Pov Männlich

Benedict Muller was born in the modern time when the evolution of technology and science made waves in human genetics and the universe. Everyone has special powers. There are rankings based on the level of their powers. The possessors of these powers are called Aetherians, and they began to rule civilisations around the world after a major change. Only rich families will always excel as they influence to be in control. Poor people like Benedict Muller could only accept the conditions, especially since his family lost their wealth. When Benedict was 18 years old, he decided to join a military group to fight and earn a decent living. With last hope and strong determination, Benedict took the test. But before he knew it, the greatest evolution of science happened. The system synchronised with Benedict. It was time for Benedict Muller to rise.

Brandon has always been bullied by gangsters, but everything would change when college finally started, in another city. Love seemed to be just right for Bran, but he was betrayed. Bran may not be who he seems. Will he have his revenge? Will he succeed in prooving his value? And will he ever believe in love again?

In the broken continent of Averis, glory is currency—and humiliation is a death sentence. Max Partey was born in chains. Beaten in the alleys of Freeport, sold between masters, and forgotten by the world, he is nothing more than another slave waiting to die. Until the night the System awakens within him. It offers power. Not for heroism. Not for mercy. But for revenge. Every injustice he endures fuels his strength. Every humiliation becomes Glory Points, and the chains that once bound him become his deadliest weapon. As Max rises from the slums to the grand arenas of Auravale and the war-torn kingdoms beyond, he gathers unlikely allies—an exiled strategist, a silver-tongued diplomat, and a warrior who fights like a storm in chains. But power always attracts monsters. A ruthless noble named Veylan Corvaris is climbing toward godhood, feeding on the same System that fuels Max. Kingdoms crumble, Rift Beasts pour into the world, and the truth behind the System threatens to shatter everything. Because the voice guiding Max…might not be a god. It might be himself. And to save the world, the man who rose through glory may have to destroy the very power that made him unstoppable.

[System + Monster evolution + Weak to strong + Catastrophic class Apex progression] I hatched from an egg in a fantasy world with a system screen. I’m not a hero. I’m not even a person anymore. I’m a Helion - the hatchling form of an apex predator, cursed with a hunger that never stops screaming. In this world, if you don’t level up, you’re just meat. And right now? I’m the smallest, most tempting steak in the forest. The System doesn’t care about my morals. It wants me to kill, to evolve, and to climb the weak-to-strong ladder until I’m the one looking down. But every time I sharpen my claws, I feel the human part of me slipping away. Instinct says devour. My conscience says protect. They call me an Alpha - but they’ve never seen a predator who chooses to stand between the monster and the prey. As Helis, the forgotten energy of creation, begins to burn through my veins, the forest is starting to realize I’m not just another beast to be hunted. I’m the one who’s going to change the rules.

Alistair Woods lives in a rural village. When his fiancée breaks the marriage contract because she believes he is not on the same level as the first Female Warrior, his relief does not last long: his master has another arranged marriage in line! This time, Alistair cannot escape the union and leaves for Lothan City, where he marries Lisa Anderson. What Alistair did not expect was to be so mistreated and to have his honor questioned by his new family. However, he has more important matters to deal with, such as a grand scheme that could put the lives of many in danger. And here, the poor village boy will show that in addition to being the Divine Healer, he is also a Master Warrior!

When disgraced preacher Yeshua Yael stands in the rain outside his ex-wife’s mansion, he believes his life is over, but Heaven isn’t finished with him. A voice speaks. Lightning answers. A glowing mark brands his arm, proof of a divine inheritance long forgotten. The next day, in full view of the world, Yeshua performs a miracle that turns him from a laughingstock into a global mystery. Now hunted by an unseen entity called the Watcher and drawn into the secret Circle of Dominion, Yeshua learns he is the last heir of an ancient order created to guard the balance between Heaven’s light and the world’s corruption. Yet power invites enemies, from jealous apostles inside the Circle to the shadows that whisper his name. As miracles turn into battles and faith becomes a weapon, Yeshua must decide what kind of Apostle he will be, one of mercy… or of fire. Facing betrayal, supernatural warfare, and the woman who once broke him, he will discover that the greatest miracles cost more than faith, they demand everything.

Lein Aeron dies the most ridiculous death imaginable—overworked to death playing the very game he mastered: Malivic World. When he opens his eyes, he finds himself resurrected inside the game that stole his life… but not as a hero. He is reborn as the lowest-ranked creature, a living joke with no talents, no stats, and no future. Hunted by players, humiliated by NPCs, and cursed by fate, Lein becomes the most worthless existence ever recorded. But when the mysterious Malivic Depth System awakens, the former top-tier gamer gains access to powers no one in history has touched—powers tied directly to the suffering he endured. Now, Lein rises. And everyone who mocked him…Everyone who broke him… Everyone who thought he was nothing…Will face the most brutal face-slapping revenge the Malivic World has ever seen. The game that killed him will become the world he dominates.

Bathed in the blood of his true relatives, Lucien Valemont-No, Lucian Crownwald felt like the biggest and most ridiculous fool in Blue Sphere. He treated the enemy as precious treasures, and fell into their machinations. The enemy that kidnapped him, built him into a useful tool, and milked all of his worth to take down the Crownwalds by using their own bloodline. Endless regret was followed by endless despair at realizing he didn’t even have the chance to take revenge. As the only descendant left of the Crownwald, he became an eyesore to the Valemont, and the night after discovering the truth, his apartment burst up in raging flames. But, maybe he died with too much hate, regret and sorrow that a higher being decided to intervene, and gave him a glimmer of hope. A mechanical voice rang clearly in his dissipating consciousness. “Bzzt…Bzzt…The Returnee System is online.”

“Do you know who he is?” Aria whispered, her voice trembling. Her father scoffed. “Some nouveau riche fool trying to play king.” The man across the table smiled calm, sharp, untouchable. The room fell silent when he spoke. “It’s been a while, Mr. Elston.” The older man froze. Aria’s glass slipped from her hand. The name echoed in her head like thunder. Mikael. He leaned back, eyes unreadable. “Last time we met, you called me a waste bin.” “M-Mikael…” she stammered, her face pale. “Mr. Dray,” corrected the host beside him—her father’s new business rival. “My son-in-law and the current CEO of ValenCore Holdings.” The silence cracked like glass. Mikael’s smile deepened, just enough to sting. “Don’t worry. I’m not here to rebuild anything for you.” He paused, letting the words sink in. “I’m just here to watch what’s left… fall apart.”

From Erwin Wickison I never asked to be here. One moment I was living my life, and the next I was dragged—along with millions of others—into a place ruled by a system that treats us like pieces on a board. Every Game is built to break something, whether it’s a body, a mind, or the small parts of myself I keep pretending are “good.” I’ve watched people die. I’ve watched people change. And I know I’m changing too. I just hope there’s something human left in me by the end… if there’s even an end. WARNING. This book contains smut, psychological decay, moral collapse, human intimacy twisted into survival, and a variety of horrors that do not wait for your permission before sinking into your mind. It will not hold your hand. It will not apologize. And it will not stop once you open it. If you continue, you’re choosing to step into a sequence of events designed to peel apart the comfortable assumptions you rely on to feel “safe.” Some of you will be fascinated. Some of you will be disturbed. Most of you will not remain the same. I’m not here to reassure you. I’m only here to tell you one thing: Whatever you think this is, whatever you think you know… you don’t. And once you begin, you can’t go back. — Welcome to the Games