or as powerful as before.

My name is Peter, and I used to believe the Alliance’s propaganda. I wore their armor, commanded their elite Vanguard, and bled for a peace built on lies. Then, they ordered me to wipe out an entire colony of "discards" innocents whose only crime was resisting corporate rule. I refused. So they branded me a traitor, slaughtered my squad, and left me for dead in the freezing vacuum of deep space. But I didn't die. Now, I’m putting the armor back on. Not for glory, and not for the Alliance. I’ve hijacked their flagship prototype, rallied a crew of desperate rebels, and turned their own weapons against them. They think they can hunt me down, but they forgot one thing: they engineered me to be their ultimate weapon. They wanted a war. I'm going to give them an empire's execution.

Malrik was just another gutter thief in the rotting city of Drakemire, stealing to see another sunrise. But when he binds himself to a shard, a fragment of dead gods that whispers promises of power, survival becomes something far more dangerous. Hunted by zealots, mercenaries, and kings, Malrik must decide if he can resist the shard’s voice… or if he’ll become the very monster the world fears.

After a mysterious woman gives Bryan the boot from his reality, he finds himself in a bit of a predicament: Graduate from Chromaryn Academy or face execution. To make it to graduation and keep his head, he will need to grow stronger with his magic and form a team to help him overcome any obstacle. Strangely enough, except for Bryan, only women join his team... According to him, this is a byproduct of “calculated luck”… Whatever that means…

What would you do if your world collapsed and you had less than an hour to choose a suitable role that would allow you to survive? Would you give in to despair? Paul choose to fight for survival, now he has to face off against predatory animals, monsters, and even the land itself all modified by the Mana System. Eventually, he will have to face off against a foe even deadlier than the rest. Humans!

Dominic Haugland got zero. Zilch. His stepmother made sure she seized every bit of his father's legacy after the funeral. But as Dominic stepped off the property, a phone call changed everything. His father’s lawyer revealed a hidden trust, a stash of wealth that dwarfed what the world knew about. A cold smile spread across Dominic’s face. His gold-digging stepmother thought she’d won, but she’d really only settled for the scraps.

Born and bred in the heart of Dansoman, Tero Mandem never had a silver spoon—just street smarts, scars, and survival. Abandoned by his father and raised by a market woman mother, Tero grew up in the cracks of Accra’s toughest corners: Lapaz, Mataheko, and the deep ends of Dancity. By seventeen, he had made his name feared. By twenty-one, he was leading a gang, living fast, and chasing fame through music, money, and madness. With his boys — Problem, O Don, O Von, Lovelone, and Biggie — they ran the blocks like kings without crowns. Studio by day, street by night, they were untouchable. Tero’s voice carried weight both on mic and in chaos. But the life came with a price — blood, betrayal, broken trust, and brushes with death. Fame wasn’t enough. The cheers grew quieter. The shadows got louder. When the streets turned cold and everything he built started falling apart, a moment came — in a police cell, heart racing, blood on his hands — where Tero saw more than the mess. He saw a man he didn’t recognize. And then, through an encounter he never expected, he found light. TERO MANDEM is a story of grime and grace. It’s the journey of a young Ghanaian man torn between power and purpose, sin and salvation, chaos and Christ. From backstreets to backstabbing, from betrayal to the Bible, Tero’s transformation is raw, real, and revolutionary. This isn’t just a gang story. It’s a redemption anthem. And when the street speaks, it speaks through scars — but also through the healing that follows.