In The Mind Of An Npc

He spent three years on his knees. He was never meant to be there. Three years ago, Kael woke up in an alley with no memories and no name. A wealthy family took him in, married him to the daughter they'd given up on, and turned him into their live-in servant—the one who apologizes when vases break and doesn't fight back when fists fly. Then something inside him starts to wake up. Hunters begin appearing. Beautiful, inhuman things that speak a name he doesn't recognize, and when they say it, something in him answers. Memories start bleeding through—memories of power, of judgment, of being something far more than human. Kael wasn't a nobody who lost his past. He was a god. The one who held other gods accountable. And when he got too close to their secrets, they ripped away his power, erased his mind, and buried him in a mortal body to suffer and forget. Now he's remembering. But every time he reaches for what he used to be, he loses a piece of the life he built here—his memories, his emotions, his connection to the wife who stayed. His brother, a god of war, is coming to finish the job. Seven days until he arrives. Kael can become what he was and lose everything human about himself, or stay who he is and die.

In the parking lot of Ifewood University, students were trickling in and out of the Mozambique hostel for female students.  James Keenan, a charismatic postgraduate student of business known as a "Campus Bad Boy," was infamous through his undergraduate days as a con man, sly, and a member of the university cult, The Eagles.  His piercing eyes rove up and down the road as he tries to select his pick for the night. The Eagles were throwing a party on the outskirts of town tonight.  Most students had returned home as school was officially on summer break.  James sat in Shane's car with Gabriel, Austin, and Shane, all members of the same cult, smoking, and each man nursing his own thoughts about the party tonight. Beatrice Kenan was coming back from the library, dressed in a simple yellow tank top, blue jeans, and denim canvas. Her bag was strapped to her shoulder, and her mind was in turmoil. She wondered, How on earth could she fail the simplest of her courses? Professor Bam must definitely be a certified bastard to have failed her. How is she ever going to pass this course without succumbing to his threats and advances? Just as she thought of picking up her phone from her bag to call her friend Yvonne, she came into James's vision. Who is she?  Definitely the one.  As far as James was concerned, the night was set for the Eagles. None of them could have imagined what destiny planned for the future, as love, betrayal, and deception set the pace in this love triangle.

They said he was broken. Born without magic. Chained at sixteen. Thrown from the sky like trash. But Kael Veyrin didn’t lack power. He had too much. In a world where floating cities rule the heavens and magic belongs only to “pure” bloodlines, Kael is a Hollowborn, someone society calls defective. During the Ascension Rite, his touch doesn’t awaken magic. It shatters it. And in doing so, he exposes a truth the world was never meant to remember. Magic was stolen.The system is a lie. And Kael is proof. Marked as a Reverter, hunted by the ruling Council, Kael discovers a forbidden ability: he can copy any spell, any power, and see magic as it was before bloodlines controlled it. But every spell costs him something far worse than pain. His identity. With every stolen ability, his mind fractures. чуж Voices bleed into his thoughts. His body changes. His humanity slips away, percentage by percentage. Now the city above wants him erased. The world below wants him dead. And the only person anchoring him to who he was is about to be executed as bait. He has one hour. A 0.03% chance of success. And a choice that will decide the fate of magic itself. Climb back to the sky… or lose himself becoming strong enough to burn it all down. Power can free the world. Or erase the boy who wields it.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

Three years after the Great Resonance shook the world, New York City has become a war zone. Skyscrapers have turned into monster-filled dungeons. Central Park has mutated into the Green Abyss. And the ancient bloodline families hidden for centuries now rule the city like ruthless kings. Kai Vance is a nobody. A broke bike courier with no pedigree, no power, and no future. Until the day a monster horde corners him and a calm, mechanical voice speaks in his mind: << Aura Ascendancy System initializing… >> Suddenly, Kai’s life is rewritten. The System grants him quests, perfect techniques, and refinement paths the elites spend years mastering. While noble heirs struggle to reach Level 11, Kai is being pushed toward the unimaginable Level 13. His rapid rise draws attention and danger. The Astors want to control him. The Guan Yu clan wants to recruit him. The Tammany underground wants him dead. And a dormant bloodline within him marked only as is awakening, one that terrifies even the oldest families. Worse, the monster attacks are becoming organized… almost intelligent. Earth itself seems to be evolving, and the noble families are ready to sacrifice the rest of humanity to survive. Armed with a System designed for the ordinary, Kai must master every refinement stage, rally the scattered System-Blessed, and fight through dungeons, beasts, and corrupt aristocrats to claim his destiny. From a nobody courier to the Demi-King of the city, Kai will rise and rewrite the fate of a reborn world.

Tom Burro was born with one eye clouded gray, the mark that cursed his life. His father called it an omen. His stepmother called him a monster. His only friend was Snowly, a mysterious white dog that seemed to understand everything he said. When Tom’s mother died under strange circumstances, he was abandoned and left to rot in a crumbling orphanage. His half-brother, Gabby Miles Burro, inherited everything, wealth, reputation, and the Burro name, and used it to make Tom’s life a private hell. But on the night Gabby nearly beat him to death, something awoke inside the “bad eye.” The world slowed. The air shimmered. And a voice whispered inside his mind: “The Spirit System of the Matriarchal Line has found its heir.” Suddenly, Tom could see opportunities: glowing threads that led to fortune, danger, or salvation. Every decision revealed invisible paths, the Spiritual Economy of reality itself. From scavenging junkyards to hacking fate, Tom begins climbing from the ashes. But with every gain, he feels someone watching him. The system’s power is evolving, and with it, ancient forces long buried are stirring. Gabby’s greed isn’t just human anymore. Something ancient has chosen him too… By the time Tom learns the truth, that his cursed eye isn’t just a gift but a key to a divine inheritance, he’ll already be trapped in a web of bloodlines, betrayal, and fate. And Snowly, his loyal companion, might not be a dog at all

