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They say children who have never known peace and children who have never known war have completely different values. Without a doubt, most kids fell under the category of the latter, but what happens when an unforseen circumstance takes away that life of bliss and pulls one into a more perilous life? Nox, a hybrid between two accursed races grew up with all the love and care his parents could muster, although criticized for being an abomination who shouldn't have existed, he didn't pay heed to the whispers and malicious words directed at him, as long as his parents were with him, nothing else mattered. However that peaceful life was short-lived. On a dreadful day, an organization known as the cult of d'rauh, massacred his pack and parents in cold blood, in pursuit of something within the pack's possession. He barely managed to escape death, following the last wish of his dying mother and his father. But was it truly that simple? Was there a hidden agenda behind the veil of the senseless slaughter of his kin? Well it didn't matter, whatever the reason was, Nox had no desire to know, only the desire for revenge lingered.

The rain had been falling on Moonveil City since dawn, running in silver threads down the tiled roofs, spilling from gutters into the crooked alleys. The sky was low and iron-grey, heavy enough to press against the tower-tops of the Martial Regulation Bureau. Inside the courtyard of the Moonveil District Arms Hall, Kael Ruan stood in silence, a new-issued badge in his hand. He was twenty-four, too young, too brash, they’d said, yet here he was, sworn as the youngest Arms Keeper in the city’s history. His mentor, Master Renji, watched from the covered steps, eyes narrowed as if weighing more than just the rain. [Silent Oath System Activated] Oath Energy: 0/100 Core Blade Slots: Shadowsteel (Locked), Frostvein (Locked), Dawnpiercer (Locked) Techniques: Oath Cut (Locked), Sword Recall (Locked) The voice cold, ringing inside his skull had woken with his oath to defend the district. It spoke without warmth, without mercy. It offered strength in exchange for vows sworn before witnesses. But the warning was clear: break an oath, and the System would take more than power from him.

"I must be losing my mind," Min Suhyun muttered, struggling to grasp the unsettling reality that unfolded before her. How had she ended up here? In the realm of clichéd stories, such a trope typically befell the deceased, not someone who had merely skimmed through old drafts. And yet, here she was, trapped in the body of an insignificant extra named Serein Rowe. The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning, raising questions she couldn't easily dismiss. ‘This can't be another one of my lucid dreams... Is this some twisted cosmic joke?’ she pondered, her mind reeling with the absurdity of her situation. Nevertheless, given that she could barely do anything to return to her world, she might as well seize this opportunity to finally finish what she had started, right? Living here and continuing until the end of this draft, she could create a good ending, '—though maybe it won't be as easy…?' Surviving as a side character suffering from a curse-like chronic illness? That would undoubtedly be a struggle. Now, that would undoubtedly pose a challenge, although it’s still a better fate than dying early, serving only as a trigger for the story's advancement. Min Suhyun contemplated for a moment before firmly resolving to a single objective: To survive until the very end.

"Stop digging up your father's past, Theo! You'll only die a poor courier!" Theo ignored his mother's cries. He'd had enough of being insulted by everyone, considered a stranger by Agatha—his former lover now engaged to her wealthy ex—and crushed by Valen's criminal faction. When his body was broken and he could no longer fight with his brawn, Theo chose to use his brain. Through an Anonymous Scholarship, Theo entered Armagenda University, the most elite campus in Monia. While everyone thought he was just a lucky street kid, Theo used his campus access privileges to track the flow of funds of enemies trying to seize and control Theo's father's company inheritance. Assisted by Allia, a secret ally in the cyber data center, Theo began dissecting the city's legal system to cut through the lifeblood of his rivals' businesses. Theo had thrown away his naivety as a good person. He no longer cared about romantic drama or caste slurs. His focus is only one: to reclaim his father's legacy, overthrow the Head of the Security Authority, and ascend to his own throne as the shadow ruler who silently controls the law and the underworld of Monia.

Marcus stands outside Luminaire, an upscale restaurant he can't afford, holding a bouquet of discount flowers. Inside, his girlfriend of three years, Vanessa Chen, sits across from Derek Hastings, the same trust-fund brat who made Marcus's high school years hell. Derek's family owns Hastings Luxury Automotives, a multi-billion dollar empire. Vanessa doesn't even have the decency to look guilty. She hands Marcus back the promise ring he bought with two months' salary and says coldly: "I need someone with ambition, Marcus. Not someone who's going to be broke forever." Derek smirks, dropping his platinum card on the table. "No hard feelings, delivery boy. Some men are just born winners." Humiliated, Marcus walks twelve miles home in the rain because he can't afford the bus. He collapses on his mattress in their cramped apartment—his mother Diane wheezing in the next room from untreated asthma, his father Raymond still out working his third shift, and his 16-year-old sister Zoe studying by flashlight because the electricity's been cut again. That night, half-delirious with fever and rage, Marcus whispers: "I'd give anything to change this." [SYSTEM INITIALIZED] [LIMITLESS REBATE PROTOCOL ACTIVATED.]

