My Summons Are All Gods

The imprisonment of Morpheus, also known as The King of Dreams, who is captured by an occult ritual and held captive for decades. Finally breaking free, Morpheus returns to his realm, the Dreaming, only to find it in disarray and his powers diminished. As Morpheus embarks on a quest to restore his kingdom, he encounters a diverse array of characters, both mythical and mundane. He interacts with other members of the Endless, a group of powerful entities that personify aspects of existence, such as Death, Desire, and Destiny. Throughout his journey, Morpheus faces various challenges, battles ancient foes, and navigates the intricate web of dreams and reality. He explores different realms, including those inhabited by gods, demons, and fantastical creatures, all while grappling with his own identity and purpose. It explores profound themes such as the nature of dreams, the power of storytelling, the human capacity for both creation and destruction, and the complexities of the human psyche. Morpheus encounters mortals whose lives are intricately connected to the realm of dreams, and their interactions shed light on the profound impact dreams have on individuals and the collective consciousness. Morpheus undergoes personal transformations, grows in wisdom, and confronts his own vulnerabilities. It delves into the cyclical nature of existence and the inevitable cycles of life, death, and rebirth. Morpheus faces a momentous decision that will shape the fate of the Dreaming and its inhabitants. He must confront his past actions and make sacrifices that will forever alter the course of his realm and his own existence.

[System activated] [I will make these two worlds and their creatures bow at your feet, my master] [Humans, elves, dragons, monsters, dungeons, kingdoms, wealth, power and everything. I will dedicate them all to you, my master] Raff Petterson, a young man who lived a miserable life in the real world. Failure and humiliation were all he got. But the hope for revenge came when the system inside his body activated. He can go to another world and return to the real world with his skills. He doesn't know, all the missions he undertook would lead him to the struggle for the strongest throne in the real world and the other world.

In a land ruled by strength and bloodlines, Alan Smith is a nobody, an orphan who can’t awaken any power. But fate twists violently the day he uncovers a forbidden relic buried by his vanished parents: the Heart of Nihros. What begins as a desperate journey to survive spirals into a destiny that threatens the balance of the entire realm. Alan learns the secrets of healing lost to time, the art of war drawn from gods, and chaos magic that should not exist. He gathers allies, makes enemies, and discovers that the world itself is a story being written, and he’s not supposed to be the hero. From weakest to warlord. From healer to harbinger. From forgotten to god.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

“He was just another face in the crowd... until the system chose him.” : In a world where only the strong rule, Kiny was nothing more than a background character—ignored, overlooked, and powerless. That is, until the Upgrade System awakened within him, turning every defeat into power, and every failure into a stepping stone toward dominance. From a humble servant to a rising warlord, Kiny unlocks abilities no one has ever seen. But with power comes enemies—kings, beasts, and even gods want what he has. To survive, Kiny must evolve faster than anyone else. Can an ordinary man become the king of kings?

They call Marcus Chen a god-killer. A thief. An abomination. The truth? He's the only mortal who survived when Ares died on top of him, bleeding divinity into his veins. Now every pantheon in Chicago wants him dead before he finishes transforming into something that shouldn't exist, a god born from human flesh. Marcus has three days before execution. Three days to control the power that's burning him alive. Three days to expose the real conspiracy behind Ares's murder. The old gods ruled for millennia. Marcus Chen might be the last god they ever fear.

"I can't be gnawed, you should know that," Dragon Master breathed out dragon aura from his nostrils. Ever thought about the existence of humanity being determined through games between supernatural beings to be conducted in a particular city, and then the results would determine whether humanity in the whole world would be annihilated or not? Well, you are about to meet with one. Set during the period when different classes of gods were given chances in a rotational order to protect the humans. About 4,000 years ago, it became the shadow god's turn and the shadow god Humu was given the job of creating shadow beings to protect all of humanity. His first shadow being created was the shadow supreme being that existed as a place and a powerful being. Possessed massive power, and was the highest in the rank of the shadow beings until his rival the evil shadow supreme being created by the rival shadow god Humu, shadow god Josea who hated humanity and was polemic about Humu's task and wanted Humu to fail his task, so he Created evil shadow beings who were so unscrupulous in their acts. The first in rank of Humu creatures were the shadow supreme beings followed by shadow legends, then shadow lords, followed by shadow masters then lastly shadow warriors. It was the shadow master's turn because an event caused a disastrous domino effect and everyone wasn't present to continue. The Dragon Master, head of the Shadow masters must regain his lost memories due to reincarnation after death, gather all the rest of his top royals and other royals plus the entire Shadow masters who have reincarnated through space and time to protect humanity but he must deal with the shadow masters who are the perfidious malcontents first.

An Introverted but brilliant person was forced to play a game he hates as a school project And when I say hate I mean Hate to the extent he cursed the game and its developers But the gods must hate him as he wakes up in a world he only saw through a screen He must survive and strive in this world of ancient powers And just before I forget "Your Majesty should I prepare the hall for the Grand Sect meeting in the afternoon" "........" "As is it you that is hosting it would be best to give them the lotus hall as a sign of good relation" "........" "Sect Leader...." "is there something not to your liking" "Sect Leader Sih.. " A SECT LEADER!!!

Humans had always been a threat to the celestials. The potential a single human possesses is one that the celestials feared because there was a chance one of them could evolve beyond what they could handle, hence, they brought down the green rain catastrophe. With the intention of wiping out the entire humanity, the seven celestials of Realm X halted the ability for humans and their planet to produce new life, thereby diminishing their population through starvation, and worse, transforming some of the unfortunate into human hunters known as: infected. Erwin was faced with an infected that drove him to the brink of death, before he could meet his end... He unlocked his potential, and a potential the gods feared. He unlocked the dimensional system.