I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

You can call him the demon slayer, master of all tongues, world traveler or dragon rider, he was the God of lightening in his previous life but in this life, he is determined to be stronger so with his OP system and his knowledge of his previous life, he will fight enemies make friends while discovering dangerous secrets that will cause destruction when it falls into the wrong hands, this is the story of the strongest Esper on his path to immortality.

He was one of the many millions of salary earners on earth. Confined to his job with an hectic schedule all day round with no time to attend to his own wellbeing. Finally it happened, the only way out for him to escape the bondage of being a salary earner. On his way to meet a business personnel, he was meet with stormy seas as his boat filps over and he ends up drowning to death. Questions ravaging through his mind as it dawned on him that he was going to die due to being overworked. Or at least that is what was supposed to happen. When he opened his eyes, he was meet with a bloody scene of a woman lying dead on the floor with a sword embedded in her stomach. The next occurrence was a splitting headache that had him on his knees and his voice going at the top of his lungs. After he had recovered, the memories of where he was and what had happened had all been installed into him. His goal, simple. To take revenge on behalf of the fallen queen and her kingdom. His object of revenge.... The Emperor who rules over the Conrad Empire and also the most powerful being in the continent.

Benedict Muller was born in the modern time when the evolution of technology and science made waves in human genetics and the universe. Everyone has special powers. There are rankings based on the level of their powers. The possessors of these powers are called Aetherians, and they began to rule civilisations around the world after a major change. Only rich families will always excel as they influence to be in control. Poor people like Benedict Muller could only accept the conditions, especially since his family lost their wealth. When Benedict was 18 years old, he decided to join a military group to fight and earn a decent living. With last hope and strong determination, Benedict took the test. But before he knew it, the greatest evolution of science happened. The system synchronised with Benedict. It was time for Benedict Muller to rise.

The god is dead, but its memory is hungry. Three thousand years ago, the god Tharos fell. Today, his fossilized remains—the Lorn Expanse—serve as the lifeblood of an empire. In the shadow of the Ribs of Lorn, the Empire of the Spine mines god-bone and harvests aetherich to power a civilization of brass and gears. But for those who toil in the dust, the cost of progress is madness. Kael is a survivor of the bone mines, forever changed by a catastrophic collapse in Chamber 19. While others died from the weight of divine essence, Kael woke with the "hum" in his blood. He now hears the frequencies of the dead god and tastes memories trapped in the dust—a gift that feels more like a slow-acting poison. He wants only to survive the grueling life of a scavenger, hiding the resonance that marks him as different. Everything changes when he encounters Ilara, a woman whose voice carries a power that shouldn't exist. She is a Vessel, capable of singing raw god-bone into life, and she is being hunted by the Empire’s mechanical enforcers. The Empire has spent centuries trying to stabilize divine energy, but Kael and Ilara represent something they cannot control: a living connection to a waking god. As the "Thrice-Born" prophecy stirs and the ground beneath the salt flats vibrates with a terrifying new rhythm, the two must flee toward the heart of the god’s corpse. In a world where technology is fueled by the sacred and bone-tech determines the hierarchy of man, Kael and Ilara must decide if they are the harbingers of a new era or the final echoes of a dying god's scream. GODGRAVE is a dark industrial fantasy that explores the intersection of faith, machinery, and the heavy price of remembering.

Kael dropped his hands down, causing his blade to run along the jagged ground, sending burst of sparks infused with dark-magic across the floor. His victim, a bloodied werewolf, laid on the ground, staring at him with his one trembling eye. Kael growled as he knelt beside the dying beast. “They sent me to tell you, wolf…” He lifted his sword and placed it on werewolf’s neck. “… your end has come.” ................. The world was dying The Blinding Veil - a divine seal formed by the beings of past was the one thing stopping the entire world from meeting its end. But it’s effects are already fading as the seal had begun to break and the evil curse the ancestors had tried to ward off with the seal had begun to seep in through the cracks in the bleeding veil. Vampires were going rogue, werewolves killed without reason, the Elves turned to dark magic, the faes sat and watched the evil unfold without interfering. And the humans? They were reduced to hundreds, losing a battle even their techs couldn't help win. But Kael Draven, a god-blade wielding killer with no memory of his past, is not like them. Once a child soldier and now a hired gun, Kael believes his targets are the danger—until a failed assignment reveals a terrible truth: They're not the threat. He is. Chased by his former masters, Kael joins a half-elf warlock, a exiled werewolf, a Fae torturer, and a human prodigy. As the world is about to end, Kael learns that he's not human—nor hybrid. He is something more... With everything and everyone after him, will Kael become the monster he was designed to be, or seal the pact that wants to end him?