Ogres have four distinct traits: they all have tusks and horns, their favourite food is human flesh, they have a weak spot somewhere on their body, and, most importantly, they can all use magic. That one fact made them so absurdly powerful that they'd driven the human race to its last haven—a continent known as Eden. So no one expected Noah to eat them. Centuries before Noah was born, there arose wizards: powerful superhumans wielding unique magic—supernatural abilities that enabled them to fight back the Ogres into a stalemate. Noah was the opposite of this. He was a slumrat: a magicless nobody who lived off heaps of trash, beneath even your average man. But after being dragged into a level six dungeon thanks to the king's decree, Noah is left face to face with a two-thousand-year-old humanoid Ogre, and at the point of death, awakens a codex—a system-like runic interface—and a strange but unique ability to devour Ogres and wield mutated forms of their abilities. Except, he can't exactly predict what those mutated abilities will be. Now armed with an ability to climb the ranks to become the strongest, and most importantly save his younger brother, Noah begins the spiteful ascent to becoming the strongest wizard. A journey full of death, devouring, more devouring, and batshit chaos that might just save the world.

Allvar Falck was supposed to have it all, graduating from a top college and a loving girlfriend, Serena Scott. But when constant job rejections started piling up, his life took a devastating turn. On the night of their anniversary, he returned home with the last of his savings spent on a cake, only to find Serena in the arms of another man. "You're nothing but a loser, Allvar," she sneered. "I thought you'd be something after graduation, but look at you now." Humiliated and heartbroken, Allvar's world collapsed. But as he wandered aimlessly through the streets, a luxurious car pulled up beside him and an elderly man bowed deeply. "Young master, the time has come to reclaim your place in the family business." Allvar may have been down, but he wasn't out. With newfound wealth and power, he swore vengeance on everyone who wronged, belittled, and humiliated him. "They’ll regret ever crossing me," Allvar vowed, his eyes burning with a new purpose. From loser to lord, Allvar's rise to power is about to shake the very foundations of his world. Get ready for his ruthless revenge, dominant comeback, and unstoppable ascension.

Tiana thought she had risen to the top and no longer needed her poor husband – Jalen. Jalen is humiliated, divorced and kicked out of the house. As if to stamp the final seal, Tiana pulls out a check from her purse. She extends it towards him. “Three million dollars,” she said. “For everything. Take it and leave.” But fate has a different story install for her. She doesn’t know her so-called poor husband is a secret billionaire; the one who secretly pushed her to the level she is now. After casting Jalen away, life begins to happen; life handed her a bitter dose of reality. Now struggling to keep her company, Black Blossom, afloat, she finds herself standing in front of the one man she never imagined she’d see again... her ex-husband, now a powerful billionaire. “How are you the president of this company?” she whispered, eyes wide. Jalen’s lips curved. “You left me broken. Now you’re here for crumbs.” Old wounds reopen. Pride clashes with regret. But what happens when the tables turn and the man she once walked away from now holds the key to her breakthrough?

Twenty-four years ago, a convoy was ambushed on a mountain road and every passenger was left for dead...except one crying infant with no name and no past. Raised by the wealthy Carter family, Ethan grew up tolerated, never loved, and endlessly reminded he wasn't blood. What the Carters never knew: their "burden" was secretly Evan Black, the anonymous founder of Aether Technologies... and their own company had survived for years only because he was quietly protecting it. The day their real son is found, they disown Ethan without a second thought. Strip his name. Empty his room. Throw him out with a suitcase. The next morning, from the top floor of Aether's headquarters, Ethan gives one order: cut the Carters off completely. As their empire collapses and the mysterious Evan Black finally steps into the light, Ethan discovers the ambush that orphaned him was no accident, it was an execution carried out by an organization still hunting the one survivor of a stolen dynasty. Every company he conquers, every enemy he exposes, and every truth he uncovers brings him closer to the people who spent twenty-four years making sure he'd never remember who he really is.

"You're nothing but a useless loser," Caroline sneered. "Without me, you'd be sleeping on the streets." For three years, Darius endured humiliation as a house husband. He cooked, cleaned, and loved his wife with everything he had. In return, she cheated on him with a wealthy businessman and treated him like dirt. The night Darius discovers the truth, he finally stops pretending. "We're getting divorced." Caroline laughs mockingly. "You have no money, no power, and no future. You'll come crawling back." What she doesn't know is that Darius is the long-lost heir to one of the richest families on Earth—an octomillionaire empire that controls corporations, banks, and powerful figures across the globe. Within days, CEOs bow before him. Billion-dollar contracts land at his feet. Even feared underworld bosses tremble when they hear his name. Meanwhile, Caroline watches her company collapse after losing the one man she never should have betrayed. When the truth is finally revealed, she can only stare in shock. "You... you're the Octomillionaire Heir?" Darius smiles coldly. "Now you know exactly what you threw away." A betrayed husband. A hidden heir. A ruthless rise to power. This time, regret will be her punishment.