Sihtric The Last Kingdom

Fifteen centuries of silence. Kael von Everfrost was meant to rule. On the night of his coronation, as his people celebrated, the empire’s greatest enemy struck. The kingdom burned, its people slaughtered. Kael fled, only to be sealed in ice, trapped in an eternal slumber. 1,500 years later. Magic is gone. The world has evolved through technology, war, and greed. And it’s all Kael’s system’s fault. The Invincible Snow Sovereign System, meant to activate upon his ascension, lay dormant. To awaken, it absorbed the earth’s mana, erasing magic from existence. Deep within an ancient ice cavern, untouched by time, a system notification appears— [Ding!] System awakening complete. Forced revival initiated. The ice shatters. Kael awakens. His empire is gone. His people are forgotten. The throne meant to be his is dust. The world thinks monarchs are dead. The world believes magic is lost. The world assumes it has no master. They are all wrong. With absolute wealth, a system that rewards dominion, and the fury of a prince robbed of his legacy, Kael will rebuild his empire, claim the world, and become invincible. The Everfrost name was erased. He will carve it back in ice and blood.

“Demon.” He could hear it all: their whispers, low murmurs— gossip. They feared him despite his inability to control the powers granted to him from birth. It was primal — the fear of what one would never understand and this fear was a force, a power he used in manipulating their worthless lives like the mere puppets they were. “Weak.” “Pathetic.” He was immortal; and as long as he lived, the fear they felt would never die out. He would keep feasting on their foolishness until he finally broke out of these material shackles. A force of chaos, nightmares they have been trying so hard to suppress and forget — that was what he was. “Immoral Demon! By the power of the gods, we order you to surrender your life and to us! We have you cornered, and there is no escape for you!” “Foolish demon, there is no where for you to run! Beg like the worm you are and shed all the tears you want, but we shall not spare your life today!” Mylos stared at the gathering of fools before him in a calm silence; he was going to make them beg for their lives, just like their worthless gods.

A thousand years ago, a betrayal changed the fate of the world. King Damon defeated Marcelos through treachery, and what should have been his end became the beginning of something far worse. Cursed with rebirth and driven by vengeance, Marcelos rose again—no longer human, no longer bound by mercy. Armies fell. Kingdoms burned. Hope was buried. And when he is finally awakened once more, the world stands on the edge of extinction. But destiny has not stayed silent. A prince born of the dragon gene. A princess forged in supernatural power. And a broken world hiding its last fragments of resistance. As ancient forces awaken and a crystal of unimaginable power is discovered, the final war begins—not just for survival, but for control of life itself. Because Marcelos doesn’t just want to rule the world… He wants to remake it.

The Song of the Solitary Kaen, the last survivor of his pack, wanders the wilderness as a lonely ghost, haunted by loss. His solitary existence is shattered when he saves a human infant and is forced into the territory of the struggling Mountain Shadow pack. Initially an outcast, Kaen uses his unique wisdom to save the pack from human invaders and a rival wolf clan, earning their respect. After a brutal battle claims the life of their Alpha, Kaen is named the new leader. Burdened by grief and a fear of failure, he must overcome his past to unite the pack, forge a new future, and transform his lonely howl of sorrow into a powerful song of belonging and hope.

How would you feel if you were thrown into fantasy world that people called with The Numerion Kingdom? That's what happen to Olliver Pierre, he woke up in the body of another person named Timothee Bailey who turned out to be a noble child. But, unfortunately Timothee's body is very weak even though he is descendant of noble family. Because of that, Timothee lived exiled from the Bailey Family. Not to mention when he opened his eyes, Olliver found out that he woked up with a System that named itself With System 666. The System told him to carry out the mission it will give every single day. And the System give Olliver the final quest to kill The Demon Lord who lead the Demon Empire invade the Numerion Kingdom. Olliver through Timothee's body together with System 666 will grow stronger until they can defeat the Demon King who came to invade the Numerion Kingdom.

