My Necromancer Class

My life was a lie. I was a corporate drone, a cog in the machine, living a life of quiet desperation. Then my "father" died, leaving me a single key and a final, cryptic message: "The truth is in the blood." That truth shattered my world. I am not a nobody. I am the last heir to the Obsidian Throne, a secret lineage that has secretly controlled the world's shadows for millennia, wielding a power my family called the "Dominion." But the throne is cursed and the legacy is a bloody one. My inheritance was stolen, my family was murdered, and the architect of my ruin is the man my parents trusted most. Now, I'm a ghost in a world of high-stakes conspiracy. I have the key—an ancient artifact that binds to my soul, granting me a fragment of my family's power—and a burning need for vengeance. To claim what is mine, I must tear down the secret empire built on my family's bones. I will fight, manipulate, and kill my way through the criminal underworld and the glittering halls of the ultra-rich. They think they killed the last of my bloodline. They are about to learn that you cannot kill a king. The reckoning is coming, and it will be paid in blood.

‎The day my father died, I lost everything. His second wife forged the will. My father's business, my home and my name were all taken. I thought I  still had my badge as the youngest homicide detective until they framed me for a murder. ‎ ‎My team partner betrayed and testified against me. I was branded a traitor. Even my wife  asked for a divorce before the verdict was read. ‎ ‎Spent years in jail only to come out as a contracted assassin with a new identity and a list. ‎ ‎ Every name on my hit list is connected to the people who destroyed my life.The corrupt cops. The politicians. My stepmother. My ex-wife's family. ‎ ‎One thing is for sure. They don't know the greatest assassin they fear is the one they created.

At seven, my father returned with his mistress and my half-brother, who was only a few weeks older than me. Under my mother's grief-stricken and despairing eyes, my father ruthlessly kicked us out. I always knew that my father wanted a supernaturally awakened and talented heir, however, I didn't fit the bill because I couldn't awaken any special talents and didn't show outstanding academic abilities. Moreover, my uncles and aunts were eyeing my father's position, eager to overthrow him and take his place. Competitors also harbored ill intentions towards our family, watching my father like a hawk. In this treacherous situation, my father rekindled his relationship with his mistress, the second daughter of a noble family from the Royal City. Finally, my father no longer concealed his pre-marital affair. After making it public, he brought his mistress and her talented son back home to replace my mother and me. To survive, my mother had no choice but to take me into hiding, changing our identities and fleeing to a remote town to escape their grasp and settle down. What my father didn't know was that I didn't lack talent; my talent was simply too strong, requiring an immense amount of energy to awaken, energy that my weak seven-year-old self couldn't handle. Eleven years later, I had grown up and finally awakened my superlative talent, becoming a renowned genius in the remote town. I never thought about going back to confront my father or seeking revenge on his mistress because they weren't worth my mother's and my time! My mother and I are doing well now. I believe with my talent and effort, our lives will only get better. However, I overestimated the goodness in people, and underestimated their malice!

‎My wife died on a Tuesday. ‎ ‎By Friday, her family had sold my daughter. Not for money. For bloodline. Because I gave them a girl, and they wanted a son. ‎ ‎They took her. Changed her name.Then they called me nothing. Tarnished my name. ‎ ‎I lost my job. My home. My reputation. They made sure every door in the city slammed in my face. ‎ ‎So I went where the doors don't exist. ‎ ‎Underground. Illegal. A fighting ring where men die for cash and the winners earn something richer than money: fear. ‎ ‎One fight became ten. Ten became forty. My face is broken. My hands are scarred. But my daughter still calls another man "Dad." ‎ ‎That ends now. ‎ ‎They think I'm scum beneath their shoes. ‎ ‎I'm about to become the most ruthless man this city has ever seen. ‎ ‎

Five years ago, I was the "worthless" foster son who had taken the fall for a crime I never committed. I went to prison for my brother's future, thinking that my family would be there to care for my wife. I was wrong. While I rotted away in Blackgate Prison, my inheritance had been stolen: they had wiped off my existence and treated my wife as a slave. They thought I would die in there. But the fate had different plans. In the darkest cell, I met with a mysterious master. I did not just survive; I was reborn. I learned the Nine Heavens Medical Art and activated the Sovereign Martial Body. I healed warlords and crippled assassins in a single touch. Now the prison gates are open. I am no longer the submissive orphan. I am a Dragon King. To my foster family celebrating my misery: Prepare your coffins. To all those billionaires trying to touch my wife: Prepare to lose your hands. I will save lives with my left hand and destroy my enemies with my right hand. The King is out, and debts must be repaid in blood.

