Mr Williams Madame Is Dying

Neil got transferred in to a survival game on water after dying in a tsunami. Fortunately, he obtained treasure hunter system. Alas ! This treasure hunter system is defective. It only ever thinks about obtaining treasure, and never about leaving back safely. Also ! Why is he getting the strange feeling all the questions posed by treasure hunter system are traps. With his G rank skill and system that keeps throwing him in to impossibly dangerous settings, could he survive ? Adele Young had one goal. Save her younger siblings, and survive. It sounds easy with her SSS class system, and a little raft. But she is a puny level 1 , facing level 100 raid monster. it sounded like an impossible task, till one day, when a stranger fell from sky and rescued her. Could she rescue her little brother and sister with help of this stranger ? Discord : https://discord.gg/mRhYYtHPEy Instagram: miuhozuki I answer questions on Discord, and post character pictures, location profiles and relevant content to story on insta. Currently character pics for both Neil & Adele are posted.

Lin Fan is exactly three feet and four inches tall, which makes him the perfect punching bag for his snobby mother-in-law and the laughingstock of Jiang City’s high society. To the world, he’s just the useless, vertically-challenged live-in son-in-law of the failing Su family, a guy who gets splashed with wine and told to crawl into a hole. But what his icy CEO wife and her arrogant relatives don’t know is that his stunted growth is actually the result of the Primordial Asura Physique, making his bones denser than titanium and his body a condensed engine of violence. In the shadows, Lin Fan is the Supreme Dragon God, the ruthless ruler of the Nine Heavens Pavilion who commands trillions in wealth and an army of terrifying killers. He only plays the weak, clumsy dwarf to honor a dying promise and root out a traitor, but as arrogant young masters and greedy elders keep pushing their luck, they’re about to learn a harsh lesson. You might be able to look down on him physically, but when the Dragon God finally stops holding back, the entire city will be forced to bow.

Rico West thought love was his only treasure. At twenty-three, he worked endless hours as a delivery rider, saving every coin to buy his girlfriend the perfect gift. But one delivery shattered everything. Behind a hotel door, he found the woman he loved in another man’s arms—and in a single night, he lost his job, his home, and his dignity. When black cars and bodyguards arrive, Rico learns a shocking truth: he is the lost heir of the powerful West dynasty. Welcomed into a mansion of wealth and luxury, he believes he has finally found a place to belong. But the family’s smiles hide a deadly secret. The Wests are dying, and only Rico’s blood can save them. Dragged into a ritual meant to drain his life, Rico awakens the very power his mother died protecting—a cursed bloodline with the ability to heal, to endure, and to conquer. Betrayal forged him. Bloodline awakened him. Now, the boy they tried to destroy will rise as the Cursed Heir… and no one will ever break him again.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

Dying a tragic death after being betrayed and used as a mere tool, the young man swore that he would never live for anyone else again if he were ever given a second chance. Yet, fate threw his soul into the body of Aldric—an illegitimate son of a king, who had been slaughtered at the bottom of the Forbidden Forest's ravine by his very own biological father. On the brink of death for the umpteenth time, a mechanical voice suddenly echoed inside his head: [Egoist System Activated]. This mysterious system did not require a holy hero. Instead, his power points surged drastically every time he made a selfish and ruthless decision. Forged by the darkness of the cursed forest, he began to crawl his way back up with a black sword in hand, preparing to tear down the royal throne built upon demonic sacrificial rituals. He did not return to become a savior for this rotten world. He came to seize the highest throne, and to become a monster far more terrifying than the rulers before him. "For the deepest wounds never give birth to a hero."

