King Of Limbo

Lucas Moreau spent three years as a live-in son-in-law to the Beaumont family — enduring daily humiliations, silent cruelties, and the slow erosion of his self-worth. When his wife, Céleste, betrays him in the most devastating way possible, Lucas walks out with nothing but his name. Or so he believes. That same night, a silver-haired man in a black Bentley finds him on the rain-slicked streets of Paris. The message is simple: Lucas's estranged grandfather, the patriarch of the Moreau dynasty — one of the oldest and wealthiest families in France — is dying, and he wants Lucas home. Armed with a centuries-old fortune, a brilliant mind sharpened by years of humiliation, and a fury that refuses to cool, Lucas does not simply reclaim his birthright. He dismantles every person who ever looked down at him — piece by piece, deal by deal, smile by cold, calculated smile. But as Lucas rises, he finds an unexpected compass in Isabelle Fontaine — a sharp-tongued master pastry chef who refuses to be impressed by wealth and sees through every one of his carefully constructed walls. In a world of glass towers and old grudges, can Lucas keep his humanity? Or will the hunger for revenge consume the one thing worth having?

Humanity's final winter arrived without warning. The sun faded. Civilization collapsed. Food vanished. Hope died. As survivors fought over scraps and murdered each other for a mouthful of stale bread, Jack Harper—a man mocked his entire life as a useless loser—awakened a mysterious power. The 100x Rebate System.

The world ended in a single night, and survival became a brutal game of instinct and luck. I was nobody before it happened, just another man trying to get by. Now, I have something no one else does—a system that rewards me for giving instead of taking. Every time I offer food, weapons, or shelter to a woman, I receive it back in insane multiples. But there’s a catch. The less she trusts me, the greater the reward. Fear, hatred, even betrayal… they make me stronger. At first, it feels like a miracle. I rise faster than anyone, building power while others struggle to stay alive. But the deeper I go, the clearer it becomes that this system isn’t random. It’s guiding me toward certain women—dangerous ones. Broken ones. Not entirely human ones. Some want to use me. Some want me dead. And some… are connected to the very thing that destroyed the world. Now I have to decide. Do I keep playing this game and become unstoppable? Or do I stop before I lose what little humanity I have left? Because the more I give… the more I feel like I’m being used too.

After losing his mother, he fell from the grace of the wealthy and powerful. Maltreated by his own family, he is cast out into the world. His only hope of escape is his dreams of Oxford University. Unfortunately, his dreams are crushed. Unable to bear the heavyweight of life he attempts suicide, when a saviour appears offering him fame, wealth, money and Power. After he gains power and infiltrate the lives he must get his revenge and destroy them one by one. ------- Greg and Aries strolled back to their hostel, they decided to stay in for the experience plus Greg had made Aries his best friend "Alexander, who do you think the killer is?" Aries shrugged "It's probably some random stalker, that was obsessed with her. She was a pretty girl." Thinking deeply Greg seemed to agree "When I asked her to run away with me the stalker must have known." Aries nodded in agreement but then Greg blocked his path standing way too close to him he cocked his head to the side. A smug smirk on his face and a dark glint in his eyes as he said in a whisper by Aries ear. "Or Someone in the family killed her?" Aries clenched his jaw "Why would I kill her?" ---------- Leilani walked up to Viana "I'm sorry about what happened to your husband" Viana shrugged "Thank you, though I do not need your sympathy." She smiled "We are family and family cannot be divided." Viana nodded in agreement her eyes falling on Alexander who stood by their car as they arranged their luggage in the car. Leilani followed her gaze to were Aries stood. Viana embraced her suddenly Leilani was startled "Be careful, your husband is a monster."

Alaric Vincent was the disgrace of his family—mocked, humiliated, and cast out like trash. On the day of his Beast Awakening, he shocked everyone by summoning a Legendary angel. But before he could claim it… …it chose someone else. Betrayed and left with nothing, Alaric was forced to accept a weak, worthless beast no one wanted. A fragile girl. Below Common rank. Trash. But the moment he formed a contract with her— everything changed. [Infinite Evolution System Activated] What others saw as useless… His system was revealed as an Immortal hybrid of light and darkness, a being whose power could surpass all limits. Now, with a system that can evolve endlessly… Alaric is done being the one looked down on. They mocked him. They abandoned him. They stole from him. Now— he will rise, crush every genius, and prove one truth: The “trash” they discarded… …is the one who will rule them all.

