I Raised Cinderella Preciously

A hero must be compassionate, selfless and courageous. But that isn't all. Because a hero must also be powerful. In this world, power is everything. Strength decides who gets to save lives and who's left with community service. That’s why I was nothing — a rank 50 E-Class reject, skating through the streets, saving what little I could while the real heroes battled gods and monsters. Then one day, I died. Almost. Dragged into the abyss, I was given a second chance: the Forever Core. An armor that evolves. A system that never stops adapting. Every battle, every hit, every mistake, I come back stronger. Now, the monsters that once crushed me can’t kill me the same way twice. I must adapt. Evolve. I must grow stronger and fight harder. Because humanity is worth fighting for. Even if I have to burn every villain alive to prove it.

Five years ago, I was the "worthless" foster son who had taken the fall for a crime I never committed. I went to prison for my brother's future, thinking that my family would be there to care for my wife. I was wrong. While I rotted away in Blackgate Prison, my inheritance had been stolen: they had wiped off my existence and treated my wife as a slave. They thought I would die in there. But the fate had different plans. In the darkest cell, I met with a mysterious master. I did not just survive; I was reborn. I learned the Nine Heavens Medical Art and activated the Sovereign Martial Body. I healed warlords and crippled assassins in a single touch. Now the prison gates are open. I am no longer the submissive orphan. I am a Dragon King. To my foster family celebrating my misery: Prepare your coffins. To all those billionaires trying to touch my wife: Prepare to lose your hands. I will save lives with my left hand and destroy my enemies with my right hand. The King is out, and debts must be repaid in blood.

I was born a genius numbers, logic, strategy… all of it came easy. Everything around me felt painfully plain, predictable, and boring. Even the web novels I read were the same heroes driven by emotion, not reason. Pathetic. But that all changed the night my family was slaughtered by people who weren’t even from Earth. I watched my mother’s body hit the ground. I heard my sister cry my name one last time before she was beheaded And then they said it .. “Your bloodline has to be erased.” Then came the darkness. When I opened my eyes, a glowing figure stood before me a being that called itself a remnant. It offered me a deal: a system unlike any other. The Architect System. In exchange for freeing it one day, I would gain knowledge and the power to rebuild, reshape, and destroy. I don’t know what this new world is. I don’t care about fate, destiny, or prophecies .I sure as hell don't plan to be anyone's pawn. All I know is this I will find the ones who killed my family . Hell I would even rewrite destiny if I have to . And when I’m done with them, they’ll wish they were never born.

Other people don't know about me, and I don't even know who I am. Before, everything was so unfair, and I only got miserable things. When my father showed up, he told me everything. I was a rich man! Even very rich!

I left everything behind, when my father had wanted me to become the head of the dynasty. Every man would have wanted such power given to him to control the world. But, I wanted something different, something peaceful. Away from all noise, distractions and the place where I called home. I didn't just leave, I left with the woman after my heart. I really loved her and would marry her. None of this wealth, power, control matters to me, the reason I kept my family profile hidden from her. But, what happens when there was a zombie apocalypse and I had returned home, to take her with me to another city, but then…I caught her cheating, not with anyone else, if the case should be, but with my boss? That's the height of it. Even when I tried to confront her, she was not remorseful over her shameful actions, and my boss? He simply doesn't care about me, he threatened to fire me if I dared him. They mocked, ridiculed me and even left me with a zombie to kill me off. But, they don't know who I am!

My name is Peter, and I used to believe the Alliance’s propaganda. I wore their armor, commanded their elite Vanguard, and bled for a peace built on lies. Then, they ordered me to wipe out an entire colony of "discards" innocents whose only crime was resisting corporate rule. I refused. So they branded me a traitor, slaughtered my squad, and left me for dead in the freezing vacuum of deep space. But I didn't die. Now, I’m putting the armor back on. Not for glory, and not for the Alliance. I’ve hijacked their flagship prototype, rallied a crew of desperate rebels, and turned their own weapons against them. They think they can hunt me down, but they forgot one thing: they engineered me to be their ultimate weapon. They wanted a war. I'm going to give them an empire's execution.

The sincerity I gave to the woman I loved was in vain. Like everyone else, she saw me as an embarrassment and only wanted to take advantage of me. Until I know my true identity, they won't be able to do what they did before. I will repay them with everything I have without trying because I am greater than them.

"Your existence is a plague, Jin’er. But your marrow... that is a treasure." ​For eighteen years, Lin Jin was locked away, labeled a "Living Coffin." His body naturally emitted a corrosive poison that rotted everything he touched. He lived in agony, believing his family was searching for a cure. ​He was wrong. On the day he thought he would be saved, his father drove a hollow spike into his spine. The truth? He was never a son. He was livestock. A vessel raised solely to harvest his rare "Corrosion Marrow" to fuel his genius brother’s cultivation. ​Drained, betrayed, and left to die in a collapsing dungeon, Lin Jin heard a voice echo from the empty hollow of his bones. An ancient, forbidden entity that had been sleeping within him all along. ​[They stole your blood? Then take their lives. They broke your bones? Then crush their heavens.] ​The chains shattered. The poison didn't disappear—it evolved. Lin Jin rose from the ashes. He no longer cultivated Spirit Qi. He cultivated Ruin. ​Everyone thought he was trash. Until he turned their legendary swords into rust and their bodies into dust. ​When power corrodes the soul, survival becomes a choice.

Born into the most prestigious clan of sword masters, I was destined to become a legend. My father believed I would be his prodigy, training me relentlessly to awaken my Hakana — the power that defines a true master. My family had high expectations. My friends believed I would be the next mighty warrior. But everything shattered when my father was betrayed — murdered by his closest friend, who stole the power meant to be mine. Stripped of my birthright, cast aside as a nobody, I must now claw my way back from nothing. I will challenge the strongest masters, slay the demons in my path, and reclaim the power that was stolen from me. But as blood stains my hands and the darkness creeps into my soul, I must ask myself: Will I rise as the hero I was born to be? Or will I fall... and become the Demon Slayer I was never meant to be?

Harry Klein grew up as the disgrace of the Klein family—the bastard son of a daughter who ran away years ago. Raised like a servant and mocked by everyone, he endured endless humiliation while his relatives treated him as less than human. On the day of the Beast-Taming Awakening Ceremony, the family publicly disowns him. “Your mother ran away and left behind garbage,” his cousin John sneers. “Someone like you will probably awaken a cockroach.” The crowd laughs. Even Elder Margaret coldly declares that Harry no longer belongs to the Klein family. But when Harry touches the ancient summoning crystal, the sky erupts with blinding light. A terrifying figure descends beside him—an angel with dark, radiant wings and overwhelming power. Professor Walsh trembles in shock. The beast Harry awakened is not ordinary. It is a Forbidden Angel. The same relatives who mocked him moments ago stand frozen in disbelief. John stammers, “That’s impossible… Trash like him can’t control a forbidden beast!” For eighteen years, Harry endured their insults—especially the shame they placed on his runaway mother. Now, with the Forbidden Angel at his side, he vows to uncover the truth behind her disappearance. And when he does, the family that humiliated him will face the revenge of the bastard they cast aside.