Oi You There Elden Ring

When the apocalypse rears its head, who are the ones who will save the world from utter doom? Follow Micheal Baker, a seemingly ordinary teenage boy who is treated as an outcast, as he surpasses all expectations to become the strongest of his era with his Deviant System. [You have killed your first Profanity!] [You have unlocked your System!] [Your class is Pariah: One who is rejected by his kind.]

"How could you do something like this to me?" Jessica Blake cried"Was it really I who did it? " Jacob Wayne "You-" Mother-in-law said whilst staringly furiously at the man.“You want us to divorce.” Jacob then took out the piece of document and signed it in front of all of them. “So I’m giving it to you.” He then toss the signed divorce papers to them without a single word and walked away without looking back.

[Congratulations Virgin Eliot!] [You have met all the requirements to qualify for the ONE inheritance!] [You have received the ONE bloodline: Evolutionist!] [You have unlocked the ONE innate bloodline ability: Infinite Evolution!] [Your starting point has been decided!] [Congratulations! You have been reincarnated as a virus!] … [Current Location: Belly of a Salmon] [WARNING! Your presence has been detected and anti-viral enzymes are currently being deployed against you.] “…!” “What in the name of all mother*cking strippers?” Virgin Eliot was flabbergasted. Eliot, the personal assistant to the greatest evolutionary scientist that ever lived has died due to his teacher’s radical experiments only to find himself reincarnated in a new world as a virus. ‘State the Darwin theory of evolution!’ He heard. Unsurprisingly, his teacher’s spirit and goal followed him to the new world. Here, discovering that fantastical elements like reincarnation and infinite evolution were real, Eliot decides to embark on a journey of self-discovery. A journey to answer all the questions that he had on his reincarnation. ‘Let’s see, by the time I evolve 10 times, 100 times, a thousand times…,’ He grinned. ‘I bet I’ll get the answers to all my questions by then’. Follow Eliot on his epic journey through the world of Utopia as he evolves into countless unique beasts, meeting a plethora of adventure along the line.

At this time Damien's phone vibrated rapidly. He took out from his pocket, this got him a snort from the lady opposite him. Looking at his phone, he saw a strange message. [Ding! System fully activated. Awarded welcome gifts, do you wish to receive it?] Damien could not help but frown as this was somewhat unusual. What welcome gift? He never applied for anything online. 'Hah! These mobile phones ads are really something.' Ding! The next moment the phone's screen flashed red, and the returned to normalcy a few seconds later. «Ding! Congratulations, you just received twenty thousand dollars.» «Ding! Congratulations, you just received ten thousand dollars.» «Ding! Congratulations, you just received ten thousand dollars.» Damien could not help but wonder; is this a program that keeps giving out fake awards? However at this time, a new message popped up, he received two text messages from his bank. "Wells Fargo Bank: Credit alert; twenty thousand dollars" "Wells Fargo Bank: Credit alert; ten thousand dollars" "Wells Fargo Bank: Credit alert; ten thousand dollars" Damien was startled. These three amounts turned out to be the exact amount this ads sent me.

Madam Ottiline's words trickled down his ears as he felt super pumped about the news he had just heard. His heavy gaze lingered on her as he got hitched through myriads of thoughts within himself. If everything was true, it meant that his current grave peril would be reversible. He chuckled sably and inwardly to himself at the hardy Boyz. He couldn't help but be gleeful about their reactions when they found out who he was. He felt a tug of relief etched in his heart. "I need to check on my foster mom, grandma," He implored facing Ottiline who nodded her head and not in repugnance. Her lips curved into a broad smile as she spoke with her lips twitching upwards in an amicable manner. "Of course dear. You can confirm it for yourself, then she would be able to confirm how she and your foster Dad found you to keep you safe and bring you up to this point," Ottiline voice boomed in an aced manner. Axel's life had a massive breakthrough when his true identity as the son of the richest Entrepreneur in the world was unravelled. From being japed and bullied in High school, he ends up at the top and investigates a dark secret about his true wealthy parent's death.