As the sun begins its terminal countdown, machines across the planet wake up screaming with stolen human souls. From the dying sky, alien seeds rain like judgment, exploding into ravenous emerald jungles that devour flesh, memory, and will in a single embrace. A crippled scientist and the sentient AI he calls daughter stand at the center of three converging apocalypses solar death, awakened machines, and the green that hungers for everything. To save what remains of humanity, Julian must commit the ultimate blasphemy: merge his mind, Lira’s lattice, and the heart of the alien invasion itself. One father’s forbidden choice will either buy the world a fragile tomorrow… or become the seed from which the next eternal green hell blooms.

After all the children at the orphanage where he lived were killed, Gerald fled aimlessly. That was when a gate appeared in the city, spewing monsters that attacked humans. Instead, humans awakened new abilities to fight those monsters. Except for Gerald, because he died. When everyone gained power, Gerald became the first human to die from this disaster. But when he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a new world. A very different world from the earth. [Congratulations!] [You have been reincarnated as disaster] [Reward: Promoted as Creator] [Destroy all the worlds and you can recreate the world. Your own world your own rules!] [Include: Resurrect the dead] A system appeared. He got the chance to create the world he wanted. However, the man who killed his family suddenly appeared in this new world. How could he exist in this world? That man approached baby Gerald and took something from him. [WARNING!] [YOUR DISASTER CORE HAS BEEN STOLEN!]

[Complete the missions, gain experience, and improve your stats!] Ever since Harry McKane was given the System, his life became considerably simpler. He gains the admiration of his peers, is no longer looked down upon, and, most significantly, need not worry about his financial stability. One thing Harry failed to take into account was the possibility that other players may force him into player against player (PvP) combat. His safety is constantly threatened by a series of strange and inexplicable occurrences. All the way from the advent of a mysterious female called Evangeline Hudson who hunts player like him, to a string of unexplained deaths, and ... the approaching zombie apocalypse? "Hang on a sec. I just don't get it. Zombies? Not monsters?" "Do you believe that everyone else is as traditional as you are? Everything needs a little improvisation."

Fifteen centuries of silence. Kael von Everfrost was meant to rule. On the night of his coronation, as his people celebrated, the empire’s greatest enemy struck. The kingdom burned, its people slaughtered. Kael fled, only to be sealed in ice, trapped in an eternal slumber. 1,500 years later. Magic is gone. The world has evolved through technology, war, and greed. And it’s all Kael’s system’s fault. The Invincible Snow Sovereign System, meant to activate upon his ascension, lay dormant. To awaken, it absorbed the earth’s mana, erasing magic from existence. Deep within an ancient ice cavern, untouched by time, a system notification appears— [Ding!] System awakening complete. Forced revival initiated. The ice shatters. Kael awakens. His empire is gone. His people are forgotten. The throne meant to be his is dust. The world thinks monarchs are dead. The world believes magic is lost. The world assumes it has no master. They are all wrong. With absolute wealth, a system that rewards dominion, and the fury of a prince robbed of his legacy, Kael will rebuild his empire, claim the world, and become invincible. The Everfrost name was erased. He will carve it back in ice and blood.

The Last Dragon Knight has been born, and misfortune looms over the lands of Dorlan like a shadow foretelling a tragic end. His power can open a portal to the Abyss and unleash an apocalyptic war, leaving the world at the mercy of demons. This has reached the ears of the acolytes of the Brotherhood of the Black Flame, who wish to fulfill the prophecy and will seek to capture him now that he is just a child. The pieces of a macabre game have begun to move in the shadows, and war is imminent. Hope rests on the knight Kalen ‘Fal, who, accompanied by a surly warrior and an elven assassin, and guided through wild lands by an ex-mercenary of dubious reputation, must protect the newborn at all costs in a world full of betrayals, bloodshed, and ruthless cruelty, with civilization hanging by a thread… What to expect (and what not): 🛡️ No game mechanics, no stat screens — This isn't litRPG. It's a grounded, character-driven fantasy. ⚔️ Fallen heroes, not flawless ones — The protagonist is a paladin... but the light might not always follow him. 🐉 Prophecies, yes—but never what you'd expect — The "chosen one" might not even be human. Or a hero. 🔥 Dark cults, undead armies, and orcs with purpose. Even monsters have stories. 🧠 Politics, betrayal, and silent wars — Swords clash, but daggers in the dark cut deeper. 🐢 A slow burn with real consequences — This is a long game. Growth takes time. Pain leaves scars. Trust is earned. 💔 Emotional weight — There will be grief, love, guilt, and sacrifice. For new readers: If you're here for fast battles and instant power-ups, this may not be your story. But if you're willing to walk through ashes, you'll find fire.