Only I Am A Necromancer

"Who the hell or what the hell are you? And why are you in my head?" "I am your system interface. Host identified: Alexander Todd." *** Alec lived in a city where power meant everything. Bullied and overlooked in school for being poor and different, he was seen as powerless. One day, after another harsh encounter, he blacked out and was left alone in the rain. Something strange happened that day, something that changed him. He didn’t wake up for days, until a sudden sound in his head brought him back. From that moment, Alec’s life began to shift in ways he never expected.

After dying during a failed buttocks enlargement, Jasmine who just won a contest as the most beautiful lady in the was reincarnated in the opposite of who she was in her formal life. As the ugliest baby on earth, Ugly-face must achieve his eartly target, or be send back to hell... What is Ugly-face babbling about?" Alicia asked as she make a face at me, pinch my left cheek and said, "you can smile as long as you like. I am not a fans of yours, and your smile can't change my mind." "Let's go and play with other children. His bizarre smiling is giving me chills," Betty announced, hissed and walked off. "Will you play with him for a while?" Alice asked Alicia. "No chance, buddy. I can't touch that thing with six feet long pole," Alicia answered back, peeked at my face and let out, "babies smiles are supposed to make someone to feel relaxed, but your smilling is giving us chills." Alicia left, and I was left alone with Alice who keeps smiling back at me. "Give me your hand, sweetheart," I mumbled as I stretched my right hand towards her. "Poor baby... He is lonely and want me to carry him." "Yes, Babe. Carry me up and plant a wet kiss on my lips."

The war in the Eastern Land dragged on far longer than anyone expected. It left behind nothing but desperate orphans. But one child was different. Driven by vengeance, he slaughtered over a hundred invading soldiers with his bare hands. Fifteen years later, he became a god of war hidden in plain sight. No one knew who he truly was. To the world, he was nothing more than a loyal stay-at-home husband—until the day his wife betrayed him for another man. "So, money and power were all you ever wanted?" he asked. "If you had told me from the start, I could have given you more than he ever could. I am King Fox, the legendary God of War!" SLAP! His wife struck him across the face before the crowd. "You’re nothing but a cheap mercenary. I wish you had died in the trenches!" That divorce forced him out of hiding. Now, he will take his revenge to the bitter root and build an unmatched military dynasty.

Other people don't know about me, and I don't even know who I am. Before, everything was so unfair, and I only got miserable things. When my father showed up, he told me everything. I was a rich man! Even very rich!

My name is Joe Mzalendo. Mine country is Credonia, a third-world country. Born and raised here, I loved my country just like every other patriotic citizen. As I grew up, all I ever wanted was a good degree and a good job with the government. All that I looked forward to so that I could help others and see to it that things went the right way. I had a dream of transforming my country through fighting and nipping Corruption by the roots. I thought getting in was the right move and the only way to make a change. In the end, I was all wrong. I found myself imprisoned by powers I couldn't control and forces I could not break. Without options, I watched people suffer as I did nothing. It was a stab through my heart. I had to live with the knife through my heart and in pain. It was either that and try to help those I could or die. I not only walked with death but saw it most of the time. It was then that I learned; some things are better done from a distance. I learnt never to put out a conflagration from inside a blazing house.

I, Sebastian Falk, was an entirely insignificant and struggling line cook until a grotesque, mutated beast shattered my diner window to eat me alive. Right as its massive jaws snapped toward my face, I awakened the Predator's Kitchen System and slaughtered the terrifying creature with a heavy cooking skillet. The world had suddenly integrated into a brutal apocalypse where the highly toxic flesh of these new monsters was completely inedible to normal human survivors. My unique system allowed me to perfectly purify that deadly corruption and cook the monster meat into magical meals that granted immense physical strength and rapid healing. Instead of running out to fight in the doomed streets, I barricaded my ruined restaurant and started serving high-tier combat rations to desperate mercenaries in exchange for their protection. I hired a poisoned giant to work as my bouncer and recruited elite hunters to track down massive boss creatures so I could harvest their rare ingredients. My magical food made my restaurant the absolute safest sanctuary in the wasteland, which quickly attracted heavily armed warlords who wanted to enslave me for their own armies. I completely refused to let anyone take my kitchen, and I used my system to forge my culinary tools into deadly weapons to butcher anyone who threatened my territory. If you want to survive this apocalyptic nightmare, you have to follow my strict rules and pay for your meals with valuable monster cores. I am going to build an impenetrable fortress around my dining room and establish myself as the ultimate authority in this ruined world.