"This world doesn't need a hero. A broken world just needs a ruler crueler than any monster out there." Jonathan was left bleeding out on the wet asphalt. His fiancée walked away arm-in-arm with a rich boss, right as the city sky ripped open and monsters rained down to swallow the streets. Just as his breath was fading, a cold, mechanical voice buzzed in his head: [Critical Condition. Initiating Alpha Evolution System Synchronization.] Instead of dying, Jonathan got back up. Saving the world? He couldn't care less. He used the system for one thing only: hunting. From the street thugs who stomped on his head, corrupt military generals acting tough, to giant apocalyptic monsters—he butchered them all. He drained their energy to evolve. Now, so-called 'Gods' from other dimensions are descending to Earth because they feel threatened. They think Jonathan is just a street rat who got lucky with a cheat. Let them come. Jonathan only sees them as one thing: dinner for his next evolution.

He ruled the Nine Heavens as Immortal Emperor for ten thousand years, until the disciple he trusted most drove a blade through his back during a sacred ritual. His soul is flung backward through time, landing in the dying body of Ethan Lin, a real disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, mocked as talentless, his dantian crippled beyond repair. He remembers everything. Techniques that could split mountains. Formations that could seal gods. An empire that once knelt at his feet, but he can do none of it. To survive, the Emperor who once commanded armies must learn to survive as nobody, tending a herb garden, brewing pills by hand, trading knowledge instead of flexing power he no longer has. But even buried this deep, greatness leaves fingerprints. When Elder Victor's scheme to seize a hidden inheritance crosses his path, and a demonic faction begins circling the outer disciples, Ethan realizes the world hasn't forgotten the Immortal Emperor. It's just waiting for him to remember who he was.

He woke in a stranger’s bed with a system in his skull, a son-in-law title on his tongue, and a missing shard that can rewrite who you are. Arin Voss opens his eyes inside Voss Manor with no memory of how he died, and a cold voice in his head called the Protocol that gives him missions and penalties. To survive he must play the role he’s been handed, marry into power, and chase Tessera, a stolen memory shard that can erase or sell a person’s past. As he hunts, he slips between two dangerous alliances. Evelyn, the ice-smart heiress, offers politics and protection. Maris, a smoky broker from the docks, offers heat and truth. Both pull him toward very different futures. When brokers start dying and the Protocol’s orders threaten to cut away pieces of his life, Arin faces a choice. Obey the machine and trade his identity for safety, or tear the system down and risk being erased for good. Legacy, lust, and lies converge in a high-stakes game where memory is currency, and love might be the only leverage left.

Arthur Moore inherited nothing from his father except debt. At twelve years old, his life was destroyed when his father died after taking a $35 million loan using the family company as collateral. While the rest of the Moore family abandoned him to escape responsibility, Arthur and his sick mother were left behind to drown beneath crushing interest rates, endless labor, and humiliating poverty. For years, Arthur worked like a slave under the bank that owned his debt, enduring abuse, insults, and endless suffering just to keep his dying mother alive. Then one terrible night changes everything. Arthur discovers the truth his mother kept hidden from him for years: He is the sole heir to a hidden trillion dollar empire that controls world banks, corporations, luxury brands, and the global economy from the shadows. Overnight, Arthur's life changes completely. The poor delivery boy who was once treated like dirt is suddenly enrolled in Royal Elite Academy—the most prestigious and ruthless institution in the world, where students are ranked by wealth, bloodline, and influence.

Once feared across continents as the ruthless Red Butcher, Simon Gallagher abandoned war, power, and bloodshed to live a quiet life as a fish seller. Hidden beneath his humble apron is a legendary warlord, the lost crown prince of Navauria, and a man powerful enough to make generals kneel and nations tremble. But peace comes at a devastating price. Mocked by his wealthy in-laws, betrayed by the woman he loves, and stripped of the family he sacrificed everything to protect, Simon watches his life collapse piece by piece. The child he believed was his isn't. His marriage shatters. His business is burned to ashes. The orphan boys he treated like sons die in the flames. To the world, he is just a poor fish seller. They have no idea who they have pushed to the edge. As enemies rise, secrets unfold, and a dying kingdom calls for its lost ruler, Simon must decide whether to remain the peaceful man he fought so hard to become... or unleash the terrifying legend known as the Red Butcher. And when the Red Butcher returns, entire nations will regret it.