Primordial Vampire God System

Andrew Smith, a pro player in the virtual reality game curia online, a game that models a magical world called curia. Andrew Smith and several thousand other players fought the last boss the demon sovereign and lost. No one on earth knew exactly what happened, but those several other thousand players who died in the game, fighting the demon sovereign, never woke up from their virtual capsules. Azraf Skythunder, a young man from an ancient World called Valens, hailing from the Ancient Skythunder clan, an ancient clan that has a glorious history and an age-long mission of protecting all worlds was sent on a mission to prove himself a worthy man who is worth upholding his Ancestors mission. Andrew Smith's and Azraf Skythunder, faith, crossed paths when Andrew smith died in the virtual reality game and when Azraf Skyrhunder died on the mission after slaying the mighty lightning blue dragon. Their souls intertwined and Azraf Skythunder reincarnated into Andrew Smith's modern world. A world that was bizarre in his eyes, was filled with wonders to him but at the same time, a disaster lurked behind the curtains. he could not understand the reason why he was sent into this foreign world, his father had once told him that nothing in this world is a coincidence, so coupled with Andrew Smith's memories, he tries to find out his place and mission in this endangered world.

Akara, a boy who has a strong ambition to become the strongest aura master, meets his dull point. When opening the aura realm, he cannot condense his energy, not even one star of energy. The condensation of the aura realm that should be done by everyone, but not with him. Mockery and pitying glances, made Akara annoyed and even more determined. "To hell with talent, to hell with destiny! I will have the title of the strongest aura master no matter what! All of that is not because of talent, but with hard work and a mature strategy. You who are considered talented geniuses, I will make you unable to resist me! I will make my own destiny! Even if I have to fight against God, I will do it and I will surpass him!" Emotional words from a child, but not a mere bluff. They don't know who he really is. The person who is even feared by a God. The past and the future he can control easily. Then why is he in this world? Who is he really who is now only considered trash? The Dragon God Ruler, not only the leader of the Dragons, but also the Dragon Gods whose existence is feared in various universes.

Dante Stormborn was unlucky. That’s all he ever saw himself as. In the year 2500, technology has risen to combat magic, and hierarchical systems are upturned. But Dante had no magic, and no money to get technology. Living in the lowest level in the City of Selene did nothing but remind him of why he was unlucky in the first place. Then, luck strikes. He gets an enticing offer that he can’t afford to refuse. But, it’s all a trap, and he’s broken and left for dead in a world he doesn’t recognize. In a world teeming with betrayal on every front, how do you know who to trust? Will he survive, or give up finally? In a world where magic clashes with technology, the world upturns itself. State against state, country against country, continent against continent. The corruption seeps into the fabric of the world, dyeing it red. Even the gods are not left out. Who’s left standing at the end?

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

"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.

In a world where survival is dictated by the gifted and powerful, Kael Magnar is betrayed by his own family,framed for murder of his wife and exiled to Loradia—a wasteland crawling with deadly monsters and unforgiving , scheming, brutal survivors. Given 100 days to endure before his final trial, Kael must embrace the Godseed system within him to reclaim his honor, rescue his stolen children and seek vengeance. But as the line between man and god blurs, Kael faces a terrifying question: how much of his soul is he will to lose to ascend?

The birth of Castro was prophesied by a monk. It was prophesied that he would be birthed with a nefarious fate; he would kill the president of his country, marry all the daughters of the president and kill his guardian. The president ensured that he was killed at birth with his mother, alas, destiny can never be rebutted - Castro was risen by the monk who predicted his birth and nurtured. He learnt of the president’s evil act and vowed to seek external power, won his heart and devour him. Amidst that, he contracted Vampire venom. The president and his accomplices began to run helter-skelter when death became their sole subordinate.

Born in a world where only those with strong abilities ruled, Shian Smith was raised in this era to a poor family that was barely able to survive. His mother abandoned him and his terminally ill father to be with another man, just because she couldn't cope with the difficulties.  Shian, luckily, was then trained by his veteran hunter father before he passed away, and due to the threat of the Cythrauls, Shian trained with all his might.  After the death of his father, he made a pact to himself to rise to power, and become strong enough to protect those around him, to prevent himself from facing emotional trauma again.  Find out how he does this, as he awakens the Ancient Godkiller System, which aids him in his odyssey! 

[🥉 #10 System in my real life 🥉 ]"I don't have any powers and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled back. He was going to freak out if he found himself in a situation where he couldn't help himself. He gazed at his hands. Then he started slowly. "This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going."

Duth has died, along with his cousin. The tragic fate of two, the dearly loved another as family. However Duth returned to his world crashing down. Home town aflame, a lich choking his cousin.. Soon after his death. He wanted to stay dead, he was at peace. But centuries later that peace once more came crashing down. His cousins soul torn away from the realm of the dead, her pained agonizing cries stirred him, his rage. When he awoke from memories, the realm of the dead felt an untold rage! After a deal with a god Duth returns with the vengeance to sear stars, with him a gift follows. Will Duth find his cousin and slay those who dared step on the dead, or will he be consumed by hos hatred and hunt all of existence into deaths grasp?