Ren Kazama died the way most people do in this kind of story, badly and without warning. Twenty-six years old, three energy drinks deep into an all-nighter, he was crossing the street outside his office at 2 AM when a delivery truck ran the red light. He didn’t even feel it. One second he was checking his phone for a client email, the next he was staring at his own crushed umbrella from somewhere above his body. No tunnel of light. No smiling goddess offering him a wish. Just darkness, then cold, then the sensation of something ancient and starving wrapping itself around whatever was left of his soul. When Ren opened his eyes again, he wasn’t looking at a hospital ceiling. He was looking at a throne room built from black stone and bone, lit by torches that burned violet instead of orange. A mirror stood in front of him, and the thing staring back wasn’t human. Red eyes. Skin like ash over embers. A voice, older than the walls around him, echoed in his skull: “The seal has broken. The throne is empty. You will do.” That was it. No explanation, no tutorial, no system window blinking helpfully into existence. Just a title dropped onto him like a curse. Demon King. Ren stared at the throne room full of demons who were already kneeling to him out of terror rather than loyalty, and had exactly one thought. Now what?

“Do you know who he is?” Aria whispered, her voice trembling. Her father scoffed. “Some nouveau riche fool trying to play king.” The man across the table smiled calm, sharp, untouchable. The room fell silent when he spoke. “It’s been a while, Mr. Elston.” The older man froze. Aria’s glass slipped from her hand. The name echoed in her head like thunder. Mikael. He leaned back, eyes unreadable. “Last time we met, you called me a waste bin.” “M-Mikael…” she stammered, her face pale. “Mr. Dray,” corrected the host beside him—her father’s new business rival. “My son-in-law and the current CEO of ValenCore Holdings.” The silence cracked like glass. Mikael’s smile deepened, just enough to sting. “Don’t worry. I’m not here to rebuild anything for you.” He paused, letting the words sink in. “I’m just here to watch what’s left… fall apart.”

"Kneel and apologize to my father, or we're getting divorced!" Valentina snapped. Marco smiled coldly. "Good. Let's divorce." Five years. Five years of working himself to the bone, handing over every paycheck, feeding his wife's entire family, and loving a woman who had already chosen another man. When the apocalypse arrived, Marco sacrificed everything to keep them alive. He reinforced their home, found food, and protected them from monsters. Their reward? They tied him up, watched him bleed to death, and let his cheating wife walk away with her lover. But fate gave him another chance. Marco awakens 15 days before the apocalypse, armed with the Doomsday Shelter System and memories of the future. This time, he won't waste his kindness on traitors. He'll build the strongest fortress. Recruit the most powerful survivors. Claim unimaginable wealth before the world collapses. And when his ex-wife and the family who called him a worthless dog come begging for shelter... "Marco... please. Just let us in." He looks down from the walls of his fortress and smiles. "Didn't you say I was worthless?" "Then die outside my gate." In the new world, mercy is a luxury. And the Apocalypse King has none

Rheon Vael a weak Healer joins a team of mercenaries to search for divine relics, they fought low rank monsters on the way but Rheon Vael being the weakest of the lot didn’t fight much and was mocked. In the end they decided that they didn’t want to share the lot with him so they ganged up against him and killed him , leaving him in the tomb to die but a system intervened and resurrected him. In his quest for power he battles Beats and mystic Monsters. With a band of two friends he rise to battle the gods and becoming the most powerful of them all.

I want to create a kingdom where life is as convenient as I wish it to be. A comfortable world where everyone can laugh and enjoy their lives as much as possible. That's what I truly and honestly want. Ideals without strength are nonsense, and strength without ideals is empty, right? I'm a greedy guy, but I don't have an interest in seeking strength just for the sake of power, without the ambition to do something with it. But... "What are you saying? I'm the mastermind of the war between Dragons and Humans?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..." "What are you saying? I am the mastermind of the Demon Race invading the central continent?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..."