I Will Change The Genre

"Twilight" a fictional character came from Role Playing Game called [Tales of the Legion Heroes] He was an overpowered mob character that can surpass the main character in the storyline. One day, Mr. Daisuke died officially on Earth and was reincarnated inside the body of 17 years old "Twilight" Because of an unhealthy lifestyle and bad habits like overworking his body by playing the game to pay the several million of debt from the loan shark. He was given a second chance by the God & Goddess of Asgard and summon to another world similar and at the same time different from the so-called Earth. [AETHER] 'A world that revolved around the main character!' 'If you are thinking that I was just a mob character who has no role in the storyline then you are wrong.' 'Even if I have no role in the storyline doesn't mean that I cannot surpass the main character or the protagonist.' 'I will use my profound knowledge and wisdom to clear the Impossible quest and mission.' 'I will hoard all artifacts and treasure that are found inside the dungeon.' 'I will climb the top step by step and reach the height that humankind never reached before.' 'Lastly, I will support the main character from the shadow and change their shitty ending that destroys this world.' 'I shall let the world know my name [Twilight] The Dominator, who will soon become the living legend of Nine World Realm.' 'Just hearing my name brings justice and order to the land while making enemies tremble in fear!' 'Twilight will annihilate all enemies before him!... mark as a true hero of Midgard.'

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 narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

Franklin's poisoned hands touched the wall, and immediately, the snake-like venom with which his hands decorated crawled up the walls. Tightening itself over the blocks, making the little crumbles gather on the forest floor, dying along with everything around it, Franklin watched as his poison worked on the walls. “Stop, this is unlike you. You can always change yourself,” said a voice that Franklin did not acknowledge at first. “You don't know me. I was born for domination and conquering.” He said as though he was trying to convince himself. “You are a giver of life. What gives you the right to think like that?” The female's voice was angry now. She emerged from the trees to stand before him. “I am a feeder of light, nothing more. I will conquer all who thought I was weak,” Franklin said, seething with anger now looking at who it was. “You think you're so bold, follow me and let's find out,” Lily said as she started running the opposite way. She aimed to let him come jolting out of his reverie, and if she tried all, then so be it. With a growling snarl, Franklin stopped forcing the walls to come down and took off after Lily. He had the mission to eliminate her once and for all.

Dante must enter a portal that takes him to a world in the middle of nowhere. He had been chosen by the parents of the bakery owner he had previously looted. Niflheim is a world filled with ice and snow. There Dante must fight according to the mission that will be given periodically by Nidhug. He was a mystical dragon who acted as a God in that world. The battle is like a game, where Nidhug is the holder of power and rules. 'Game of the Destiny' is a game that will decide the fate of every race in their home world. Game of the Destiny, held once every 500 years to fill Nidhug's boredom. Now it's Dante's turn to do it as the fire prince in this crazy game. Instead of following the game with resignation. Dante has another plans!

Michael Black is a kid who believes superheroes are nothing more than idiots. After his parents were killed in an attack, he loses hope in the concept of saving others. To him, power is meant for one's personal use only, and risking one's life for another, is nothing more than stupidity. Things however change for Michael when he watches his best friend die before him. His ideals change, and with his newly acquired powers, he swears to change the world, and become the greatest superhero alive.

I am just so weak right now but when the time is right, I will change the world. **** For sixteen years Rafael was haunted daily by this dream of being chained opposite a scary sculpture on the wall but yesterday a very pretty girl who was sure older than himself in real life visited him and the feeling of being with someone who could listen to him in that cold room for the first time made him feel better than living in a world where he was rejected and his views no longer matters. His ears picked up footsteps approaching and his wandering thoughts jolted back. When it became louder his heart began to beat now he could spend some more time with the beauty who visited him last night but his joy did not last long because instead of a slender looking lady with an endearing smile, a hoarse cough was heard and thereafter an evil looking plump man walked in. "For the first time I have met you awake." He laughed. "And it tracks since it will be rude if you are not informed before your are executed. Even though you are an anomaly your majesty, your mother was a queen so it is wise if you are atleast honored as a prince for the rest of your days!"

"You are a poor, good-for-nothing bastard. I regret ever meeting you." "You miserable fool. You are a disgrace to this family." "Fucking gold-digger, that's what you are." Robert Williams begins and ends his day with a constant reminder of how poor and worthless he was, from the bedroom with his wife to the living room with his in-laws to the street with strangers and even at work with his colleagues. Everyone gave him their piece of humiliation and embarrassment. But his life would change when his family heirloom reveals his true identity. Now Robert is the Trillionaire Heir of the Williams empire and he is out to punish those who looked down on him, and tasked with the responsibility of expanding his family's empire. Find out in his story, THE RETURN OF THE TRILLIONAIRE HEIR!

“I don’t even know why you're still here, the only reason why my daughter married you was so she could claim her grandfather's wealth,” his mother-in-law smirked. For 2 years, the God of war faced maltreatment in his in-law’s mansion. He had played the role of a dutiful husband, all while secretly working to change his brother's biometrics to his own. He was thrown divorce papers on a sunny day and with the divorce finalized. It was time to return to the billionaire life and revenge on those who wronged him but with dual identities. Two different men, different personalities and identities but one face. He will make his mother in law beg at his feet.

Basra wakes up in a world of opulence and danger, trapped inside the body of a minor villain destined to die. Haunted by a cryptic System and surrounded by powerful men who seem to see through his mask, he must fight to survive a repeating loop of betrayal. But as the truth of his existence unravels, Basra realizes he is not the hero or even the villain—he is merely a sacrifice waiting for a reset.