Plundering In The Apocalypse

“In a world torn by Gates… where monsters roam, and strength is everything…" "He was the weakest Hunter alive. " "Forgotten. Powerless. Disposable." "Until the moment death claimed him… and something else awakened." "A system no one can see…" "Quests only he receives…" "Power beyond reason…" "But strength comes at a price." "There are lands cloaked in darkness…" "Gods who watch from beyond…" "And one name they all fear—" "Draco… ruler of the Dark Lands." "This is not the tale of the strongest Hunter…" "Nor of a mortal clinging to survival." "This… is transcendence." "This… is the journey of the Lord Celestial.”

Betrayed by the woman he loved, Art ended up dying with the last thing he saw being her kissing another man. He was filled with regret about how wasted his life was but he was given another chance. [Potential Successor found. Do you wish to accept] He found himself transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old who died, with his body being weak to dislocate just by swinging a sword. Even with something like this, his System delivered a task that seemed impossible. [Become the most powerful mage] Follow Art on his journey, from being the weakest to the strongest mage in the world.

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.

Imagine a boy considered a weakling In school, and always getting bullied, suddenly became a god enjoying the king's benefits For centuries, earth realm had two world's above it. tekashi (wonderland), and the underworld (land of demons and monsters). The underworld attacked earth realm with monsters and ruled over them until a strange power fell on one boy from the heaven's, which helped him defeat the monsters and became the king of earth realm .

Hans Ronald is the only son of Mr Ronald, the multi trillionaire, who's the richest man in the city. Hans is known by everyone to be the pampered and beloved heir of the Ronalds family and he's always been protected all his life. He's good looking, smart and every girls' dream guy. One day, his parents are taken down by men in black, leaving Hans with trillions of dollars, but since his parents' protection are gone, he's vulnerable and weak…he realizes that someone is after him, certainly the same person that killed his parents. He stumbles upon immeasurable power when he finds a secret book and unlocks a system, he swears to get revenge on the enemy, but what if the enemy is someone he loves?.

They called him bloodless They mocked him, beat him, finally betrayed him framing an innocent orphan and hurling him into the Ashen wastes to die a slow forgotten death. But the moment Elias Voss's blood touches a forbidden crimson altar, the empire's greatest nightmare awakens. Deep within his veins roars the primordial war God bloodline an extinct legacy of apocalyptic conquerors the gods themselves erased from history in terror. Crimson fury floods his body. Broken bones mend in seconds. A single punch shatters mana beasts that devour armies. Ancient battlefields flash before his eyes, whispering unstoppable tactics no mortals should know. Now the boy they discarded is coming back. With the sarcastic ghost general at his side, a sharp-togued swordswoman who swears she does not need him, and an unshakeable will forged in betrayal, Elias will climb from exile to overlord. Every arrogant noble who laughed at him will kneel. Every clan that turned away will regret. In floating war academies and blood-drenched arenas, a legend rises one swing, one conquest, one shattered enemy at a time. The War God is awake. And the empire will tremble.

In a crystalline Dubai, a disgraced security chief must command a team of bio augmented survivors through a sentient, killing desert, all while fighting a dormant god for control of his own soul.

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

Solvren Aetharis has lived his life twenty-four hours ahead of everyone else, using his gift of foresight to avert minor tragedies. But when a glitch in his power reveals a vision of the world one year from now, he sees himself seated upon a throne of bones as a living god. Beside him stands Elarienne, the woman he loves, her hands dripping with the blood of the innocent. To save the world and the girl he loves, Solvren must navigate a web of divine conspiracies and hidden legacies, all while wondering if his every move to stop the future is actually the very thing that brings it to pass.

Transported to a world where monsters hunt humanity to the brink, Ronan Eltair has only one advantage: a radio that shouldn't work. It receives transmissions from Earth, twenty years in the future. Armed with knowledge of disasters before they happen, Ronan joins forces with the ruthless Commander Vaisha Noren. But as the timelines begin to fracture and the radio gives conflicting reports, Ronan realizes that the greatest threat isn't the monsters outside the walls—it’s the people standing right next to him. When the future warns him that his ally is his executioner, can he change the signal, or is his fate already recorded in the static?