Shattered Dream Sans

Kaelen Ashwright was born blessed, marked by the Convergence Star and prophesied to ascend to godhood. They lied. At nineteen, he discovered the truth: the Star wasn't a blessing but a beacon, calling to the Devourers, cosmic horrors that feast on divine essence. Every hundred generations, the Celestial Elders sacrifice one "blessed" soul to buy another century of peace. His father led the ritual. His mentor bound him to the altar. His betrothed drove the blade into his heart. As the Devourers consumed him, Kaelen's last thought was hatred. He wakes as Zain, a crippled street rat with shattered meridians. But Kaelen's soul carries fragments of the Convergence Star, and if he cultivates in this body, the Devourers won't sense him. Using forbidden methods that consume his enemies' essence, Kaelen climbs through the Nine Heavens with an unlikely team: Ryn, a demon-blooded assassin; Kael, a failed cultivator turned weapon merchant; Lyssa, a scholar investigating missing "blessed" children. Together they uncover the conspiracy: The Elders aren't protecting humanity from the Devourers. They're farming it for them. As Kaelen grows stronger, he begins to uncover a lot of mysteries, a lot of hidden mysteries in the realm, like Celestia being reborn alongside him seven times, forced to kill him again and again. Now Kaelen faces an impossible choice: complete his revenge and doom his mother forever, save the Nine Heavens and let his family go unpunished, or break the cycle and face the Primordial Void, which has been manipulating everyone since the beginning. What will a cultivator reincarnated in the body of a cripple do? Find out in this awesome fantasy story titled, Redeeming the Broken Star.

Once, he believed Forex trading would save his family. Instead, it destroyed him. Plagued by constant losses and sleepless nights, he watched his savings vanish trade after trade, until the final blow came in the form of a phone call that shattered his world. His young daughter had been rushed to the hospital. The doctor’ s verdict was merciless—without an immediate and expensive surgery, she would not survive. With nothing left but desperation, he ran home to tell his wife, hoping they would face the storm together. Instead, he was greeted with divorce papers. Blinded by greed and seduced by a rich and powerful man, she chose wealth over family, even as their child lay on the edge of death. Broken and forced to sign the divorce, he stumbled out of the house, his life reduced to nothing. Fate nearly claimed him moments later when a speeding car almost ended it all. But instead of death, something unimaginable awakened within him. A Forex Trading System. A voice in his mind. A guide beyond human logic. With the last money he possessed, he placed one final trade—then another. Against all odds, the market obeyed. Profits surged. Losses vanished. In a matter of days, the man who had lost everything rose from ruin to wealth. He rushed back to the hospital, paid for his daughter’s surgery in full, and saved her life. But that was only the beginning. Under the system’s guidance, he conquered the financial world, rising from a broken trader to a billionaire feared and respected across global markets. And when success finally crowned him, the woman who once abandoned him returned—begging for forgiveness. Will he accept her back? Or will he move on with his life and find someone better?

They burned his legacy. But some ghosts refuse to stay dead. Adrian Knight was born to inherit the empire that ruled everything business, influence, and power. The Knight family name opened doors, but behind those doors lay betrayal, greed, and a truth too dark to survive the light. When a scandal framed him for crimes he didn’t commit, his world shattered overnight. The family he trusted turned on him. The woman he loved watched his empire fall. And in one violent night, Adrian Knight disappeared leaving behind a world that believed he was gone forever. Years later, a man called Adrian Cole emerges from the ashes. He’s not the golden heir they once knew. He’s colder now, smarter, dangerous a man carved by silence and vengeance. To the world, he is a self-made billionaire with no past. But to those who wronged him, he is the storm they never saw coming. His return shakes the foundations of the empire that betrayed him. But when he crosses paths with Elena, the woman he once loved now bound to his greatest enemy, Victor Knight old wounds begin to bleed again. The fire of revenge he’s carried for years threatens to consume him from the inside. Love and hate blur until he can no longer tell them apart. Adrian came back to destroy his past, not to relive it. Yet every step he takes brings him closer to the man he swore he buried. Every truth he uncovers forces him to question what kind of monster he’s become in the name of justice. Will he reclaim what was stolen from him, or lose himself to the darkness he’s been chasing? When the forgotten son returns, will vengeance set him free or finally destroy him?

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.

Jackson found no words to respond; he remained silent, holding the divorce papers. He felt numb, detached from the world around him. His wife's words and actions had left him shattered, unable to believe that their relationship had abruptly ended with no chance for reconciliation. As he stared at the divorce papers thrown in his face, he felt a sense of finality and loss engulfing him. He could only blame himself for everything that had happened – if he had been honest with his wife about his situation, perhaps things would have taken a different turn. Walking down the street lost in his thoughts, he heard his phone ring. Initially, he didn't want to answer; he wasn't in the mood to receive more bad news. But something in his gut told him to take the call. "Hello?" he answered reluctantly. "Young sir! Your grandfather informed me to contact you. 100,000,000 has been deposited into your account, and tomorrow your exile period will end. You'll regain control of your company, and the family is coming to welcome you back," the voice on the other end explained. Checking his phone, he indeed saw the deposited amount. Everything was falling back into place. Jackson replied hesitantly, "Tomorrow, I'll turn twenty-five." His mind returned to his old life in the palace and prestigious companies, where he was a rising star before being suddenly banished. He had always wondered when he would return. The voice from the phone continued, "Young sir! Your exile period has ended, and your companies are ready to welcome you back with open arms. We need you, Jackson – you are the heir to our companies, and we cannot do without you."