Franklin's poisoned hands touched the wall, and immediately, the snake-like venom with which his hands decorated crawled up the walls. Tightening itself over the blocks, making the little crumbles gather on the forest floor, dying along with everything around it, Franklin watched as his poison worked on the walls. “Stop, this is unlike you. You can always change yourself,” said a voice that Franklin did not acknowledge at first. “You don't know me. I was born for domination and conquering.” He said as though he was trying to convince himself. “You are a giver of life. What gives you the right to think like that?” The female's voice was angry now. She emerged from the trees to stand before him. “I am a feeder of light, nothing more. I will conquer all who thought I was weak,” Franklin said, seething with anger now looking at who it was. “You think you're so bold, follow me and let's find out,” Lily said as she started running the opposite way. She aimed to let him come jolting out of his reverie, and if she tried all, then so be it. With a growling snarl, Franklin stopped forcing the walls to come down and took off after Lily. He had the mission to eliminate her once and for all.

"I am no longer the loser you can trample on. If the world wants me to be a monster, then I will give them the coldest hell!" Ethan Eldravar was just a poor young man who was insulted and ostracized in Lumireth market. However, as his father lay dying from King Axandra's cursed poison, an ancient destiny awakened within his blood. He was no ordinary human, he was the last heir of the extinct Dragon Rider clan. Alongside Nyxherion, a frost-fire dragon that continues to evolve, Ethan must traverse the deadly Shadow Path and the mysterious Valtherion Valley. Yet, in the midst of his struggle to save his father, betrayal emerges from the person he trusted most. Will Ethan choose to save his father, or succumb to the dragon's rage that demands revenge against the entire kingdom? In a world where power is everything, Ethan will prove that one Eldravar life is far more valuable than thousands of shadow warrior lives.

Running away from home is just the only option I have right now to stay away from this toxic man, how can I even survive a day with a man I never loved? A wicked and heartless man. I have to make a plan now before it becomes too late to escape. What if I run away with my daughter, will I succeed? What if he sends his men after me? How will I manage to outrun them? But this is my only chance, if I can make it to the Moon Sea outside the borders before dawn, he will not notice I’m gone and before he realizes it, I will be two steps ahead. But I have a problem, how will I run away with my little baby without being noticed? Or should I leave her behind? He has placed a spell on this bangle on her wrist, if she goes close to the Khah’s Kingdom Magic barriers, it will trigger the alarm and I will be spotted in no time. What will I do? Should I leave my baby behind and run for my life and come back later? What if she dies?

"I am pregnant. And you are going to take responsibility for the child,” Lombard’s girlfriend said—the problem was, the child wasn’t his. At twenty-eight, Lombard August has everything—wealth, power, influence. But for two years, he buried it all. Why? Because for once in his life, he wanted something real. A family. A future. Then he met her. A woman with terrifyingly real supernatural powers… and morals strong enough to make him believe she could be the perfect mother to his children. So he stepped down. Stayed quiet. Endured disrespect. Let her powerful family look down on him— All to prove he was worthy of her. They made one mistake. They thought he was ordinary. They thought he was beneath them. They have never been more wrong. Now, the woman he sacrificed everything for is carrying another man’s child… and expects him to raise it under the will of a “Holy One.” Her family agrees. To them, Lombard is just a convenient choice. A man they can assign a life to. What they don’t know… Is that the version of Lombard they’ve been seeing— Was never real. And the man he truly is? Is not someone you control. It’s someone who takes control. Now, with divine power, ruthless elites, and betrayal closing in, Lombard has only one choice: Return to the man they should have feared. The Saintess chose the wrong man to mess with. And soon… even the heavens will regret it.