Pov Männlich

"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.

From the world of Galendray. It is an important role for every member of a clan to have a great cultivator candidate to be sent into the White Temple Institute every year. They will be trained there to become an excellent adventurer and to be able to bring honor and wealth for their family. Emrys Valestron is a not gifted kid who had the weakest power level no matter how hard he tried for improvements. Until he found himself in the middle of a dark forest and discovered a wounded giant beast. When he decided to lend it a hand for recovery, the beast returned a favor by giving him a cultivation stone. And each time he uses the power of that stone, something within him started waking up gradually, and would change his life forever.

He mistook her for the girl who saved him years ago, gave her everything to help her business survive.But now he knew he was wrong

"STAND UP YOU MORON!". yelled the space trooper. Rogers groaned with pain. He stood up and with all his weight dived on the space trooper, he didn't know what he was even thinking but somehow the trooper had already lost balance and his gun fallen from his hands. Rogers kicked him in the groins and then with a penknife stabbed him in the temples. The trooper was silent. Rogers thought for a moment maybe he was dead. He wanted to check for his breathing but common with space troopers they always had their helmet on. Rogers proceeded to dislodge the helmet, he was familiar with the technicalities. The battle was still ongoing, he was hearing gunfires afar off, he had checked his attacker pulse, the man was as good as dead. Rogers retrieve his penknife and put it back into his pockets. He was tired and weak to the bones, pains that ran through his stomach made him nauseated. He wanted to vomit. He stared at the sky that has turned with haze and ash, he thought when will all this wars be over, it has been a decade and the galaxies had been at war. He was from Megma, but the people from Metoris and Xival had been their enemies. Aquaris was their ally, and Infact the aquaria have been their supporters from time immemorial. The bone of contention was Resmore, the planets all wanted Resmore for its minerals and diamonds. News had it that the main villain Lord Firemetal and his counterpart Aruma each of them from Metoris and Xival had always wanted to dominate the planet Resmore, then comes the DROIDs from Entexx a place found in Aquaris, who always help them in fighting each battle they went. Their opponents have space droids too.

Without the bloodline of ancient mystical beasts flowing in your veins you can't be regarded as a true cultivator, as with only a bloodline could you possess a dsntian to cultivate. But the inquisitive part of humans lead to several undlying paths been discovered leading to dantians been forceful carved. Even with this, bloodlines still stood at the peak of power, and the rest of the world were meant to eat from their crumbles but what if a path that could defer this chain was what our protagonist, an handsome lad with flowing white hair decided to tread. The path of the sword and Bloodline.... ############ The cover of this book is not really mine, i found it on a site that offers free book covers

"You can't subdue me to a position I've never dreamt of... To you, I'm worthless and poor, but I believe there's more to me being myself." "You should stop forcing me to turn, and going in from behind, I'm not an open door meant for every passerby..." These were the wailing and sobbing words from Kendrick, the trampled son-in-law. His world battered and soiled. Once a proud man, a family’s test found him a solace, entangled with Louis in a world of passion and pleasure. But as they say, "time flies." His newfound world crumbled, he finds himself, a maid to the Roger's family, pride succumbed by love, duty exchanged for servitude. Beaten and battered, mocked and humiliated, Vulgar words pierced through his eardrums daily, causing his eyes to widen in surprise, and his jaw to clench in pain. But then, the hands of time turned. Kendrick's resilience begins to awaken. With his secret heritage revealed, he prepares to reclaim his destiny. Will the Roger's family realize who Kendrick truly is before it's too late? Or will Kendrick’s transformation from humiliated servant to powerful heir shatter their world forever?

Orphaned and mistreated, Darius West lives a life of relentless struggles until he crosses paths with a tragic beauty. He rescues her, falls deeply in love, and they marry. Yet, her heart remains cold, her affection never kindled. In a moment marred by bitterness and harsh words, Lydia coldly ends their marriage. "Here, take this," she sneers, throwing the divorce papers at him. "I'm done with you, pauper. I never should have married a worthless bastard like you. I regret the day I ever laid eyes on you." Heartbroken yet defiant, he vows, "One day, Lydia, you'll see the value of what you've discarded. And don't expect mercy then." Just as despair seems to have the final say, fate intervenes with an unexpected situation that changes everything—revealing him as the heir to the wealthiest man on the planet. With newfound wealth and power at his fingertips, he embarks on a journey of retribution. "I've been through hell and back," he declares, "but now, I've got the power to turn the tables. I'll make those who mistreated me beg for mercy. It's time for payback, and I'm ready to collect."

Five years ago, Desmond Knight lost everything. His freedom. His dignity. His future. Thrown into prison for a crime he didn’t commit, Desmond was meant to rot and be forgotten. Instead, prison became his forge. Pain became strength. And an old man’s secret changed his fate forever. On the day Desmond walks free, he carries nothing but a vengeful heart and a code that leads to a hidden empire people barely knew about. He vowed to take revenge on those who had wronged him. Especially Cherry Vixen. But power never comes without a price. As Desmond steps into a world of wealth, control, and power, will he rise as victorious? or succumb to the dark side of his new self.

Felix Kane, a cynical history teacher, dies in a strange library fire at his school. Instead of heaven, he is resurrected in a strange new world where words build worlds and warriors wield holy texts as weapons. Bullied for being weak, Felix discovers that he is gifted with the Codex System—a living book where he can record, delete, and rewrite facts. Recipes forgotten bring back dead herbs. Lost legends summon ancient beasts. Deleted lies destroy kingdoms. But the stronger Felix gets, he discovers that there is a more sinister revelation: his death on Earth was not an accident. Greater beings have been editing the histories of all worlds. And only him—the Codex Wielder—to pen the final page.

"Who am I?" Waking up in an unfamiliar room with no past memories, an unfamiliar man greets him, claiming to be his new guardian, Ifeus Lero, who then tells him... "Your name is...Topaz Oriole." A world of Magic and Monsters, where those who wield Magic are known as Mages. Every Mage, without exception, falls under one of eleven Classes, each with their own unique forms of Magic; Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, Dark, Space, Physical, Support, Tamer and Sneak. As for Topaz, his amnesia isn't his only concern. His Class isn't one of the eleven established Classes, something that's completely unheard of. The Wrath Class, a mysterious Class absent in the history books. Advised to keep his abilities hidden for the time being, Topaz avoids using his Magic in front of others. However, Ifeus's secrecy soon becomes a growing point of frustration for Topaz...it's clear that Ifeus knows about his past, but refuses to tell him anything about it, along with hiding the real reason why it's imperative for Topaz to keep his Class hidden. Even as Topaz settles into his life post-amnesia, forming friendships, rivalries and romance, the dark shadow cast by the mysteries of his forgotten past continue to haunt him. With flashes of fragmented memories, and some common sense, Topaz comes to the conclusion that, whatever he went through pre-amnesia, was likely far from pleasant. And unfortunately for him, the dark, broken past he has no memory of isn't the only issue to contend with. An organization bent on world domination makes its presence known, and operating in the shadows, is a dangerous cult determined to resurrect a powerful, malicious entity who nearly destroyed the world centuries ago and was sealed away. And at the center of it all...is the Fractured Mage, Topaz Oriole.