Deep in my heart I yearned to be a player in tales of adventure, but I have buried this selfish desire with the obligation I have put upon myself to my fellow man. So, I decided to dedicate my time, my effort, my LIFE to my work in the hopes that I would be of help to my fellow man. But in a twist of fate the people I wished to help have turned on me. This left me broken with a hole in my mind and heart, but my resolve would not waver. Like every failure from before, I began to pick up the shattered pieces of myself and attempted to put myself back together, but suddenly I am reminded of what I truly wanted. ADVENTURE. To see the world and experience all that I could. Be it through fear, cold, or even nightmarish hardships. I WILL HAVE AN ADVENTURE. These 5 words rang out in my subconscious and with-it fate had turned, and I now find myself in an unknown place, my memories fractured, and my body changed? "WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" Now in an unknown world and with very few memories. Our protagonist will venture forth to find himself. The time it will take, what will occur, and even how will he be changed are all questions that run behind every tale. But interestingly, other tales run in parallel with him. They will cross paths and sparks will fly as numerous as the stars.

Born into the most prestigious clan of sword masters, I was destined to become a legend. My father believed I would be his prodigy, training me relentlessly to awaken my Hakana — the power that defines a true master. My family had high expectations. My friends believed I would be the next mighty warrior. But everything shattered when my father was betrayed — murdered by his closest friend, who stole the power meant to be mine. Stripped of my birthright, cast aside as a nobody, I must now claw my way back from nothing. I will challenge the strongest masters, slay the demons in my path, and reclaim the power that was stolen from me. But as blood stains my hands and the darkness creeps into my soul, I must ask myself: Will I rise as the hero I was born to be? Or will I fall... and become the Demon Slayer I was never meant to be?

I have trusted people I shouldn't have. Loved a girl who betrayed my trust. My so-called friends joined my enemies and killed my people. They all played me like a fool. But now, life has given me a second chance and I wield my blade in blood and vengeance. They will all suffer a fate worst than death and pain will accompany them for the rest of their lives. May the gods guide my mission and protect my people for hell will be unleash if I ever lose them again... ~Gudmund Hávarðr (The Crown Prince of Krudak Kingdom)

Book 2 of the Dragon Lord Series. (Can be read as standalones, but better yet read the first book so you can have a better understanding of the book’s storyline) Everything was taken away from me, my wife, my son, the few people I care about were all stripped away from my grip. I lost them all. I lost everything, my world was turned upside down. Yet my enemies lived, they doubled and craved nothing more than my downfall, my permanent demise. However, I promise to rise once again and regain my strength, assert my dominion and make them all pay. I will take and have back everything that I have lost. My name is Avon Barksdale. They’re going to come back for me, to usurp my dominance, and to cease the existence of my loved ones. I don’t plan on just giving them a hard time, I intend to give them their hardest time. Because, I’m going to protect what is mine, and mop the ground with those that seek to harm them.

All that Jordan Rivers knew was that he was married to the granddaughter of a man he saved years ago. It was the old man’s plea as a way of rewarding Jordan for saving his life. He gifted him a wife. But soon after, the old man died, and life took a drastic turn for Jordan. Everyone turned against him. Including his wife. He became their servant. And then one day, the wife he had not touched for years approached him, claiming she was pregnant. But she decided to be honest. She had cheated on him with a guy in her class, and so, she asked for a divorce, and they ganged up and kicked Jordan out. While walking through the darkness, wondering where to go, he bumped into a gang assaulting a poor girl on the road. He decided to play hero, and he succeeded, but that left him in a critical state. He was bleeding terribly, and he blacked out. Weirdly, a ring he always wore absorbed the blood he was oozing, and strange memories started flooding his memory while he still lay unconscious - memories about his knowledge of martial arts, medicines, and the acknowledgment of the use of the power of the gods. He thought it was a dream, but he awoke with the same fresh memories lingering in his head. He sprung up from the ground with renewed energy. He scanned his body. Magically, all the blood had been sucked back into his body. All the wounds had closed up. He was scarless! Everything in him howled three things: him ascending the throne he deserved, taking revenge on all who bullied him, and unearthing the mysteries surrounding his family.