In the deep wilds of secrets, there was a hidden world between Nexus and Ethereal the Krea. The world of Krea was built in the seasons of crystal keys. There is a shrine cut into the mountainside. The forest covers these shrines like a shroud. This is a quiet world, but the shrine of the Lycan is quieter still. Dragons and other creatures keep away from the place. From the different sides of the Kingdom of Krea. Suddenly, the five gods had awakened, as had the tribe of Lycan. They hear the loud ringing bell of Krea, and after that, the lightning strikes loudly in the cage of the crystal key under the gold handkerchief. There’s one of the gods who stole the crystal key from Zeno, the infinity god of the Krea.

When the Gods abandoned our world, they didn't just strip away their blessings—they stole Death itself. Humanity was left to rot. Afflicted by a cosmic curse known as the Ever-Blight, humans no longer die. Instead, their souls are trapped in decaying, immortal vessels, transforming cities into screaming purgatories of Hollows—mindless, breathing corpses driven by eternal agony. Elijah lost everything to the Blight. Forced to wander the ashen wastelands alone, his only goal was survival. But when the black veins of the Blight finally crept up his arm, he didn't turn into a Hollow. Instead, an Angel of Death descended, tore his soul from his rotting flesh, and cast him into the Crucible of Genesis—a savage, fractured dimension where rogue gods, celestial horrors, and primordial demons wage an endless war. Here, true death is a luxury, and the "deceased" of Earth are reborn as Vanguards, immortal soldiers forced to fight for the very deities who cursed their world. But Elijah didn't awaken as a mere soldier. He awakened the Akashic Mandate, an ancient, forbidden cosmic law etched into his soul. It grants him a terrifying power: the ability to permanently devour the souls, magic, and lifespans of any monster, demon, or god he slays. In a universe where true death is extinct, Elijah becomes the Reaper. To break the curse on Earth and avenge humanity, he must carve a bloody path to the throne of the Gods. But as he devours the divine and the demonic alike, Elijah faces a horrifying choice: will he restore the cycle of life and death, or will he become a calamity far worse than the Gods he seeks to destroy?

"Twilight" a fictional character came from Role Playing Game called [Tales of the Legion Heroes] He was an overpowered mob character that can surpass the main character in the storyline. One day, Mr. Daisuke died officially on Earth and was reincarnated inside the body of 17 years old "Twilight" Because of an unhealthy lifestyle and bad habits like overworking his body by playing the game to pay the several million of debt from the loan shark. He was given a second chance by the God & Goddess of Asgard and summon to another world similar and at the same time different from the so-called Earth. [AETHER] 'A world that revolved around the main character!' 'If you are thinking that I was just a mob character who has no role in the storyline then you are wrong.' 'Even if I have no role in the storyline doesn't mean that I cannot surpass the main character or the protagonist.' 'I will use my profound knowledge and wisdom to clear the Impossible quest and mission.' 'I will hoard all artifacts and treasure that are found inside the dungeon.' 'I will climb the top step by step and reach the height that humankind never reached before.' 'Lastly, I will support the main character from the shadow and change their shitty ending that destroys this world.' 'I shall let the world know my name [Twilight] The Dominator, who will soon become the living legend of Nine World Realm.' 'Just hearing my name brings justice and order to the land while making enemies tremble in fear!' 'Twilight will annihilate all enemies before him!... mark as a true hero of Midgard.'

Fang Yun, a boy who was once branded by one of the sects as someone who would never be able to possess martial arts abilities, suddenly received a miraculous blessing of immense power when he was hiding among the ruins of an ancient temple. However, behind this blessing lay a great mission he had to face. A man known as the Dark King, who had formed an alliance with the Demon King, was plotting to conquer the earth and turn it into the center of rebellion against the Celestial Beings. Fang Yun’s master then entrusted him with a mission to search for four sacred relics that would later be forged into a single sword of unimaginable power. With this sword, Fang Yun would one day face the Dark King and the Demon King.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...