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He was caged for crime he didn't commit. Now he’s back, forged in blood and fire, as the deadliest operative in a shadow military force feared across continents. He reclaims his wife. He rebuilds his broken family. And the fools who try to crush him? He won’t just fight back. He’ll destroy them—without mercy. Please read my completed books too: - THE GREAT GENERAL - WAR GOD'S REVENGE

He gave up everything for love. His career. His life. His trust. And she repaid him with betrayal—a clandestine affair that ended in his death. But death wasn’t the end. He wakes again on the day her empire goes public, armed with memories of every lie, every betrayal, and every hidden hand that sealed his fate. This time, he won’t endure. This time, he will reclaim what was stolen—and expose the darkness lurking behind the glittering walls of wealth and power.

“Captain Spark, you’re insane,” Michael said hoarsely. “I’m an actor, not a cop. I’m not a monster.” “But you understand monsters, don’t you?” Ashley shot back. She pointed to the playback monitor showing his recent scene. “That look in your eyes, the way you enjoyed the kill… You’re more convincing than half the criminals in our files.” Michael had no response. Because she wasn’t wrong. The system made it easy, too easy, to empathize with darkness.

Can you live carefree knowing that nothing is right? Being born in a dystopia. Spending all your life locked up in a little town, where everything is eerie; everyday is a drag and there's no hope of change. My only source of joy was my big brother but since he was no more, I wouldn't be put down and locked up by 'fate'. Living in cage all your life just to die the moment you are set free... I didn't believe in that. I wanted freedom.

Poor Dalton Hester, a man at the age of 39, ended his own life when everything around him went to hell. Losing his wife in an accident which he believed wasn’t one as it was planned by another to have it happen. The person he knew to believe to be the one to have his life killed was a criminal Dalton had put away thanks to the job of being a lawyer. That chain of events leads the poor man on top of a tall building holding a bottle almost empty of liquor. He takes a single sip from the bottle last time and then lets his own body fall forward flying towards everyone else. Dalton didn’t hold much faith in places called heaven or hell, but he had somewhat of a feeling that what a person like him did wasn’t going to be up, instead of more likely down. When darkness finally came Dalton awaited to open his eyes again to witness the flames of hell, but something different happened where he was still alive or to say reborn into a new body that wasn’t human and a new world that was like a fantasy book, movie or game. So looking at this as another chance at life Dalton decided to take it to the fullest to enjoy all the things that were different from his old world even when it was good or bad.

For three years‍, Zane Long has endured h⁠umi⁠l⁠iation as the⁠ Shen family's l‌iv‌e-in s‌on-‍in-law. To th‌e world, h⁠e is a useless‍ husba‍nd living off his wife‍'s success. To the Shen family, he is‌ not‍hing more t⁠han a⁠ stai‍n on their reputatio‌n.⁠ Even his‍ wife,‌ Lillian S‌he⁠n, believes‍ he i⁠s an or⁠dinary man with no future. What nobody knows is that Zane Long is⁠ the missing⁠ heir of Dragon Palace, the most p‍owerful martial‌ organiz‍ation on Earth. Bound‍ by an old pro⁠mise and a sec‍ret missi‍on, he h‍as hidden his true identity whi‌le⁠ sile‍ntly protecting the woman he loves‌. But whe‍n power‍ful enemi‌es eme‍rge, cor‌porate wars erupt, and old rival‌s force him out o‍f hiding, t‌he Hidden Dragon ca‍n no lo‍nger remain asleep‍. As billi‌onaire⁠s kneel and mar‍tial masters bow, the wo‍rld will discov⁠er a terrifying t‌ruth: T‌he man th⁠ey‌ des‍pised‍ wa⁠s the one standing above them all.

