I Won't Accept Your Regrets

An ambulance finally arrived, taking Rylan to the hospital. “Let’s follow them, we need to make sure the boy is fine.” Mr. Brian said to his driver. “How about your son?” The driver asked. “Follow the ambulance.” He responded immediately, getting into his car. “If this young man stays alive, I will give him a new life. “A new life? That’s not going to be possible. Your rivals already know your son, you won’t be able to win with your son dead.” What happens next? The wealthiest man gives his son's identity to a stranger; a young man who tried committing suicide due to betrayal from his girlfriend, family and friends.

Ever wondered why isekai protagonists always wake up comfortably in bed, complete with their predecessor's memories and a tearful sister/maid at their side? Well, our hero isn't so lucky. No convenient memory inheritance. No peaceful awakening. No helpful NPC guide. Instead, Kyle opens his eyes to find himself bound and at the mercy of a ruthless sorceress wielding a whip, demanding answers he doesn't have. Zero tutorial, straight to the boss fight. "Talk! Or else…" "Lady, I don't even know who I am!" Trapped in a medieval fantasy world where magic is heresy and the Church hunts practitioners without mercy, Kyle must navigate political intrigue, dodge religious persecution, and somehow survive the schemes of a dangerous sorceress - all while armed with nothing but his wits and a mysteriously acquired AI companion with a talent for unhelpful commentary. Welcome to a fantasy world where: Your enemies are smarter than you Your allies might kill you tomorrow The Church wants you dead And your snarky AI buddy won't stop critiquing your life choices

“How dare you lay your hands on my mother. Have you gone mad?" Adolphus quickly stepped in to defend his mother, holding the sobbing woman tightly into his strong arms. Tilting his head to look at Doris, he spoke to her in a low voice. “Mom, is this really necessary? You can always quit this job and not let them treat you like this." Adolphus was speaking like he had it better in his work places. *** Adolphus's mother was bullied by the people she works for and when he interfered, he got his own share of the bullying. He was framed and arrested by the new boyfriend of the woman he loved. Fortunately for him, he discovered a long secret that had been kept from him. He was the abandoned son of the richest man in Boston who now wanted him to take his place as a McAllen. Now, he was out to make everyone that looked down on him pay dearly.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

"Gale Warm, what the Warm family owes me is for you to pay!" Shawn Wood threw Gale Warm into a mental hospital, tortured and humiliated. Two years later, he married her. "Don't be delusional, you are just here to atone for your family sins." He hated her, and only wanted to bully her.Gale Warm endured it while searching for the truth, and proved her family's innocence. Later, Gale Warm threw the evidence on Shawn Wood's face. "I never owed you." Later, Shawn  Wood turned pale overnight. He whispered in her ear day and night. "Gale, don't leave me. Otherwise, I won’t be able to live..." "Shawn Wood, how dare you threaten me!" "How dare I? You wouldn’t want our children to have no father, would you?"

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."

Miguel's hand crept to his face in shock. "Did you just slap me?" he asked Annabelle. Shock was written all over his face. Nothing like this had ever happened. Annabelle folded her arms across her chest and stared back at him without any sign of remorse. "I would do it again if you don't learn to accept your place," she told him coldly. "My... place?" Miguel said. He would be angry that she hit him in the face, but at that point he hadn't fully understood what was happening. Just then, Mrs. Adolfo stepped forward to stand in front of him, just beside her daughter, Annabelle. "Enough of your ranting," she said to  Miguel. "Ranting is all you can do. While your mates are out there making money, you are ignorant of everything else."

For years, Raka Nugroho endured humiliation as the "worthless" son-in-law of the Santoso family. Mocked by his wife, Nadine, and despised by his domineering mother-in-law, Rini, he was nothing more than an embarrassment—a man who would never measure up. But what no one knew was the truth. Raka is the hidden heir of the Pratama Group, one of Southeast Asia’s most powerful conglomerates. His grandfather, Pratama Wijaya, kept him in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to reclaim his legacy. That moment arrives at a high-profile family gathering. As the Santoso family schemes to replace him with the arrogant businessman Reza Mahardika, a respected board member of the Pratama Group shocks the room—bowing before Raka and addressing him with a title that changes everything. In an instant, the man they mocked is revealed as the true heir to a business empire. Now, Raka is done playing the fool. With power in his hands, he takes control of the Pratama Group, shaking the business world and forcing those who once scorned him to reconsider their place.His transformation leaves Nadine confused and intrigued—her internal conflict about Raka’s rise adds depth beyond just a "wife who regrets her choices." Not only the Santoso family, but everyone who mocked him—including Reza Mahardika—will have to face the consequences of underestimating him.

What comes after death? HE was ready to accept that he had lived a meaningless life as a sworn sword to another.... for another. HE was ready to accept that his life, which fell apart in the blink of an eye, and led him to tread through countless battlefields as a common footsoldier of no renown, was his sole accolade as he passed on. That was all there was to it. However... Death isn't the end. There is no time to rest. Another life awaits, and you have the privilege of choosing what you will be when you are reborn. But you work for it. You toil. You prove your worth. Whether the end goal is to become a Devil, an Angel, a Young Master, a Hero, a Giant, or a god. You bleed for it, in 'Prospect For Reincarnation'! --- Hello there! I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun!