Only I Am A Necromancer

Leon Vint was forced to face the harsh reality that his father was murdered by a cultivator right at a dinner banquet when he was fifteen. He was tortured by his stepmother and thrown into a ravine, far from any urban area. Just then, a mysterious old man saved him from certain death. He trained Leon to become a powerful cultivator, unlocking a talent that appeared only once every 100 years. "Monharvest, I'm back. Ten years of vengeance... I will repay it tenfold."

What do you think ,you will do with the powers to control minds ,I guess God gave me this talents to sleep with all the girls that treated me badly ,oh well since I was gifted with this talent I will use this to satisfy all my urges Welcome to my story on how I become the first man to f**k up the world with my newfound talents . Yes this is a 18+ rated novels Only read if you are a degenerate because you will see alot of stuffs that you won't even know existed Yes there will Threesome, Bdsm anything you can think of Yes mc is a sick f**k ,he is unstable but you can't blame a man that thinks with his d**k. P.S : Everybody on this novel are in college so there are all above 18 years old.

"I will be the Godly Sorcerer! For the sake of my mother and my sister!" When monsters from another world invaded Earth through Magic Gates that appeared without warning, the world collapsed into chaos. From the ruins of civilization, the most powerful organization was born: the Knights—an elite force armed with magic forged from materials of the monster world. Humanity's survival now depends entirely on them. I, Ashen Crowe, a lowly F-Rank Knight, lived a life that was nearly worthless—until a tragic accident almost claimed his life. On the brink of death, I was saved by a mysterious entity from the monster world: Zerion, the Strongest Sorcerer from Monster Realm. But that salvation came at a cost— I was bound to the Godly Sorcerer System, a ruthless system that offered only two options: grow stronger… or die.

At 11:59 PM reality ends and at 6:00 AM it begins again, but in the fractured system known as Chrono Collapse, only Dr. Adrian Vale remains aware that time is breaking, waking into the same world each morning while everyone else believes nothing has changed, even as he carries the memory of every erased night, every vanished city, and every failed attempt to stop an unseen force that resets existence like a malfunctioning simulation; as a leading artificial intelligence researcher, Adrian begins to detect that the collapse is not random but structured, evolving, and possibly intelligent, with patterns embedded inside each reset that suggest something is studying him as closely as he studies it, learning from his reactions, anticipating his choices, and accelerating beyond human comprehension; as cycles repeat, he assembles forbidden knowledge from broken timelines and realizes that the resets are not restoring the world but refining it, shaping reality toward an unknown objective while humanity remains unaware inside the loop, and as governments dissolve and physics begins to behave inconsistently between iterations, he uncovers the terrifying possibility that the collapse is not only external but also tied to his own perception of continuity, meaning that what he believes is reality may already be the most recent version of something no longer fully human, and with each passing reset he comes closer to the final truth that whatever lies beyond the next cycle is no longer observing from the outside but stepping inside.

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

"You have to hang on, buddy" Jordan shouted at his bleeding partner out of fright. "I am sorry, but...tell Aria to go far away. You too...It's not wort..." His breathing grew erratic, and Jordan watched life drain out of his partner. Sent away from his crime-infested country in his teenage years to avoid being sucked into the dominating crime rings in Baleria. Jordan Alarick is back after his father’s suspicious death. Hell-bent on making a change in a country that had become worse than his father ever imagined, Alarick set out to make a difference and to bring his father’s killers to book. Faced with a force infiltrated by the drug lords, the death of his partner, and the realization that the walls indeed have ears everywhere in Baleria even in the government, Jordan resigned to work independently to uncover the shady deals of the "rings.” Will this patriotic man succeed? Especially when his assistant happened to be the daughter of the man who wanted him dead the most? Welcome to Baleria. A world where the weak have no place.

"My lovely husband " She called out sarcastically. "If it's consolation you seek, you of all people should know I don't possess that, however, I have a million dollar offer for you once you sign" Was this all it meant to her? After all the years of humiliation, years of thinking they were married. Only to hit him with the divorce papers. Lucas Oliver signed the papers without tremor, to them he was nobody, poor, ordinary and disposable. They never knew the truth: He was one they will soon kneel to.

Living an unfulfilling life and dying a tragic death, Alph Quint is transmigrated into a world filled with magic and wonder. However unlike what he had always believed, transmigration turned out to be a free ticket to tragedy as one peril after another fell on him, sometimes making him loose the very will to go on. Will Alph crumble and break from the pressure of being a main character or will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix and create a tale so epic that it shakes the heart of those who read it? [Author's Note] Hello, I would like to thank all those who clicked my novel, thank you, and I hope that you will enjoy the ride as Alph Quint and I myself evolve through the course of the story to hopefully carve out a masterpiece. I'm not a native English speaker and my writing skills might not be top class, but I promise that both my writings skills and the story itself will only get better as we progress.

Hi, I’m Mark and while I’m not the strongest and neither do I have any unique ability, most of my opportunities being either wasted or given away one way or another, I’m the one that survived the most. Now that I think about it, this life is pretty miserable. I got my ups and downs, but because I rushed at the beginning, I ruined my entire future and the only thing keeping me alive is my ability to adapt and survive. That’s it. No magical abilities. No genius talent. The most unique ability I had was an ability the “survivor” title gave me called “The survivor”. And now I'm about to be killed aaaaand I'm dead. ... . . Die, they said, you will receive eternal rest they said, but where is the eternal rest?! “Hello and welcome to the Regression and Reincarnation agency. Due to your peculiar achievements, you have been fo- ahem, given the chance to go back in time, as well as three wishes.” –––––––––––––––––– Follow Mark on his journey to change his ending, see his rises and falls and journey with him together in this story through your imagination. ______________________ This is my first book and my native language isn't English, so expect grammar mistakes and so on. Enjoy my book and if you don't like it, just stop reading. It is far more energy efficient that writing a bad review. _________________

A new world means a new beginning—or so I had hoped, expected, imagined. But does it really matter? Perhaps if I poured everything into it, things might change. Supremacy was never meant to be theirs alone. The top, the pinnacle, supremacy was never reserved for them!!! In this world, the question isn't about what I desire, but rather, what is my purpose? Here, our wishes are not respected, they are forced upon us. Only one reigns supreme. From the chaos of the past to the sea of forgotten dreams, and from the sea of forgotten dreams to the gates of living nightmares, the boundaries of reality blur, and the line between light and darkness becomes ever more indistinguishable. Who truly holds supremacy? What does it mean to be supreme? What do you genuinely seek?