Monarch Of Time

Ngwan Le, wielder of the divine light power, defended his world against extraterrestrial invasions, earning fear and respect across the universe. After ascending to the pinnacle of power as a throne god, he was offered the ultimate prize: godhood. "I won't become a monarch to my friends," Le declared. But Le's trust was shattered when a trusted friend struck him down. "Who could have imagined that the power of darkness, which I discarded, would bring me back to life?" Le mused, his voice now laced with a darker intent. Now, fueled by a burning desire - not revenge but something more woth it. Ngwan Le sets out on a new mission - to become the greatest villain the universe has ever known.

A change of epochs is coming, the nineteenth century from the Deposition of Kaphaeris is coming to an end, the twentieth century is already on the threshold. Starkrar, like the entire Meskian Empire, is preparing for the celebration of the bright holiday of Yule, to say goodbye to the old age and welcome the new one. But not only fog and frost walk along the snow-covered streets of the night capital. Something inhuman is hiding in the dirty alleys of the slums, waiting for its victims. Bloody massacres horrify the subjects of the empire, inflaming interspecies hatred, high-ranking officials die mysterious deaths in their own mansions, secret service agents disappear without a trace, and out of nowhere terrorists commit one horrific terrorist attack after another. Someone decided to shake the throne under the sacred person of the Emperor. Someone longs for the fall of Messiah. By the will of the monarch, Brian el'Moria - half-breed tencris, master of dark deeds and the first detective of the empire - takes up the investigation. From now on, he must either uncover the plot of a nameless enemy, or die.

Introvert!? Me!? The hell am I an introvert? I stay indoors all day because I am afraid of getting my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won’t be walking freely. This is a promise I made to myself. My name is Ryder, and I am black-marked. The planet where I live is dominated by summoners. If you guessed it, then you are right—we contract beasts from the Astral Shadow Plain and summon them at will after successfully forming a contract. A mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after a period of maturity, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different types of marks—the brown, the orange, the red, the black, and lastly, the white. Of all the markings, I was marked black. I was chosen by a supreme demon monarch of the Astral Shadow Plain—the Dracogon. There was only a 0.5 percent chance for me to survive the contraction process. However, with a slight twist in the original outcome, contracting a creature from the black-marked plain was nothing compared to the catastrophe I caused shortly after—I opened a link between the beasts of the Astral Shadow Plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone on my planet has been endangered because of me. The fact that no one knows when the link will trigger and cause a breach that pours mindless creatures into my world makes it all the more unsettling. Now, with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made—alone, just like I caused it.

A man has been reincarnated 99 times, so far that man has various titles such as Sage, Magical King, and Warrior God which are obtained for some reason every time he is reincarnated. Because of that, the strongest person who couldn't spend time peacefully due to requests that came constantly trying to live a peaceful school life due to his next unforgettable 100th reincarnation life might be conspicuous. During this time the man could not spend his time peacefully every reincarnation he lived... Therefore this time the man tried to make this 100th Reincarnation full of peace. Is this man able to realize a peaceful life, or will it be the same as the previous life.??

In this time loop, two battle. One is the victor, while the other is lost in time once again. The power of Good and the power of Evil must battle each other, ending up with time as the prize. However, the loop doesn't only affect them but their friends as well. There are many paths, many opportunities but there are also many mistakes. Time may forgive, but it never forgets. One remembers, one forgets. The one who remembers reminisces in the past, while the one who forgets looks toward a bright future. In the end, will Good triumph Evil? Or will Evil blot out Good?

One sin burned an age. And time stopped for them. As darkness rises softly from under the shadows Heed the call. As the stars fall The Wizard of the sky god will return again Time passed, old stories faded Wizard of the sky god under the blue light When he respawns, the Icebreaker will come for him. Old stories circulated. In an unknown time and place, one of the holy magicians committed a sin. Finally, a punishment that set an age, a people on fire, found him. In this age of monsters rising, as time passes, a voice will be heard again from the depths of the forest and rise from the dark shadows. For the remnants of the forgotten ancient times, the Sky god's sorcerer will heed their call and come back for the final

Blood begets blood and so shall I be supreme - The Blood demon wielder is sent back in time to protect the flow of time and the future of all. Compulsorily reliving the agony of a time past, Lekan must endure till his past converges with the future and his true destiny is awoken. Come trials and tribulations, he must push on or be wiped out by the revenge seeking Morgana. It is a race against time, a fight against the frozen future and a feud to determine who dominates the other. Will he falter and the fate be damned? Will the demon let loose, his soul to conquer or will Morgana triumph and the fate of humanity lost forever? And how does a young, withdrawn protagonist copes with his growing popularity amongst the female gender on his unknown path as harem king? Follow the tales of a time traveler, reliving his worst agonies while determined to carve out a whole different path for the future. Come what may, women or fame, demons or System Holders, only one path shall stand true. By blood shall I dominate the Universe. And I alone, shall be its King. _____ Cover Image is Not mine.

The last two thousand years have been a time of conflict for Warkinlesian, the people of Warkinles. A time of change. But beyond their infighting, and the world healing from the damage he caused, they found ample reason to fear. The Old Ones, their predecessors from time immemorial, were stirring from their slumber. The Pagans sought to move against them, seeking to undermine our power. Yet something else stirred beneath it all. Their oldest, greatest fear will soon come true. Sarum, the Lord of Calamity, God of Destruction is coming. Warkinles is in danger, they need a saviour.

In the year 2093, Malcolm Voss is a rogue urban explorer and data smuggler who survives by stealing secrets from the city’s elite. When a high-stakes job goes wrong, he stumbles upon a device that shouldn’t exist—a Quantum Stabilizer, a relic of a long-buried experiment capable of bending time itself. Suddenly, Malcolm is being hunted by The Parallax Syndicate, a powerful group that has controlled time manipulation for decades. Forced into an uneasy alliance with an eccentric scientist and a hacker with a vendetta, Malcolm must unravel the truth behind the Chronos Institute before time itself collapses. But every use of the device warps reality, erasing people from existence and rewriting the future. As Malcolm races against time—both literally and figuratively—he realizes that the greatest threat isn’t the Syndicate, but himself. Can he control the power before he becomes the very thing he’s fighting against?

Ethan Carter stood outside City Hall, staring at the empty entrance for the ninth time. Nine promises. Nine chances. Nine humiliations. His phone buzzed. “Ethan, something came up. Let’s postpone… again.” A second later, another message arrived—this time, a photo. Her. Laughing. Wrapped in another man’s arms. Ethan let out a quiet, bitter laugh. “So this is what I meant to you…” For three years, he had given everything—his loyalty, his dignity, his future—believing love would eventually choose him back. He was wrong. “From today,” he muttered, eyes turning cold, “I stop begging.” What no one knew… The man they mocked as useless… was never poor. A single call changed everything. “Young Master, it’s time to come home. The trillion-dollar empire is waiting.” Ethan closed his eyes briefly, then smiled—calm, distant, untouchable. “Good,” he said. “It’s about time they learned who I really am.” The next time they see him, he won’t be the man who waited. He’ll be the man they can never reach. Because this time… he’s not returning for love. He’s returning as the Trillionaire Heir.