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Rhys died on Terra Prime, only to wake in a room, face to face with the Arbiter of the Trial System. Chosen. Marked. Offered power beyond anything mortals should touch. Before he can question it, the Arbiter’s smile shifts. His class is forced. His future is locked. And an alert flashes: 《Warning: Your Terra Prime body is dead. Chosen safety life spent. One life remaining.》 Thrown into the Trials with a dying body, a predatory System, and a class built for assassination over glory, Rhys quickly learns the truth: The Arbiter doesn’t pick heroes. He picks weapons. In a cosmic game where the System lies, the Trials kill, and every “Chosen” is a disposable pawn, Rhys has only two choices: Obey the Arbiter… or become powerful enough to break him. Rhys’s Mark begins stacking hidden bonuses—letting him steal power meant for the Overlords themselves. In a world where mortals are cattle, he becomes the glitch the system can’t predict. To escape the Trials, he must outplay the Dominion, topple the Overlords, and rewrite the contract that enslaved Terra Prime. But to break the game, he has to become exactly what they fear: The ninth Overlord. The one who answers to no one. A dark progression fantasy filled with deadly Trials, evolving skills, hidden conspiracies, and a protagonist who refuses to stay a pawn. Because some Chosen rise to greatness But only one becomes the Overlord.

They mocked me, turned me into a clown show, and my one true love betrayed me. All because I was poor and a nobody. Now, I have a Wealth Generation System. They will all regret it!

🏆 ["Silver Prize" and "New Rising Star" in System Activated of "Meganovel Biannual Writing Contest"] 🏆Transmigrating into a cultivation world, Wushu Shengli found himself in an outer disciple’s body! With his trash cultivation talent, he feared that he wouldn’t live long in a world filled with young masters, hidden powerhouses, and immortal gods who could overturn the world! Fortunately, his golden finger arrived in time! [Cultivation Sign-In System has integrated into the host’s soul!] -Ding! [Since it’s the host’s first sign-in, the host will receive a random Supreme Grade reward!] -Ding! [Sign-in Complete! Host receives Supreme Cultivation Talent!] After receiving an unrivaled cultivation talent, Shengli truly felt invincible in the cultivation world! Cultivation resources? Just sign-in! Receive a thousand-year-old spiritual vein! Cultivation technique? Just sign-in! Receive the inheritance of a sword immortal! Cultivation physique? Just sign-in! Receive an Immortal Body Physique! Young masters? Just sign-in! Receive a Face-Slapping Manual 101! Jade beauties? Sorry, women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword! “I become invincible after signing in!”

In a world of martial arts riddled with battles and strifes among the races, Ning Fusheng embarked on a journey to bring a lasting peace to the world. He crafted the greatest sword, learned the greatest skill and became the greatest martial artist in the world.

"I hate you. Because of you, I have become a laughing stock! You are better off dead, and you have always been nothing to me!" These words drove Lucian Drake to the edge, right after his wife cheated on him. He was ridiculed and insulted for being a cripple. Now he was no longer to play according to their rules. He would forge his own path, claiming his right as the supreme Urban Grandmaster. He would leave them in the dust and they would beg for his forgiveness!

"Welcome to CosmoMart. We are technically closed, but for you, we’ll make a painful exception." Elian just wanted a quiet shift, a meager paycheck, and some sleep. But the universe had other plans: dropping a Zombie Apocalypse right when he clocked in four minutes late. Trapped inside a Jakarta convenience store with a micromanaging boss and a wise-cracking parking attendant, Elian accidentally triggers a mysterious System after a freak lightning accident. Now, he is a living generator, and his store is the only lit beacon in a city of darkness. But surviving the end of the world is complicated when your teammates fear a Stock Audit more than the flesh-eating monsters outside. Mr. Hendra (The Manager): "Don't kill the zombie in Aisle 3! You’ll get blood on the premium diapers! Think of the inventory value!" Rico (The Parking Guy): "Boss, do I charge these zombies an hourly rate or a flat fee for parking their carcasses on the asphalt?" *The System: [WARNING: Instant Noodle Stock Critical. Riot Probability: 99%.] This isn't a story about a hero saving the world. This is the story of a night-shift clerk forced into "mandatory overtime" to slaughter monsters, manage logistics, and climb the corporate ladder from Intern Cashier to the CEO of the Apocalypse. Read now before the stock runs out!

🏆 ["Sliver Medal" in System Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"] 🏆 ‘Perhaps being stuck in a game isn’t so bad!’, Kyle thought moments before he was mistaken for a hidden boss by a rather dim, but quite powerful knight. That was the moment he learned what immediate regret meant. Kyle was an ordinary student at an insignificant university. Being the pinnacle of ‘average’, his life was as mundane as it could get, that is, until he found himself unable to log out of the full dive game that had recently released. Life in a game wasn’t too bad, that is if one’s not hunted day and night by the players, who mistook him for a special hidden boss with near human level A.I. And no amount of trying to convince them that he was, in fact, human helped. He survived a while until a knight kicked him though a boss door in a dungeon. Usually, facing a lich at such a low level would be a death sentence. By all means, it should have been. But lady luck smiled on him for once in his absolutely mundane life, and he found himself in the possession of said lich. About as confused as he can get, Kyle’s new life took a rather awkward and bizarre turn. And as such, his life of adventure fille with colourful and quirky characters, ferocious monsters and downright terrifying encounters began!

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an Zillionaire heir and God of War decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.

He trusted his brother. He believed in love. He swore an oath. But what happens when all three turn into lies? Kabri was once a silent force in the shadows—an elite operative loyal to a cause, to his blood, and to the woman who said she carried his child. But loyalty means nothing when betrayal runs deeper than bullets. When Jamil—his own brother—fakes his death and pulls the strings from behind the curtain, Kabri’s world fractures. Then comes Evelyn. The woman who wasn’t who she claimed to be. The pregnancy? A lie—twice over. The love? A weapon. The truth? Buried under years of deception. Now hunted across continents, with a child’s life on the line and hallucinations of Evelyn whispering from the grave, Kabri is trapped in a brutal mind game. The lines blur between justice and revenge, love and obsession, reality and delusion. Why did Jamil destroy everything? Was Evelyn ever real? And in the end… who is Kabri, really? The Blood Oath is an urban psychological thriller packed with fire-fights, betrayals, shifting identities, and one impossible question: If your past was a lie, can you ever escape it? Or are some oaths written in blood… meant to end in blood?

When he stepped through the gates of Valaris Academy, nothing about him suggested power. He came from a rural village few students could place on a map. His clothes were old and his composure mistaken for weakness making them brand him as an Ashlander, the academy’s quiet insult for those who did not belong among legacy families and polished elites. At Valaris, status had been everything, wealth was displayed openly, influence was inherited, performed and defended but he performed none of it. But then, when a financial crisis threatened the academy’s prestige and exposed how fragile its status truly was, the balance shifted. The “Ashlander” they mocked became the one person capable of restoring everything they feared losing. He was the only grandson of Valaris Academy’s largest benefactor, the unseen heir to the fortune that had funded buildings, scholarships and reputations. Meet Kael Danaru, the Hidden Heir At Valaris Academy.