Gendre Intégré

The World of Evastania, that have fallen nearly to the hands of the Lord of the UnderHell and Chaos, The only last hope of the Evastanikan Nation, will be risen with the Forgotten Pages.

Rhys died on Terra Prime, only to wake in a room, face to face with the Arbiter of the Trial System. Chosen. Marked. Offered power beyond anything mortals should touch. Before he can question it, the Arbiter’s smile shifts. His class is forced. His future is locked. And an alert flashes: 《Warning: Your Terra Prime body is dead. Chosen safety life spent. One life remaining.》 Thrown into the Trials with a dying body, a predatory System, and a class built for assassination over glory, Rhys quickly learns the truth: The Arbiter doesn’t pick heroes. He picks weapons. In a cosmic game where the System lies, the Trials kill, and every “Chosen” is a disposable pawn, Rhys has only two choices: Obey the Arbiter… or become powerful enough to break him. Rhys’s Mark begins stacking hidden bonuses—letting him steal power meant for the Overlords themselves. In a world where mortals are cattle, he becomes the glitch the system can’t predict. To escape the Trials, he must outplay the Dominion, topple the Overlords, and rewrite the contract that enslaved Terra Prime. But to break the game, he has to become exactly what they fear: The ninth Overlord. The one who answers to no one. A dark progression fantasy filled with deadly Trials, evolving skills, hidden conspiracies, and a protagonist who refuses to stay a pawn. Because some Chosen rise to greatness But only one becomes the Overlord.

Shawn is a guy addicted to WorldBuilding Games. Then he found a game called Creator Sim. After he had almost played the game he slept off and woke up in the game world that he had almost played in real life and from then on he began his life as the creator of his game world. His adventures and watching of the lives, history of the mortals is what makes his job fun. But when he doesn't do any worldbuilding he lives his normal life with human beings and his family and friends.

Saving the world... by mistake. Theo Crumble just wanted to renew his ID and maybe grab a taco. Instead, he accidentally signs a government form that registers him as an Emergency-Class Hero—which wouldn’t be a big deal, except now he’s legally responsible for stopping apocalypses, hunting magical fugitives, and filling out form B-34 every time he punches a monster in the face. Welcome to the Department of Unintentional Heroics: a barely-functioning government agency held together by duct tape, magical bureaucracy, and pure denial. Alongside his “team”—a vampire afraid of blood, a goblin intern with an Excel addiction, and a talking briefcase with attitude—Theo must navigate magical crises, absurd paperwork, and coffee-fueled chaos, all while trying not to die (or get audited). Heroism was never part of the plan. Unfortunately, the universe didn’t get the memo.

Starting over once more, he has entered this “cycle of hell” in order to control his own fate. This time, in his second life, he ensured he would not die in vain again. The Archmage reincarnated into a new world where ancient magic is just a mere tale. Gather again his loyal servants! Restores his legendary abilities!! Even become the most respected hero! Mutants, Infected, wars between factions, radioactive areas, and even returning humans to their glory point is an almost impossible dream. Legend of Archmage in apocalypse world has begun.

The zombies are everywhere! Danny used to be a young high school boy with a simple life but not for long. His peaceful life took a drastic turnaround when he got his face burnt by a group of jealous schoolmates and transmigrated into a world recently rampaged with the outbreak of the ZOMBIE VIRUS. His skinny body was no longer skinny but was athletic and sexy. Danny knew that definitely, this wasn't his body– not his identity! Strangely, Danny finds all the people he knew from his reality in this new world but with different personalities and identities. Makes him wonder where he is and now, while surviving the apocalypse with other survivors— Danny wants to find himself. “I'm Danny and I want to find Danny...”

In a world where magic is measured, controlled, and bound to the very essence of life, Lucas awakens in a body that is not his own. Transplanted into the life of a prodigious mage, he must navigate the elite halls of Eldoria Academy, where every spell is a test, and every friend may conceal a secret. Under the watchful guidance of Elera, his childhood friend and a prodigy in her own right, Lucas begins to unravel the mysteries of Aether, the lifeblood of magic itself. Yet the deeper he delves into its secrets the tiers, the cores, and the forces that shape reality the heavier the responsibility grows. Beyond the academy, threads of intrigue tighten. Mira, a brilliant researcher, has crossed the line between discovery and danger, and the shadowy figures who orchestrated her disappearance are watching. Among them, the truth of Lucas’s existence is known, and their plans threaten to upend everything he believes about himself. As allies clash, secrets unravel, and the weight of Aether presses down, Lucas must confront a question no mage has ever faced: can a soul borrowed from another world wield power without losing itself? This is a tale of magic, identity, and the fragile line between destiny and choice.

The world is a jungle and only the strong survive. After being framed at work and fired on the spot for a crime he didn’t commit, Dorian is given the hard side of life yet again, but a near-death experience brings him to contact something some would refer to as a blessing and a curse. The unfair world grants him a system. One that holds endless potential if utilized well and exploited to it’s fullest potential. Dorian would have rejected it, but he’s tired of being just another player in someone else’s story, He wants to rise above. Will he be able to? Watch as Dorian surpasses expectations, and becomes the most remarkable, most awesome, and most desirable man in any space he occupies.

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Sophia’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Sophia! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed.

Alex Carter charged into burning buildings for a living, but nothing scorched deeper than watching his wife walk out of the smoke with another man—leaving him behind to die. One hospital room later, he learned the truth: the woman he had loved, protected, and nearly died for was holding another man’s hand, spending millions on his comfort while Alex bled alone. Divorce was quiet. His disappearance was silent. The world thought the firefighter vanished… But he was only rising. Nobody knew Alex was heir to a global financial dynasty worth more than nations—money measured not in millions, not in billions, but quintillions. When he came back, he came back wearing a crown no one saw coming. “Is that really you, Alex?” Lisa whispers when she sees him again—suited, powerful, surrounded by security and black cars. “No,” he answers, eyes cold as steel. “That man died in the fire. I’m just the king that climbed out of the ashes.” Now the woman who abandoned him kneels at the gates of his empire, the man she chose crumbling under the weight of Alex’s return. She left a firefighter. She will crawl before a Quintillionaire King.