Guardian Warrior Angel

Victor just wish to live his life in peace. However, life is just to cruel to him, as he live his life beaten and degrade all the time. At some point in his life, Victor will end up in the brink of death. As he reminisce the past, a voice out of nowhere spoke to him. "Who's there?" Victor yelled "You need not worry, I am a friend." The voice spoke much clearer and sounded like child. "Who are you?" He asked again. "I'm the Watcher…" "Watcher?" With the help of the Watcher, Victor will turn his life around. As he fulfil the wish of others, he'll discover secrets about his family which lead him no choice but to take action. Action in which a life may be at stake.

The pursuit of knowledge and the pursuit of happiness. That’s all Dream ever wanted. As he grew up though, his naivety vanished and he found that the world was nothing more than a prison that would allow neither of those things. However, after giving himself up to the endless abyss expecting to disappear, he found himself awoken in a new world! Magic, skills, science, technology, and the secrets of the universe within his reach. Dream found everything he ever needed and wanted. he would go on to unintentionally dominate the lands with his unprecedented ability to fuse the world of the arcane with the world of science.

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!

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.

A thousand years ago, the world was consumed by an apocalyptic catastrophe. A thousand feet tall Sword came from above and setttled on earth. The earth itself twisted under the weight of its power, and from the fallout emerged monstrous creatures born from radiation and chaos it brought. In the centuries that followed, humanity clawed its way back from the brink of extinction. Massive fortress cities now stand as bastions of survival, shielding the remnants of mankind from the horrors that lurk beyond their walls. Over time, a new power system emerged — one that allowed humans to awaken unique abilities at the age of sixteen. Some gained bloodline powers, inheriting ancient strengths. Others awakened elemental affinities, commanding fire, water, or lightning as extensions of their will. But when Aren Hunter faced his awakening ceremony, he awakened… nothing. No bloodline. No element. Instead, something entirely different stirred within him — a mysterious interface that called itself the Creation System. “You can create any technique you desire — as long as you have the points to pay for it.” It also granted him the ability to cultivate any technique placed within its slots. Now, armed with this strange and limitless power, Aren must forge his own path. Will he rise to protect his family and defend humanity against the darkness — or fade away as another forgotten name lost to time? --- System Interface: [Host: Aren Hunter] [Tier: Non-Awakened] [Slot 1: Inactive (0/100)] [Slot 2: Locked] [Slot 3: Locked] [Slot 4: Locked] [Slot 5: Locked] [Points: 0]

Waking up after a long time of slumber, little Cara looked around without a clue of her surrounding. All she could hear was the beeping sound annoying her ears. She looked around weakly, a lot of thoughts going on in her head. She closed her eyes shut trying to remember some certain things about her life. Her heart immediately skipped as she remembered a face. A very scary face. The face who actually murdered her parents.

They drained his blood. They broke his bones. They thought he would die forgotten. Thirteen-year-old David was never wanted. The son of a Universe Lord, he lived his life chasing a mother who never looked back until the day her token, his only hope, failed him. Ambushed by his own family, drained of every drop of blood, and left to crawl into a collapsing space crack, David’s last act was to throw away the symbol of his shattered dreams. But death was not the end. He fell into a forbidden realm where even True Gods fear to walk. There, submerged in the blood of a universe-shattering monster, his ruined body began to change. A mysterious bloodline awakened in his body. Darkness coiled around his heart. And a voice ancient, patient, waiting named him Successor of something he didn’t have knowledge. Now, David inherits a legacy that transcends the universe, he rises from a forsaken boy to a warrior whose potential could reshape stars, topple civilizations, and challenge the laws of reality themselves. But the universe is vast, cruel, and hungry. In a futuristic, magical cosmos where strength is the only language, David must navigate deadly trials, shadowy factions, and a war that has raged for a trillion years. Hunted by different people, watched by eyes he cannot yet see, and carrying blood that terrifies Universe Lord, he steps onto the intergalactic battlefield with one rule: trust no one. David’s journey will leave no star untouched and no enemy unforgiven. In a universe where the weak are devoured, David is no longer prey. He is the coming storm.

The world didn't end with a nuclear explosion or an alien attack, but with the "Great Silence." Blind monsters called The Sleepers emerged from the bowels of the earth, slaughtering anything that made a sound louder than a breath. Raka, a paranoid night-shift barista, is trapped in his cafe as a massacre unfolds. On the verge of death, a blue hologram appears on his retina. It's not a guardian angel, but the [Doomsday Streaming System]. This system has the personality of a "Toxic Netizen" who craves drama and is sarcastic, and uses Raka as an Avatar for the entertainment of an entity from another dimension. To survive, Raka discovers that caffeine is his power source. The stronger the coffee he drinks, the faster his heart beats, and the slower time passes in his eyes (Bullet Time). Raka becomes the fastest man on earth, but at a fatal risk: if his heart rate reaches 450 beats per minute, his heart will explode. Accompanied by Baginda (the fierce Mutant Swan and System's golden boy), Luna (the mute archer), and Dr. Vanya (the mad surgeon), Raka must run through this silent hell. He fights not only to survive, but to satisfy the "Audience" in exchange for points to upgrade his dying heart. This is a story about a man running against time, fighting monsters, and arguing with a supernatural admin in his head, towards a bitter but relieving finish line.

A young man, discovered by a human trafficking syndicate and about to be sold, turns out to be the chosen one, bestowed with the strongest artifact from the Realm of Dragons. However, behind this great blessing, the young man named Arya must undertake a tremendous task: defeating the demonic humans who seek to conquer Earth.

Tony Cross, a broken ex-soldier, wakes up to a system interface flashing before his eyes: [ System Activated ] [ Reality is now under your control. ] What starts as a gift quickly turns into a curse. Every use of the system rewrites his past, altering memories and erasing parts of his existence. Hunted by black ops forces and a shadowy organization known as The Overseers, Tony discovers the system was never meant to empower—only to control. To survive, he must outmaneuver Zero, a ruthless assassin who has mastered the system, and find Dr. Valeria Kane, the rogue scientist who knows its secrets. But as reality fractures around him, Tony faces an impossible truth: He is no longer just a man. He is becoming something else.