Necromancer Emperor

Dario Reynolds is the wretched and despised son-in-law of the Williams family. After three years of marriage, Delilah didn’t think twice before throwing divorce papers at Dario’s face when a wealthy suitor came knocking. Just when he thought he had lost everything, a sudden revelation changes his life. From now on, he’s no longer “the useless dead weight”, He is Dario Reynolds, the emperor of the Persian empire.

Have you ever felt that someone is controlling your fate? Have you ever thought if the memories you have are your own or someone else’s? Have you thought if you are alive or if this life is just someone else’s dream and you are living in a dream? Have you ever thought if you are just part of a book that is written by someone else?

In a world where mortals strive to defy the heavens, where mountains float and oceans roar with spiritual beasts, the cultivation world stands on the edge of chaos. The Radiant Court rules above all—seven Thrones, unshaken for ten thousand years. They decide who rises. They decide who falls. But there is a legend whispered in silence. A name spoken only in riddles. A figure who once stood above the heavens… and walked away. Chen Fi. No one knows where he came from. No one knows how strong he truly was. Only the oldest cultivators remember the tremble in the world when he last raised a hand. They say he once refused the title of Immortal Emperor. They say he gave up the Nine Dao Thrones. They say he saw something beyond power… and chose peace. Now, hidden in a quiet valley unknown to most maps, he lives as a humble hermit—drinking tea, fishing under cherry blossoms, and raising a single orphan boy. But peace never lasts. When the world begins to stir—when arrogant sects send disciples to claim his land, when the Thrones grow fearful of a man they could never control—old echoes awaken. Chen Fi does not seek conflict. But should conflict find him… He reminds the world why it once knelt.

"Death is not the end rather it's the beginning." Almiron Rakenji, a necromancer who lost he's mom at a young age, one day with he's life in grave danger he unlocks he's abilities and finds out that in their world they are other people like him. after he fully accepts the fact that he is a necromancer he has to protect himself and he's friends as he makes enemies with abilities who comes after him and the people he loves.

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

Who can see the end of the path ? . Who can suppress the endless worlds and declare himself Supreme ?. it is I , the Apocalypse Emperor , the one who stands at the end of Dao. One of the five Supreme Emperors that governed numerous worlds , the Fire Emperor died to the knife of his loved one and was lucky to go back to the past before the apocalypse began. Can he correct his numerous mistakes and avenge his past life ?. Can he transcend the realm of Emperor and become an immortal this time ? . And the mysterious treasure , what was the origin ?.

Having a crazy continuous dream like a drama series during my childhood, I realize I’m in the body of a character named Airis Absalom, daughter of the Absalom duchy. She happens to be an introvert, respectful and beautiful lady, but she died a miserable death, killed by the heartless mad future emperor, Aiden Alexander Ambrose. Not only her death, but also Ardiane empire’s total downfall. In order for me to not meet the same end and prevent the disaster I’ve seen, I made a deal with the hero, Azher Alexander Ambrose, the 4th prince. I promised to make him the next emperor in return for him to sponsor my world travel – trying to find a way to return. Living in this dream-reality, will I be able to return and succeed in saving Ardiane?

[ Mission completed successfully ] [ $200,000,000 have been transferred to main account ] [ Mission completed successfully ] [ $1,000,000,000 have been transferred to main account ] [ Unique key to a private Island has been transferred to Inventory ] [ Ancient Relic: Excalibur has been transferred to Inventory ] [ Skill Book: Dark necromancer has been added ] Awesome, isn't it? This became the regular lifestyle of William Ashworth, a poverty-cursed orphan who, following a torturous encounter, awakened the Infinite System, granting him the ability to travel through countless dimensions and realities, complete quests and engage in unique and ancient stories and obtain extraordinary rewards. Was it money? Fame? Treasures? Magic? Or even immortality? With the Infinite System, all these and even more could be achieved, although a deeper mystery quietly beckoned from the shadows!!

A million years have passed since the war that shattered the harmony of Caelestia—the once-divine realm that shimmered with eternal light. The Divinomachy. It began with a betrayal. One of the Supreme Emperor’s most powerful and revered archangels, corrupted by pride, jealousy and ambition, raised his blade against his Creator. His defiance was swift and infectious—many of the Emperor’s faithful servants followed him, seduced by whispers of freedom, power, and a new order. Thus ignited a celestial war — Divinomachy. For one hundred years, the heavens trembled under the weight of clashing divinities. Brother turned against brother. Skies once filled with song now roared with the cries of battle. At last, the Supreme Emperor, weary of endless bloodshed, brought the war to a bitter close. With a divine curse, he cast down the traitors into a prison realm he created—Phlegethon and sealed their leader—while some escaped. Their punishment was eternal. Once-angelic beings were twisted into demons. Their silver skin blackened and grew scales. Their radiant wings darkened into shadows, and crimson replaced their once pure silver eyes. Even their hands bore the mark of damnation—silver claws sprouting where gentle fingers had once been. And when the fallen archangel was finally struck down, a prophecy echoed across the universe—spoken through the Emperor’s oracle: “When the stars realign and the seal weakens, the fallen one shall rise again. But from the forbidden love of both light and darkness shall be born a child—a hybrid. He shall end what the traitor had begun.” Though Caelestia was rebuilt, its wounds never fully healed. For prophecy does not forget, and the chains that bind the fallen grow weaker with every passing age. The ones who escaped hid themselves across the universe, patiently waiting for the return of their master.

He was a man who had nothing to his name nor anyone he could call a family. Just living as a corpse without any goal. He had lost all motivation to live and was just pushing the days because of a promise he made. 'Make sure to enjoy your life' He remembered the face of a woman who gave up her whole life for him. He looked at the rope in his hand, feeling disgusted at himself. He felt like his life had no motive. But that's when it happened. [The Necromancer System has chosen you] [The system is recommending you climb the Tower of Myth] [If you successfully climb to the top of the Tower, any one of your wishes will be fulfilled, no matter what it is] [Do you want to take the test of the Myth Tower?] [Yes/No] A reason for him to live appeared. The story of the One who had regained his will to live is about to start....