Human King

Mu Qiu jolted awake, the stench of decay filling his nostrils. He wasn't in his old apartment; he was sprawled on cracked asphalt, surrounded by the moans of the undead. He was reborn in the apocalypse. Worse, his body, dormant for two years, had mutated. He was a Corpse King, an apex predator with the power to devour and assimilate. Then, a voice echoed in his mind, clear and precise. [Congratulations, Host! You have successfully bound the Supreme World Sign-In System!] [You have arrived at your first sign-in location: Ravaged City Center. Reward: Holy Lord's Demonic Energy.] Mu Qiu stared at his clawed hands, the flesh pale and cold. A system? In this hellhole? [Next sign-in location: Mutated Zombie Hive. Estimated time: 12 hours.] [Daily Quest: Devour 100 Lesser Undead. Reward: Evolution Points.] [Status: Corpse King - Level 1. Evolution Points: 0. Demonic Energy: Acquired.] [Inventory: Empty.] He could see the information floating in his vision, like a translucent screen. The world was a nightmare, and survival as a human was impossible. But as a Corpse King with a system? That was a different story. [Would you like to absorb the Holy Lord's Demonic Energy?] Mu Qiu's jaw clenched. Yes. [Absorption commencing...]

Sean was humiliated, insulted, and betrayed by his wife Emily and her family, who see Sean as a good-for-nothing son-in-law But little did they know that Sean will soon become a trillionaire, taking over the biggest organization in the country, possessing great power and authority And he will be back to exact revenge on them, with also the rise of an enemy plotting evil against Sean. Read as the story unfolds.

All of a sudden portals started showing up and spilling out two different kinds of creatures. Djinns and Prodigies. They didn't really care about humans, and looked at them like bugs. The achievements and technology that the humans made were taken apart by the Prodigy King. After that, humanity got to see a new world emerge from the ruins. It was eerie, this new place where the sun cast a red glow and rain fell as blood. Humans couldn’t figure out where the Prodigy King went. But they knew he had the power to bring back order. Under the rule of Djinns, human life meant nothing anymore — only strength did now.

An Introverted but brilliant person was forced to play a game he hates as a school project And when I say hate I mean Hate to the extent he cursed the game and its developers But the gods must hate him as he wakes up in a world he only saw through a screen He must survive and strive in this world of ancient powers And just before I forget "Your Majesty should I prepare the hall for the Grand Sect meeting in the afternoon" "........" "As is it you that is hosting it would be best to give them the lotus hall as a sign of good relation" "........" "Sect Leader...." "is there something not to your liking" "Sect Leader Sih.. " A SECT LEADER!!!

Getting backstabbed and betrayed, Angus is thrown over the rooftop by his own brother. When he thought his life probably ended, he finds himself reincarnated as Idris Beaufort who's not only weak, cursed but also severally sick. In this life, he vows to grow stronger, make those suffer who bullied him and his family, take what is supposed to be his and show the world who is the true King. Can someone as weak as Idris can overcome all the difficulties and rise to the top?

How far would a father go to save his sons? What lengths would he take? How big a sacrifice would he make just to amend a wrong he committed centuries ago and give his sons a chance at a normal life. The Seventh Son is about a man who cheated on his beloved on their wedding day and centuries later his sons are still paying for his one mistake. But then one day he decided to father a son that would match the curse bestowed on him, A son that his beloved would not dare touch. Would it work and put a stop to a centuries old curse or would it backfire and unleash a worse curse. Follow me on this journey of a lover that cursed her man to suffer for eternity.

A few reporters gathered at the carnival of a newly formed kingdom. They started asking the citizens a few questions about their new King. Reporter: What do you think about your new King? Person A: He is a crazy man. Person B: He is a... maniac. Person C: He is a family man. At once everyone around them looked at the Person C as if he had gone crazy. Person C cleared his throat: Well, what I heard is that he wouldn't go crazy until no one speaks a word against his babies. He loves them so much. Everyone thought for a whole two seconds and nodded their heads. Reporter: So, your King has babies? Can you tell us about them? What about your Queen? Person A: They are weird. She is too. Person B: They are... monsters. She is a... Tree. Person C: They are cute and adorable. She is too. Once again everyone around looked at the Person C as if he had gone crazy. He once again cleared his throat: Well, if you want to survive in this kingdom, even if you know what they are, you have to say that they are cute and adorable. Once again everyone nodded their heads after thinking for two seconds. The reporters are confused by their answers. A human and a tree gave birth to monsters? What are they talking about? After asking around for a while, they got the answer: The hate in their King's heart makes the Monster tree grow. At the end of the Carnival the reporters got another news. Person A and B were killed by their King while Person C got a reward from him. Reporters: He really is a Manic tyrant.

THE GOD OF THUNDER The night Egba Kingdom drowned in blood, a five-year-old crown prince vanished into the storm. Omoba Omogun Ogunwole, heir to the throne, watched his parents—King Oluwole and Queen Titilayo—betrayed and murdered by their own chiefs. Presumed dead, the child escaped into the mountains with a loyal servant, where fate answered his grief. For twenty years, Omogun trained under seven ancient spirits, learning not only the power of thunder, but the price of justice, humility, and restraint. When he returns to Egba Kingdom, his uncle—now a tyrant king—rules through fear and corruption. Hiding his identity, Omogun walks among his people as a nobody by day… and as the masked God of Thunder by night. As he punishes evil, protects the weak, and builds a secret army of ten thousand empowered warriors, enemies close in. Dark divination whispers his survival. Betrayers resurface. Love tests his heart when he is rejected for poverty—and later cherished for who he truly is. When the storm finally breaks, the truth will be revealed, crowns will fall, and justice will strike like lightning. In a world where power corrupts, can a man chosen by thunder remain human?

In a world where magic is king, being a regular human is dangerous. So dangerous that there are very few non-magical humans left, and they only survive with the protection of mages. Mages feel a mixture of pity and revulsion for these un-evolved humans, and call them Zombies, for, without magic, they are lifeless. Most zombies are resigned to their fate, happy to live and work in the shadows of the great mage cities and living simple lives. They keep to themselves to avoid the cruelty and prejudice of some mages, and count themselves lucky to be left alone. The world is filled with powerful magic, dark spirits, terrifying monsters and mages of great power. Zombies should be happy they get to live at all. This is the story of one Zombie who had enough, and, through a twist of fate, finds the means to become stronger.

Since The Fires of Alira one thousand five hundred years ago, dragons have lived separate from the other races in Midgar. They rarely make contact with others, unless in terms of conflict. Eleonora is the descendant of the dragon sovereign, and will one day assume the throne of the Perilous Horde herself. The horde, despite years of murky conflict, forges an alliance with the human kingdom of Samirya located in the northern region. It is no longer a matter of petty bickering. Now, with the eve of a Great War looming over them, both groups lives depend on a truce. As conflict thickens and land disputes grow increasingly more bitter, the chieftain of the Perilous Horde makes a final desperate move to unite the two worlds: the dragons will send an ambassador to protect the humans capital city of Mimmgar from the oncoming invasion. And who should be that ambassador be but Eleonora? Eleonora just hopes to complete that task quickly so she can return home, but soon finds that the humans are nothing like she expected. Forming an unforeseen connection with the human king, and becoming captivated by a young blacksmith, she begins to question everything she's ever known and learns that her homeland may have some terrible secrets of its own. Book one of A Dragon’s Legacy.