Only I Am A Necromancer

A kid from Earth was transmigrated into a world where the strong eats the weak. Will he survive? This is the story of an ordinary boy blessed with the best talent and endowed with the greatest luck, as a hardcore anime, webtoon, and light novel fanatic, is he living his dream or living his worst nightmare? "All of you bully me just because I am weak?" "All of you dares to ignore my very existence?" "Starting now, this world shall turn upside down!" "I will rise through the ranks and become the God Emperor!"

The Return of the Sword God!. The most powerful Sword Cultivator swung his sword against his enemies. The Law of time was reset! The Evolution restarted. Now, he is back to the beginning. Every Karma must be sought out. If you can survive my first strike, you can't survive the second. Because I am the most powerful Sword Cultivator.

The event: an unforeseen cataclysm which wiped out all of life leaving but a fraction… So they say, but I know the truth, even though I'm uncertain of how it really happened. I can't seem to remember much. Compared to when i first awoken, 50 years ago, even if it's a fraction I'd call it progress. Over 200 years has passed since the event and I'm trying to find the answer to how this place came to be. I know it's not going to be easy and you can guarantee I'm going to fall into some unwanted predicaments. My goal: return it to the time before even if it takes destroying this world. To do that i think i have to find the one who cursed me and stole my memories... What i truly am, I'm yet to find out, and how I plunge the world into its current state. Author's note: I know my synopsis sucks but pls bear with me.

After dying in a fission blast that decimated an entire state, Maxmillan's soul transmigrated into the body of a five-year old in a new world where Astra Mystralis — an energy that causes endless magical manifestations, could be harnessed and manipulated to invoke countless amazing magical effects. But unfortunately for Maxmillan, he couldn't sense or perceive Astra Mystralis, talk more of control or manipulate it and was therefore labeled a 'Reject' which prevented him from interacting with anyone in the society, since they avoided him like a deadly contagious plague that killed immediately it was contracted. So, with such a label accompanying Maxmillan everywhere, how would he survive? How would he fare against the oppressive, abusive and wicked intimidatory acts done to him by the proud and lofty casters of Astra Mystralis? Would he be able to thrive and function in a world where everyone, including five to six-year olds could control Astral Mystralis and bring about myriad fascinating magical effects? To know more, follow Maxmillan in his unfathomably-arduous journey as he tries to survive, thrive and defeat every nigh-insurmountable odd that would appear in his path using the Supreme Battle-Technology System; a dimension-warping, living technological consciousness that possesses near-infinite, super-advanced technologies and would rewardingly empower him with futuristic items like: Multiple-Barrel Laser Burst Emission Gun, Strength-Amplifying Exo-Mechanical Arms, Wide-Area Plasmic and Electric Arc Grenades, Outer-Space Fast-Flight Heavy Armor, Turbo-Thruster Propelled Super-Speed Ultracycle and many others, for as long as he can complete suddenly prompted tasks, quests and missions before their stipulated deadlines. So, with unending technological empowerments, biological augmentations, and advanced cybernetical fortifications obtained from the Supreme Battle-Technology System, watch how a war-seasoned Maxmillan will fight his way through teeming large numbers of Astra Mystralis users and gradually ascend to a great height of fame, honor and glory!

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”

After being heartbroken by his former partner, Clinton found himself in a state of despair, believing that his life was on the brink of collapse. Numerous individuals began treating him poorly, dehumanizing him and ensuring that he felt worthless. However, a sudden phone call would forever alter the course of his life. "I am pleased to inform you that I have transferred $100,000,000 to you. Congratulations, as your previously impoverished life has now come to an end." Clinton's now have all the money in the world! "All those who once trampled on me will regret!!"

The voice of an angel proclaims, «earth is now a battlefield... War is coming, you have been chosen...» "What war? And chosen for what?" Gabriel asked with a wondering eye, «Will you be able to accept responsibilities, Gabriel? It is going to be one hell of a ride, but you will have celestial support» "I will!" He passionately accepted. «The war of the end of ages and there are going to be some friends like you, friends you must find and unite yourself with. You will defend this earth from the invaders. Your rivals shall possess men by day to usurp authority and by night they shall resurface as demon creatures, many people may suppose they are aliens, but I am preinforming you before time to know that they will invade earth to kill and end lives — a system of destruction. Only you can resist them now. Earth has been given to you to dominate and I can not break ranks because I have been constrained to attend to heavenly matters. It's up to you to not fail your world.» The angel of light took off from the terrestrial with its large wings. Gabriel cried, saying, "Wait, you have not given me any abilities yet!" «Search inwards, it's in you, Gab! You already know how to summon me when you need me!» "Wait! How?" Gabriel yelled, but it was too late now: the star was gone and it was up to him to take up responsibility. Everything about his supposed weakness changed when he woke up to discover angelic wings attached to his skin and an $80billion transfer to his bank account... A war between forces of dominion is activating...

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“Mom, I am pregnant with Maxwell Cross and not that Worthless loser,” Anastasia said. Damian Grayson was despised, cheated on and betrayed by his wife, Anastasia, and his in-laws insulted him. His true identity remained hidden. Those who tried to show their powers would have to kneel before him, begging for mercy. With his supernatural powers, he could heal and conquer evil forces.

Transferred to a technologically-advanced Earth as an infant from a planetary-powerhouse named Al-Vrygon, Geltorak—now Hunter Stone—blossomed into a highly-skilled fighter, a fearsome technologically-enhanced operative, and a globally-celebrated genius inventor. But at the age of 20, before Hunter Stone could really dream of achieving the status of god-like inventor, Earth suddenly plunged into a crisis of total destruction. A mysterious figure, predating Hunter's arrival, had abruptly risen to power and united the world as its inaugural hegemonic ruler. Unwilling to witness global annihilation, Hunter, who had undergone many training, began to forge alliances with tech-powered soldiers, mechanically-augmented battle veterans, and super-powered alien beings that resided on Earth. Together, they endured relentless violent conflicts and devastating battles against allied enemy forces, as they strived to avert the foreseen apocalypse—a looming decimation of Earth and the extermination of all living beings. Emerging as the revered leader of a particular faction in a desolate, war-torn Earth, Hunter embarked on a space odyssey to seek certain answers. But he became inadvertently ensnared in a scheme that led to the unceasing subjugation and eventual annihilation of numerous planets by a malevolent cosmic force. Determined to halt the unending planetary destructions, Hunter traversed dimensions to lost otherworldly civilizations, where he gathered materials to construct god-like technological wonders, and colossal supermachines known as Divinity-Machines—behemoth cosmomechanical marvels capable of rivalling the grand cosmic powers of hypothetical outer-space omniversal gods. Accompanied by his planet-shaking monolithic inventions, and adorned with the myriad god-subduing items that he built, he gradually formed alliances with friends, numerous other beings, and potent huge armies from distant planets, all sharing the hope of thwarting the tyrannical nefarious power from advancing in its wicked conquest! Yet, the looming question persisted: Would Hunter Stone really succeed, or would he become a mere remnant in the annals of cosmic history?