"Name's Andrew Lapis, bud. Just your run-of-the-mill guy coasting through a mundane existence. My family? As average as they come, all huddled under the drab roof of a cookie-cutter house. University? Yep, I'm there too, pulling down grades that'd make any 'ordinary' student proud. Except for Logic Reasoning. Turns out, I've got a knack for that—extraordinarily good, if you ask me. My nightly routine? Well, it's a real nail-biter. Me and my buddy, we hit up the same old coffee shop, play the same old card games. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no slouch when it comes to those cards. You could say I've got some pretty extraordinary skills up my sleeve. But here's the kicker—life was as dull as dishwater, or at least it used to be. That was until I stumbled upon certain people that turned my world from yawn-inducing ordinary to a whirlwind of the extraordinary. My reality? It flipped like a pancake on a hot griddle. Gone were the days of ordinary, replaced by a high-stakes world of dirty dealings and opulent casinos. So yeah, you could say my life went from poker nights to playing dirty, but in the swankiest casinos you ever did see."

"Sign it, Leon. A trash like you doesn't deserve to breathe the same air as the Miller family anymore." Leon Ardent looked at the divorce papers on the cold marble table. For three years, he had been the perfect house-husband. He cooked, he cleaned, and he endured the constant mockery of his wife’s wealthy relatives. He was the "Garbage Son-in-Law" of Northwood City. He did it all to fulfill a secret vow of humility. But today, the vow was over. "Is this what you truly want, Sarah?" Leon asked quietly. Sarah Miller didn't even look at him. She was busy leaning into the arms of Julian Vance, the billionaire heir who had promised her a throne. "I want a king, Leon. Not a servant. Take your cheap clothes and get out of my villa before the security throws you into the rain." Leon picked up the pen. With one swift stroke, he ended their marriage. As the clock struck midnight, the silent city of Northwood began to tremble. A fleet of black private jets darkened the sky, and hundreds of armored vehicles surrounded the Miller estate. The most powerful men in the world, people Sarah could only dream of meeting, knelt in the mud before the man she had just discarded. "Young Master! The three-year trial is complete! The Ardent Global Syndicate awaits your command!" Leon stepped over the divorce papers. The humble husband was dead. The Sovereign had returned. "Sarah," Leon whispered as he walked past his trembling ex-wife. "You wanted a king? Too bad. You just threw away the Emperor." Now, Sarah wants him back. Julian wants mercy. And the Miller family is begging for a crust of bread. But Leon Ardent is no longer the man who cleans floors.

“You left me worried, pregnant, and frustrated for five years. I thought you were dead. I tried to move on but couldn’t, and now you want to walk back into my life like nothing happened?” Morgan vanished for five years after being paid to marry Jessica of the Creek family, only to disappear mysteriously without a trace. Now, he stands at the Creek family mansion, facing the wrath of a betrayed wife, a venomous mother-in-law, and a secret son he never knew existed. Accused of theft and betrayal, Morgan is dragged to be execution—but fate has other plans. As shocking truths unravel and power plays intensify, one bullet triggers a system that changes everything. How did Morgan survive the impossible, and what secrets still lie buried beneath the Creek family legacy?

s that not our loathsome son-in-law?" "I bet he is. That son of nobody still come back after stealing from us." "I sometimes feel pity for him... Did you hear that Johnson is not his son?" "Yep. I heard from madam Alice... Served him right, he believes he is part of us because one of us gave birth to a son for him." "One more year and we will be free of his pitiful face." "Did you think he will survive if we chased him out of the villa?" "No, he won't. He is so dependable on us and will commit suicide as soon as he left that gate." "I may have compassion on him and employ him as my driver." "You are too kind. I can't even employ him as my laundry man." "Hahaha!"

Would you believe it if your best friend told you that he has been living in the world for four hundred years? What is the reason for this - a wonderful gift, which he acquired at a terrible price and continues to pay for it to this day? That he was familiar with Catherine de Medici, Stefan Batory, Nostradamus? That's what I didn't believe at first. But he told me such details that I could not help thinking: what if this is true?