Hellbound With You

You will regret it, if I live, I will reply to everything you do to me and my family. Remember my promise!

“Don't embarrass yourself. It’s not like this is new.” Carlos dropped the bag and with each step he took toward them, the years of loyalty, sacrifice and love burned to ashes in his chest. His fist clenched involuntarily. “You were my brother, Robert,” his breath weakened with pain while his eyes gleamed. “And you... I was planning to marry you, Andrea!” “You?” Andrea snapped with a scoff, wrapping a sheet around her. “You can’t even pay your rent on time. You’re a delivery boy, Carlos. A nobody." Framed by His best friend and lover, Alex is forged by the experience gotten from his betrayal and misfortune into discovering his true identity and rightful place as a Seclair heir. And to take revenge on all those who were behind his misfortune with the help of the system whose golden aim is to make him the grand master of the SOLO SYSTEM.

It sucks being a shut-in Neet. You play video games all day long, you have no real friends, you gained horrible weight and you're a hopeless virgin. Sooner before you know it, life gets really boring and lonely. Such was the life of Arthur. In his mid thirties, he realised his life lacked meaning. He was bored and wanted something new. That night he shut his eyes to sleep and never woke up. When he woke up, he found himself in a different world. In this world, there are no gods nor heroes. The demon King ruled the world with an iron fist. Without gods the world wouldn't function. Arthur gained the rarest system of all time—The godleveling system. His only goal is to level up to become a god but the demon King knows something that Arthur doesn't know.......

City. An oasis in the middle of a vast wasteland. Luxury, intelligence and high technology. Blood, poverty and vice. Can you be yourself, detective? Especially if you, detective, start digging through the dunghill and pulling out foul-smelling cases one by one. Especially - if your candidacy will be considered by those whom you do not want to notice with all your desire. Those who stand outside the vertical of power and violence.

"Oh my God! When last did you have a shower?! You reek!" He yelled pinching his nose to block out the smell. **** "Just go and die in a ditch or something!" **** "Exactly! Crawl back to whatever hole you came from!" **** "Of course not. I definitely don't know a dirty, poor delivery boy who slaves his ass off only to be paid little to nothing." **** "Oh! You idiot! You were meant to take it on the counter! Do I need to teach you everything like a child?!" **** He just wanted this world to end right here and right now. Enough was enough! When was he ever going to enjoy his life?! When?! He was miserable. He just wanted to die right now. Everyone hated Arthur Duderte, including the woman whom he thought loved him. Everyone turned their backs against him, until mother luck shone on him and he received news that he was the heir of the Duderte Empire... One of the biggest empires in the City. Now, he had the power to get revenge on those who had ridiculed him in the past.

What do you do when no one around you can be trusted? When the world turns its back on you? Can you fight them all—and win? I tried. And now… here I am. With two names. Weird, right? Ironic, even. But that’s my reality. Don’t ask how I got my name. You’ll find out soon enough. For now, just know this: I’m Gensei Haruto. The only human without a core. In a world where power defines your worth, I have nothing. No family. No hope. Not that hope matters—hope is a disease. But there's one thing I will protect, no matter what it takes. Even if it kills me. Even if I lose everything. I will grow stronger. No matter the cost.

"I'll rise above this, and you'll face the consequences of your actions," he declared, a silent promise to himself amidst the noisy laughter. “Now, you see that she was only using you all these time,” Jack said, and Sydney smiled slyly. Sydney's cold words cut through the air, echoing her heartless confession. "That's so true, I only used you to solve my Math problems. I would never want to kiss a guy drowning in unending poverty. This is not a fairy tale, where a princess gets to kiss a frog," Sydney declared, glancing down at the hole on the top of Micheal's shoe.

“Look at this cockroach!” Johnson sneered, pacing around Max like a predator sizing up his prey. “You think you can fight me? You’ve been scurrying in the dirt your whole life!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. “He’s about to get squashed!” someone shouted. “Yeah, show him who’s boss, Johnson!” another chimed in. Johnson flexed his arms dramatically, turning to the crowd. “This rat thinks he’s a lion now, huh?” he spat, pointing at Max. “But all I see is a mangy stray dog, begging for scraps!” The crowd whooped and hollered, eagerly anticipating the fight. “You’re nothing but a street mutt,” Johnson continued, his voice brimming with arrogance. “I’ve trained with the best, and you? You’ve been running from garbage collectors your whole life!” Max stepped forward, his gaze steady, though his heart raced. “You talk too much,” he muttered, squaring his shoulders. “Let’s just get this over with.” Max was dumped by his girlfriend, just because he was poor.But his life turned upside down when at police station, he gets to know that he is not a common man, but a trillionaire heir .

Once upon a time, I was as stupid as a dog. Wherever she went, I followed her, like a piece of chewing gum that could not be shaken off. I would eat shit and agree with her words. Everyone called me a "fool" and said that this was how my life would be, and how I would end. But when I finally woke up—— ...... "You said you were my wife but I do not deserve to be your husband? Oh, but look at your face! It's ugly to fit with mine even in a mere picture!" "Didn't you say you'd rather die than let me touch you? Now you're begging me, crying, wanting a son from me who looks like me—shouldn't you be dying instead?!" "Why is everyone saying I have been bullying? Sit back and watch, it's just the beginning." * * When the abandoned fool finally regained his memory, the whole world realized that they had offended the wrong person—they had to come begging for forgiveness. WHAT TO EXPECT: [o] In a nutshell, this is a Romance meets Indomitable Husband and The Heir... with a dash of Face slapping. [o] Progression Urban Story. No instantly showoff your wealth MC. [o] Much violence and romance elements. [o] Clever schemes, well detailed action, and in-depth character development and drama. [o] No system or magic

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.