Humans Can Lick Too

Osama Hiro Khan is the main protagonist of Bimeathest, who rebelled against heaven's will to thwart the evil creator God plan, after finding out the truth that there were other aeons far superior to their maker who cloaked the universe in darkness by disguising it with false light. What was thought good was eventually evil, that humanity had long forgotten who they were as they render their powers to the one whom they worship. Bimeathest is based on a biblical story that gives the full details of how the fallen angels, accursed ones and demons spent their days on earth. Demons still roam free today as do the angels who are assigned to assist the humans in overcoming the evil plot of the demons. Bimeathest is also based on past, present and future events. It's a guide and a complete realistic story of the bible that is been translated to give us an insight on how the world works. The translation of Bimeathest simply reveals itself as to what is known as "I AM THE BEAST". This novel relates to the physical world itself and what is to come at the end time. Fully translated to better prepare humanity for the second coming, for Armageddon awaits once more which will decide the fate of all life and creation that ever existed and still is. The information given in Bimeathest is a resourceful means to help better humanity as well as to prepare for what is known as the end of the world. For details given are broken down for a better understanding, and hidden messages, encrypted text or decrypted text has been deciphered. Bimeathest at its best enlightens you to another level of great knowledge and empowerment.

The world witnessed a groundbreaking invention that shattered the boundaries of gaming as they knew it. The "DivePod X," a marvel innovation from ISRI, promised an unparalleled level of immersion. It was the pinnacle of technology, capable of transporting players into the Hyper Virtual Reality MMORPG known as Titan's Advent. For Luca Angeles, a former professional Esports player turned office worker, gaming had become a distant memory. The competitive world he once dominated had faded into the background of his life. But when a life-changing opportunity came knocking on his door, he found himself drawn back into the realm he had once thrived. The allure of a second reality, where the line between the tangible and the virtual blurred. In this land of ethereal magic, untold mysteries, thrilling adventures, and lurking dangers, players could become anything they desired. Humans, orcs, fairies, gnomes, and countless other races coexisted on a planet blessed by the supernatural. With powers beyond his wildest dreams, Luca embarked on a journey that surpassed their wildest imaginations. The lush landscapes of Ethoria unfolded before him. Towering mountains, shimmering lakes, and dense forests beckoned with their secrets, waiting to be discovered. However, as Luca delved deeper into this fantastical world, he soon realized that darkness lurked beneath the surface. Luca must defy the odds, his determination burning like a flame in his chest, refusing to let his lack of magical abilities define him. With unwavering resolve, Luca set out to prove that he could rise to the top of Titan's Advent, even without the gift of magic.

Due to too much suffering and humilation from his wife who even left him for being poor, Jerome cut his wrist wishing for the God of death to take him away, but then life seemed to have other plans for him. He woke up in a new room with a new identity. The useless Jerome was no more going to be poor, he was going to shock the world with his ruthlessness and lead companies like a big CEO. "I am Jerome, go and tell the Cambridge family who betrayed me that the game has just begun. "

Yu Inmoon known as the Demon Monarch. He hated evil person so much that he wipe them out. Unfortunately because he killed too many people even when they were wicked and deserve to be kill. His aura was full of death. And when he died he couldn't go to the after life. Only choice he had was to forver cage inside the void. Countless years had passed and something happened. Looked like he didn't need to stay inside that void anymore.

Harry Solomon thought his wedding day would finally prove his worth to his family. Instead, he stood alone at the altar while his bride rushed to his brother's hospital bedside. "Where the hell are you?" Mona's voice cut through the phone like ice. "Frank is in the hospital and you're nowhere to be found!" "I'm at the church! It's our wedding day, Mona!" Harry's voice cracked with desperation. "It's just a wedding—delaying it doesn't matter, but Frank's condition can't wait!" For twenty-four years, Harry had been the forgotten son—the one who disappeared as a child, the one who returned to find his place taken by his "perfect" brother Frank. Every achievement stolen, every relationship destroyed, every moment of happiness crushed under the weight of a family that never wanted him back. But when Frank's "dying wish" becomes marrying Harry's fiancée, and the family demands Harry sacrifice his very heart to save his brother, Harry discovers the ultimate betrayal: it's all been a lie. "You want my heart?" Harry's voice turned cold. "Don't you realize that would kill me too?" "Frank needs that heart more than you do," his father replied without hesitation. Bleeding out in a warehouse, abandoned by everyone he'd tried to love, Harry makes a desperate wish on a shooting star. When he wakes up six years in the past, he has one chance to rewrite his story—and this time, he's done being the family sacrifice. Sometimes the only way to save yourself is to lose everything.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

I wasn’t reborn pure. I wasn’t reborn righteous. I was reborn unfinished. In a fractured fantasy world where cultivation advances through Marital Arts, power is forged through soul-bonds—vows that can elevate partners together or enslave them forever. Strength is no longer solitary. Love, betrayal, and shared destiny decide who ascends. Aren Valen awakens as the weakest outer disciple of the Azure Pact, carrying memories that should have died with him. In a past life, he was the Dragon Sovereign, erased at the brink of ascension by those he trusted most. Now, his Dragon Core is shattered and sealed, immune to orthodox cultivation. It awakens only through bonds freely chosen—not forced, not stolen. As ancient Dragon Veins stir, cultivation laws begin to collapse. Sects fall overnight. Empires rise on corrupted Marital Arrays that chain partners instead of empowering them. Defying all doctrine, Aren unlocks the forbidden Dragon Marital Codex, a path where power is shared without submission. Each bond awakens a Dragon aspect—Wrath, Wisdom, Dominion, Mercy—at a cost paid in trust and blood. Fate draws powerful women into his orbit: a sword cultivator haunted by memories of loving a Dragon, a rogue spirit alchemist hungry for forbidden truth, a fallen imperial princess seeking control, and a beast-blood warrior torn between instinct and reason. They are allies, rivals, and potential betrayers. But the past has returned. Aren’s former betrayers have reincarnated too, now ruling the new era—and they intend to erase him again by turning his own bonds against him. The Dragon needed a harem. The world is about to learn why.

When death arrives, every soul must face judgment. In a chamber beyond time, Kaelen, the silent judge, weighs the truth of each life. Beside him stands Lyra, an attendant with a heart too gentle for the shadows, while above them looms Aurelius, the unseen master whose word is absolute. Each soul carries secrets of love, betrayal, guilt, or pride, and the mirror reveals all. As Kaelen delivers verdicts, cracks appear in his silence, and Lyra dares to question the cost of justice. But soon, their trials will uncover a truth far greater than any soul’s fate.

Transmigrated unknowingly, I found myself to be blessed by the goddess of luck, But Too bad. The luck didn’t last long... Shackled to the duties of a hero that is destined to be die in battle and.. Who gets his everything stolen by the ‘protagonist’ of the story… Is this my punishment, for asking the author to.. “ Please pity the Heroes!” As my blood boiled in anger, I decided. No matter the plot, no matter the reason If I live to see the next day, I will give the author such a gruesome death, even The Lord of Hell will shrivel up in fright. But first, I have to kill the Protagonist…

Enzo dressed as a waiter got into the private party that El Macho was rumored to be in. Enzo noticed that the place was heavily guarded with at least 3 guards at each corner wielding assault rifles. "No kidding, this place is a fortress." Marco communicated with Enzo through a wireless earphones. "Is not too late to back out." Marco added. "Oh brother. We have been through worst, we will pull this off, and we will go celebrate at that coffee shop. Eh what do you say?" Enzo responded. "Alright. It's game time." Marco made his move.