I Cultivate Passively

[🥉 #10 System in my real life 🥉 ]"I don't have any powers and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled back. He was going to freak out if he found himself in a situation where he couldn't help himself. He gazed at his hands. Then he started slowly. "This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going."

“You need to raise your standards and stop settling for garbage like him! If I have the chance, I'll toss him out of the family.” “If only you hadn't married a useless man like Hector, my real son-in-law would have actually done something.” Those were the words of his mother-in-law. She had always treated him like trash and threatened to throw him out of the house once she got the chance. Everyone belittled him, and even his wife was disappointed in him. Little did they know he was the son of a wealthy family. The moment he regained his power, his mother-in-law knelt in front of him. “Don’t leave my daughter, please. I was wrong.”

True Gods. Endless Divinities. Primordials. The Ancients. The Chaos. The Greater Chaos. The Infinite Realms. Heaven. Hell. The Abyss. Purgatory. The Overvoid. The Greater Worlds. The Origin World. The Prime Verse. The Past, Present, Future. Here. There. Everywhere. Nowhere. "Why is it that, I cannot find any place that I truly belong? And who, or what... exactly am I, as a Mystique?" Join our Enigma as he tries to find a place where he could belong, and fit in. While unveiling all the secrets and mysteries related to him, and his family. ** The cover page does not belong to me. Credit goes to the owner. Thank you~ **

Anger, hatred, sorrow, grief, despair. Who would have thought that my happy-go-lucky life would turn out like this within a day? My parents, dead. My family abandoned me. The world ostracized and treaded over me. The Goddess- cold, strong, and against me. And finally, my weak self, the only potential-less in the world of overwhelming Potential-bearers. Just one step and everything would be over... or so I thought. My Discord ID- Elixer_Yuu#5328 The credit for the cover goes to... I don't know who it is. Anyway, if you are the artist, contact me and I will give you the credit.

"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.

Being the Angel of death requires a lot of responsibility from Azrael. He was loved by his father but hated by his brother Black. Azrael did his job diligently until a faithful day when the forbidden happened. ︎︎︎︎ "Father, why did call for me?" "You dared to go against me and saved a child you never should have saved, Azrael. I trusted you and gave you my glory. How dare you disobey me?!" Azrael fell to his knees and begged his father. "I never meant to go against you, father. I just couldn't bear to take the child's soul away." "That child should never have been born, it will bring doom to the world. You have just saved the doom of the mortals and immortals! How will you pay for this you've brought upon us!" "I'm so sorry father, I will receive my punishment without complain. "In that case, You, Azreal are hereby sentenced to the wilderness of nothingness until my anger is appeased!" Azrael received his punishment for saving who he shouldn't have. He did what he shouldn't do as the angel of death. He interfered with the lives of mortals. But what he didn't know was the fact that there is a force behind why he did what he did. That force will destroy the whole world and the only person who can fight against it, is none other than Azrael (The Angel of death).

Adrian hurried to shake his head. “I swear I didn't do it! I would never hit Layla," He turned to his wife. "Tell him, Layla, tell the truth! Why are you even doing this to me?” Layla looked up with teary, mischievous eyes. "Officers, that bastard threatened to kill me if I kept on insisting that he sign the divorce papers," Her sobbing grew louder. "I'm tired of this abusive marriage. Adrian is a monster!” "Officers, what are you still doing when you should be arresting this murderer?!" Adrian froze immediately as his body recognized that voice. He turned around slowly to stare into the burning eyes of his long-lost brother, Ryan. What?! Ryan was back after all these years? Not only that, he had called the police on him? Great news or terrible news? ****** Adrian's once perfect life comes crashing down when Layla, the woman he loved and cherished so much orchestrated a lie to throw him into jail due to the return of her ex boyfriend, Ryan. After enduring abuses and maltreatment in jail, Adrian is set free on bail by his wealthy grandfather. Now he is the richest man in the country with a net worth of over ten trillion dollars. Would he let his enemies go scot-free or would he make them pay?

After dying during a failed buttocks enlargement, Jasmine who just won a contest as the most beautiful lady in the was reincarnated in the opposite of who she was in her formal life. As the ugliest baby on earth, Ugly-face must achieve his eartly target, or be send back to hell... What is Ugly-face babbling about?" Alicia asked as she make a face at me, pinch my left cheek and said, "you can smile as long as you like. I am not a fans of yours, and your smile can't change my mind." "Let's go and play with other children. His bizarre smiling is giving me chills," Betty announced, hissed and walked off. "Will you play with him for a while?" Alice asked Alicia. "No chance, buddy. I can't touch that thing with six feet long pole," Alicia answered back, peeked at my face and let out, "babies smiles are supposed to make someone to feel relaxed, but your smilling is giving us chills." Alicia left, and I was left alone with Alice who keeps smiling back at me. "Give me your hand, sweetheart," I mumbled as I stretched my right hand towards her. "Poor baby... He is lonely and want me to carry him." "Yes, Babe. Carry me up and plant a wet kiss on my lips."

"I want my body back! Sir Riccardo, I made a mistake and I'm ready to right the wrongs. It's too late, no one's going to listen to you or believe more so, it's all your doing;Enjoy my money Martinez! While I keep your body. ********************* Midlife crises is no ‘news’ a 54 year old billionaire Riccardo Ferdinand Deville was diagnosed of a rare cancerous disease and given one year to live by his doctor, accepting fate ; he decided to leave town and explore the world before his demise, he comes across a young man during his journey unexpectedly and the unexpected happens. Transmigration occurs between the two. How will both men survive in their new world?. Will both parties get their utmost desire? How will the soul swap affect their lives and family?. Whose idea was it and who benefitted the most from it? “Things are never as they seemed to be, sometimes you can accurately judge a book by its cover and sometimes you can’t”.

Becoming a son-in-law of the eminent Brown family, I was deemed the useless one, laughed at by all as a good-for-nothing. Three years on, with the trial overcome, wielding power over the world, possessing wealth beyond measure. Once helpless to spare you from humiliation's bitter draught, now returned a king, I shall see you revel in boundless fortune and glory...