In Neo-Veridia, time isn’t money. It’s life. Nineteen-year-old Evan is an anomaly. In a city addicted to the dopamine rush of The Exchange—where a roll of the dice can win you a decade or kill you instantly—Evan never gambles. He works. He saves. He survives. He is the only person in the slums with a serious face and a "clean" wrist. But the House always finds a way to break you. When his father is struck down by a rare, fatal glitch in his Life-Clock, Evan is handed a death sentence in the form of a bill: 50 Years. Due in twelve hours. With no collateral and time ticking down, Evan is forced to break his one rule. He enters the neon-soaked underworld of high-stakes gambling. But as he sits at the table, surrounded by desperation and sharks, Evan realizes something terrifying. He isn't just lucky. When he looks at the spinning wheels and shifting cards, he doesn't see chance. He sees math. He sees trajectories. He sees the future. Evan is about to play the most dangerous game in history. He isn't just playing for his father’s life anymore; he’s playing to bankrupt the system that enslaved humanity. The odds are one in a million. Evan likes those odds.

147 monsters. Kaelen Venn remembers every single one of their final apologies. Not out of sentimentality, but because most of them used to be human. In the haunting world of Elegy’s Cradle, ignored grief doesn't just fade away—it transforms. It morphs into hollow, hungering beasts that used to have names. Kaelen is a Grave-Warden. His job? Hunt these creatures down before they spread. His second, unwritten job? Make sure he doesn't become one of them. To fight the darkness, Kaelen has deliberately fractured his own soul, transforming the world’s raw sorrow into devastating power. But this magic demands a terrible toll. He has already forgotten the sound of a laugh he once cherished—he doesn't even remember *whose* it was. Six Wardens carried this burden before him. All six became the very monsters they hunted. Kaelen has survived longer than any of them, but survival feels like a curse. Until he meets **Solm Veylan**. Solm doesn't look like a monster. He looks like a peaceful savior. With the ability to strip away a person's grief, Solm leaves people smiling, calm... and completely empty. Now, with agents embedded in every global faction, Solm aims to awaken a two-thousand-year-old entity to erase grief from the world forever. He calls it ultimate mercy. Kaelen calls it an apocalypse of the soul. Flanked by **Mira**, a half-transformed twelve-year-old girl he chose to save rather than execute, Kaelen stands as the final wall against this blissful annihilation. Because grief isn't a disease to be cured; it is the raw, agonizing price of love. Kaelen has been paying that price for eight years. And he will keep paying it—even if it tears his soul apart. ---

To save his family, he had to stop being human. Twenty-four-year-old Jid has spent his life in the dirt, breathing the rust of the Bulwark slums. As the sole guardian of his younger sister, Sommy, his world is measured in scraps of bread and the hours of backbreaking labor he sells to the powerful guilds. He doesn’t dream of glory; he dreams of a roof that doesn't leak and a meal that doesn't taste like ash. But the world outside the walls is changing. The "Infected" are evolving, and the shadows are growing teeth. When a high-stakes raid into the forbidden zones turns into a bloody execution, Jid is the one left behind. Betrayed and gutted by the monsters in the dark, he should have died in the mud. Instead, something ancient and hungry found him first. Jid wakes up to a world he no longer recognizes. The pain is gone, replaced by a cold, mechanical pulse in his mind and a shimmering gold light in his eyes. A strange, haunting interface now dictates his every move, granting him powers that defy the laws of time and biology—powers that the ruling corporations would kill to own. But the "System" isn't a gift. It’s a tether to an outer-world threat that views humanity as nothing more than ink on a page, ready to be erased. Now, Jid must return to the city that abandoned him, hiding the monster he is becoming while using his new abilities to protect the only person he has left. He survived the death of his old life, but as the hunger grows and the "System" begins to rewrite his soul, Jid realizes the hardest part isn't surviving the dead—it’s surviving the thing he’s turning into. And whatever is coming for him.

On the night of his mother-in-law’s sixtieth birthday, he was publicly divorced, humiliated, and discarded like trash—right in front of her first love. He didn’t argue. He didn’t beg. He signed the papers and walked away. What no one knew was that the “useless” son-in-law had sealed his true identity for years. Once the divorce was finalized, the seal broke. After the divorce, powerful CEOs sought his command. Medical giants trembled at his name. Martial clans bowed or were erased. Those who mocked him lost everything—status, wealth, pride. His ex-wife watched her world collapse, regret tearing her apart as she realized the man she abandoned had become untouchable. Now they kneel. Now they beg. But when power stands at the summit, regret means nothing. After the divorce, he didn’t look back— because the entire city was already at his feet.