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i took my own life expecting anime style reincarnation but little did I know the harsh truths about the gods and reincarnation process

Ghosts.. Demons.. Monsters.. are they real? You might've heard about them from movies and tv shows. Hell! you might've sensed them under the covers of your sheets. Scared, you might've reported this to your parents as a child who only dismisses this as a childish tantrum and told you that it was going to be alright. Told you to not be afraid.. However should you? Hell no! You should be afraid! because these monsters are not just a figment of your imagination.. they are real! Believe me, I know this because I hunt them down myself! I am Jason Chris.. A Mystique Hunter! . . I retain copyrights to the book cover

Akara, a boy who has a strong ambition to become the strongest aura master, meets his dull point. When opening the aura realm, he cannot condense his energy, not even one star of energy. The condensation of the aura realm that should be done by everyone, but not with him. Mockery and pitying glances, made Akara annoyed and even more determined. "To hell with talent, to hell with destiny! I will have the title of the strongest aura master no matter what! All of that is not because of talent, but with hard work and a mature strategy. You who are considered talented geniuses, I will make you unable to resist me! I will make my own destiny! Even if I have to fight against God, I will do it and I will surpass him!" Emotional words from a child, but not a mere bluff. They don't know who he really is. The person who is even feared by a God. The past and the future he can control easily. Then why is he in this world? Who is he really who is now only considered trash? The Dragon God Ruler, not only the leader of the Dragons, but also the Dragon Gods whose existence is feared in various universes.

Lee Sung is an orphan without a home or family, at the age of 5 he learned to kill and steal and grew up in a slum where aggression is common. But since that day it's not the same. Author : hey, i'm Celina i write this story because i love reading and write, this my third story so please help so this become decent. Thanks for Reading <3

Summary: This novel is about a boy named Kai who got mistreated from his Family because he was weak. In a world full of beast, Superpowers and Bloodline he had no powers. He was a normal human being with no Superpowers. He got treated as a loser and got bullied from his classmates and other people with superpowers. In this world every 16 year old child had to go to the military for 4 years to learn to control their powers. ____________________________________ Author notes I am righting this novel because I am bored so don't expect to much. But I am going to try to update every week. And if my English is bad I am sorry I am going to try better so please have Patience. Thank you for reading my novel ❤

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

You know exactly what I mean," she blurts, her voice filled with frustration. "I know you wanted a life of wealth, far from the wretched one you live and I wanted to offer you that if you had just taken my offer and back out" She spat. He feels a surge of anger rising within him, fueled by her accusations. "Shut up!" He snapped, his voice laced with bitterness. Yet he hurriedly forced a thin lipped smile. "You know Exactly what I'm saying is right.," she retorts, her orbs blazing with a mix of anger and disgust. "I will never be able to love you, Ares! You are undeserving of me! I deserve way much better than your crap!" she seethes with venom, her words laced with anger and disdain. He can't help but chuckle, unable to contain his amusement. "And you think I'd settle for a brat like you? You will never be enough for me," he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. ••• Ares, wrongly imprisoned for 3 years, seeks justice after being framed by a rich kid. A mysterious old man in jail teaches him martial arts and medicine. On release, Ares finds his mother blind and his father dead due to the rich kid's revenge. Ares vows to seek retribution.

After five years of a secret marriage, my wife, a cold and renowned chef, suddenly asked for a divorce. I smiled bitterly, left with nothing, and embarked on an extraordinary path, becoming an acclaimed automotive expert and a successful entrepreneur. Post-divorce, she regretted deeply after watching me, her former husband, dazzling and captivating countless hearts in the automotive world. She wished she hadn't acted rashly. Wanting to win me back, she even begged to visit my high-end car shop, hoping to reignite our old flame of love. "Honey, am I not captivating enough? Come back to me, please. I want to rebuild our life together." I frowned slightly, lips parting in a cold voice, "Madam, please restrain yourself. I am not your husband; so don't make such shameless claims. If you want to find fulfillment, please turn left and walk out the door to find whatever person you can." Once, you looked down on me and treated me like trash. Now, I stand at the peak of success, beyond your reach.

‎My wife died on a Tuesday. ‎ ‎By Friday, her family had sold my daughter. Not for money. For bloodline. Because I gave them a girl, and they wanted a son. ‎ ‎They took her. Changed her name.Then they called me nothing. Tarnished my name. ‎ ‎I lost my job. My home. My reputation. They made sure every door in the city slammed in my face. ‎ ‎So I went where the doors don't exist. ‎ ‎Underground. Illegal. A fighting ring where men die for cash and the winners earn something richer than money: fear. ‎ ‎One fight became ten. Ten became forty. My face is broken. My hands are scarred. But my daughter still calls another man "Dad." ‎ ‎That ends now. ‎ ‎They think I'm scum beneath their shoes. ‎ ‎I'm about to become the most ruthless man this city has ever seen. ‎ ‎