I Shall Cuck Everyone

“You’re nothing but a worthless piece of shit Ethan, nothing good will ever come out of you!” “I can’t believe my sister married you. You belong to the streets. You belong with the trash!” “You’re a fool! A nobody. An idiot!” Ethan White was the live in son-in-law of the Rogers family, whom everyone loathed. He was scorned upon, despised and forced to do irritating jobs just to make ends meet. However, fate played a strange role in his destiny, and he soon discovered that he’s the heir to a multi-billion dollar corporation. Vowing to make his enemies - most especially his in-laws pay, he decides to enact his revenge. In secret, he’s Mr White, the enigmatic CEO and anonymous billionaire, but in broad daylight he’s still the worthless son-in-law with nothing to his name. Still he swore to make them all pay. With their sweat and blood!

Nathan, a cleaner of the basketball court and a servant to the team members, who was treated like trash by everyone, betrayed by his girlfriend, and everyone found him disgusting. Just at the time he started to feel how unlucky he was, his father told him his real identity. Now, he's no longer the useless trash, he's a Trillionaire.

A 10th Standard boy, Aldwin Chartered, started to understand the rules of the society from an early age. At first, Aldwin did not understand why he did not have friends of all his peers, but he did not. But as time went on, he found out why he didn't have any friends. Why did everyone avoid Aldwin also his parents considered him as a burden and also beat him? He tried 767 times to commit suicide, but he never had the courage. Then one day he went to commit suicide 768 times and if he wanted to come back from there, he could return. He lost balance in seconds and fell down from the roof. At last, just 1 foot above falling to the ground with great force, he felt that the time of the whole world had stopped. At that time, a system appeared from a white smoke that he couldn't understand. Said Aldwin, " You are chosen by the system. Be happy, Aldwin. Because your wish will be fulfilled. I'll give you a chance to start your life again. But this time you do not have to bear the suffering of this world in this situation. You will get a new body and handsomeness. But that's not now. I give you 24 hours before I send you to another world. By this time tomorrow, you will die and be born into a new body in a new world. You can do whatever you want in these 24 hours. You can take revenge from whom you want to take revenge. After 24 hours of your death, I will come again before you again to the new world. What will Aldwin do? Will he really take revenge in these 24 hours from those for whom his path has become very difficult? What will happen in his new life?

Alex Waynee is the houseboy whom everyone despised and spat upon. His true identity as the only surviving heir to a powerful and influential family remains a secret and must remain a secret as he journeys to pay back in ten folds everyone who had disdained him and to find out the man behind the shadows who plotted to obliterate his entire family.

They also say that force rests in the flesh. That energy that travels along veins, pivoting a huge amount of him as a member of it is even of a more primeval nature. At night in the silver woods the moon will shed its light. Shadows will wildly flare, and deep from the sewers of frozen streets will be heard Kaiju making eerie violent noises like thunder blaring in the distance. To Farouk it has come: those scary rings in his ear as he sleeps, while he isn't being addressed. The flames of all elements slither around his fingertips. In his blood the water that engulfs him. The intense anger that chokes around his heart as earth rumbles. Gloria far ahead of the level of towers is seen by those, exactly at the place where eyes glow like stars and skin glistens. As a confidential asset, they have a Minecraft verse, with want for their power. The glorious Tournament of Kaiju is something that people with lofty status and blood have as a reason to betray their fellow man. It will be a great hurt to them because of this. This so-called sport is definitely not to be termed a game, but an occultic oath that slices through the globe. Plus, the image of Colonel Edeagwu is portrayed by primeval spirits. This fact places a consultancy with old symbols and precious items while it's coerced with spectres of foreign nature. As the wheels are still progressing, the doors are yet to open. Flourishing bonds will break, when the words of the world shall rise, alongside when they'll die.

Stealing and running is all that Konnor knows. In the era where everyone basically has access to travel to the moon, Konnor has made himself infamous with his deeds. Stealing cash and gold from the local banks, done that. Breaking into people’s houses, of course. But behind the cold facade, lies a secret. A secret to unravel. A secret which would determine the lives of everyone on Earth.

"Well, how about this? You come back, and I announce you as the only heir to take over the family business. Deal?" A deal? Why not? He was his father’s real legitimate son after all! Griffin was just a bastard of a mistress who married his father after his mother died in an accident. Was it not for Griffin and that mistress, he wouldn’t have undergone so much injustice. "Deal!" said Greg briefly. He had no intention of refusing now. *** Being mistreated by his own family, Greg chooses to walk away and marry the love of his life, only to get another disappointment. Feeling both angry and devastated, Greg starts to believe that there’s no such thing as free love and decides to change his perspective. From now on, he would no longer be Greg, who was only seeking a better life, but he would become Greg, who everyone would bow their heads to.

Warren made to speak but just then the MC got the stage, officially welcoming everyone to the gala. Just then Lady Williams joins them. Surprised couldn't describe what she felt seeing Warren at the gala. “What's he doing here?” She asked. “We’re just as shocked as you are grandma,” Troy said. “Don't stand close to us. I don’t want anyone thinking we are actually associated with a commoner like you,” Laurel said. Soon they were interrupted by the loud voice from the speaker. “...Please welcome on stage, the host of tonight's gala and newly appointed CEO of Sterling Heights, Warren Easton.” Loud cheers and applauses erupted immediately. Warren made his way to the front and stood until the noise died down. His eyes squarely on the Williams family. He watched as their faces switched from the looks of confusion to realisation to that of surprise. He had them where he wanted them. Bingo.

Benjamin, a poor and struggling orphan, the butt of everyone's joke in the society. Benjamin met his low when his girlfriend betrayed him to be with the richest guy on campus. Faced with humiliation and the risk of losing his education, Benjamin encountered a strange revelation that changed his life. He is Benjamin Whiteridge, the sole heir to the Whiteridge empire. Now everyone must bow to him.

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."