"From powerless dropout to god-slayer—power demands sacrifice." Kael Thorne has spent his life as nothing in a world where magic is everything. Expelled from Argentum Academy, mocked by those born with power, invisible in a society that measures worth by magical ability alone. When his estranged grandmother dies, she leaves him a tarnished locket, he remembers her wearing obsessively, whispering to it like a confidante or a curse. Everything changes the night Kael opens the Locket. The locket grants him the impossible, the power to devour others' magical abilities and make them his own. For the first time, Kael tastes what he's been denied. But every theft leaves a trail, every stolen power whispers in his mind, and black veins crawl across his skin like corruption taking root. As the Mage Council hunts him and his victims demand vengeance, Kael uncovers a horrifying truth: his grandmother was the legendary Phantom Thief who massacred seventeen mages decades ago. The locket imprisons an ancient entity called the Devourer—and Kael was born powerless because it drained his magic in the womb, making him the perfect vessel. The entity is waking, fed by every ability Kael steals. He faces an impossible choice: destroy himself to stop it, or embrace what he's becoming. Kael chooses power. He absorbs the Devourer completely, transforming into something beyond human—a dark god who hunts the magical elite and reshapes the world in his image. The Council's gods had their reign. Now Kael will devour them all. In a world built on stolen power, he'll take everything.

Marcus Hale dreamed of becoming a hero. At ten, he played knight in the sunlit streets of Millbrook—until the demons came. When the Enforcers, elite magical warriors, chose to defend the capital instead of his village, Marcus lost everything: his parents, his home, and his faith in the world. Six years later, he enters Valorheart Academy as a Defender—the lowest rank in the magical caste system. Assigned to shield others while nobles chase glory, Marcus is mocked by instructors, denied access to advanced knowledge, and forced to accept that power is for the privileged. His only light is Isabella Rodriguez, a brilliant Mage and his first friend—maybe more. But even that is taken when Arthur Blackthorne, a powerful noble with eyes on both Isabella and the throne, maneuvers Marcus into disgrace. Stripped of allies and on the verge of expulsion, Marcus discovers a forgotten power buried beneath the academy—a living source of ancient magic that offers him what society never would: a choice. He fuses with it. Survives it. Becomes something no Defender was ever meant to be. With new abilities and a mind sharpened by betrayal, Marcus begins to reshape the academy from within, gathering outcasts and training them to challenge the system. He’s not just fighting for equality anymore—he’s building a revolution. But the deeper he delves into power, the more he risks becoming like the very tyrants he vowed to destroy. Love, loyalty, and vengeance collide as Marcus confronts the brutal truth: to create a new world, he may have to burn the old one down. He was born to defend a world that discarded him. Now, he will destroy it.

He, who was a great man and did right by everyone, have become nothing more than a washed-up nobody! “What happened!? Where did it all go wrong!?” he’d frequently ask himself, but arrived at the same conclusion, no matter how often he desperately sought a definite answer. He didn’t know! What he did know was that, right now, he was as broke as fu*k! Being the penniless man that he was, as he listlessly gazed into the sky, he contemplated what he could do to get out of his current situation. Even if not for himself, for the five children that were dependent on him. He needed money. He needed money to at least feed those who had the unfortunate luck of following him to his lowest point, even when knowing that his doom was set in stone. That's when he remembered something that was mentioned in the news earlier that day, “Genesis”, a VRMMORPG which created huge waves across the globe, whose story shifted and developed as the players affected the world itself. While that’s great and all, what really got his mind churning was how lucrative that game was and continued to be, as well as the possibilities it could provide him to help claw his way back up from his current circumstances. He, who only ever played games off his PC, decided to jump into the new world of magic and opportunity. But what he didn’t know was that the game would soon descend to reality!! *** Daily one-chapter update~ The cover image doesn't belong to me, leave a message if you want it removed.

Jay Elric is a broke misfit with a brilliant mind and a secret he can’t explain—he can hear people’s thoughts. As a cybersecurity student at Silverton Tech, Jay stays under the radar, spending his nights as a mysterious hacker known only as Mindfire. He exposes corrupt companies, reroutes dark money to shelters, and leaks secrets the world isn’t ready to see. No one knows who he really is—until someone does. After hacking into a fake charity linked to a growing drug ring, Jay receives a chilling message from a mysterious underground group: The Neural Rebellion. They know who he is. They’ve been watching him. And they want him on their side. When Jay lands a suspicious job at Virexon Corp—a powerful tech-security firm with clean labs and dirty secrets—he discovers the company is deeply involved in experimental drugs, human testing, and neural manipulation. The same corporation is behind a silent war on the minds of the poor, the imprisoned, and the forgotten. Now caught between two worlds, Jay must infiltrate Virexon while working with The Neural Rebellion, a team of rogue hackers and gifted misfits, each with strange abilities like his own. But Virexon is watching him too, and they know more about his past—and his powers—than he ever imagined. As the lines blur between technology and control, justice and vengeance, Jay must choose: stay hidden, or burn the system from the inside out. Because the real war isn’t just for power—it’s for the human mind.