Someone Will Die Of Fun

Once upon a time, the realms lived in harmony. The races coexisted peacefully, governed by Primordial beings that ensured the peace was unbroken for as long as they could. Who would have thought it would have ended up as a fairy tale? Without the peacekeepers, the realm of darkness moved to consume the realm of magic, overwhelming them with ease and wiping out nearly all the mages till only one mage stronghold remained. Now, after a millennium, desperate for someone to free them from their shackles of imprisonment, seven mages will be led to weapons of immense power. But with the demons preparing a full-scale attack, will their hopes of salvation be snuffed out? Or will the seven chosen ones liberate their realm?

Orion, an orphan highschool student was taken along his class filled with celebrities to another world, but what awaited him was despair and revelations. "What have I done to deserve this...?" "You are pathetic, Orion." Going through many hardships, he will learn and grow. He will discover that a terrible truth lies behind his life. "Someone like you shouldn’t exist in this world." [Soul Avatar Identified...] He will learn that a terrifying threat was looming over his entire class. "Do you really think it was a coincidence that your class was summoned?" The summoning of his class to another world was not a random one to save an empire.

He was one of the many millions of salary earners on earth. Confined to his job with an hectic schedule all day round with no time to attend to his own wellbeing. Finally it happened, the only way out for him to escape the bondage of being a salary earner. On his way to meet a business personnel, he was meet with stormy seas as his boat filps over and he ends up drowning to death. Questions ravaging through his mind as it dawned on him that he was going to die due to being overworked. Or at least that is what was supposed to happen. When he opened his eyes, he was meet with a bloody scene of a woman lying dead on the floor with a sword embedded in her stomach. The next occurrence was a splitting headache that had him on his knees and his voice going at the top of his lungs. After he had recovered, the memories of where he was and what had happened had all been installed into him. His goal, simple. To take revenge on behalf of the fallen queen and her kingdom. His object of revenge.... The Emperor who rules over the Conrad Empire and also the most powerful being in the continent.

Everyone in Chicago thought Keith Cross was nothing—a discarded war hero turned human blood bank for his in-laws. His wife called him a leech, her mother demanded he donate or die, and her new lover promised to "drain him dry." But what they didn’t know? That “worthless freeloader” they mocked… was the Miracle Doctor they’d been desperately begging to save their dying son. “You think you can throw me out like trash?” Keith says with a slow, deadly smirk. “You’ve been living off my charity this entire time.” When Keith flashes his black VIP card, the world shifts. Elite restaurant managers fall to their knees. Security guards bow. And his ex-wife? She drops to the floor, begging for mercy after publicly calling him a busboy in disguise. “You said I was a blood bag,” Keith says, towering over her. “Funny. You never asked whose blood ran this city's veins.” She called him weak. He became untouchable. Now he’s back—to take everything they stole, and leave them gasping in the dust of his name.

As a very handsome, young university student, Finnick Lachlan needed to make a living by doing different part-time jobs for three years. Even his girlfriend dumped him for someone else because he was incapable of giving her the life she wanted, and joined his fellow students in mocking and humiliating him. But little did they know that Finnick Lachlan was actually Finnick Lachlan Lancaster, the one and only heir to the wealthiest family in Citadel City and beyond. His three-year suspension was finally over, and with his wealth… let’s just say there are just a lot of people who would need to realize who the real boss is in the hardest way possible.

Five years ago, an accident brought him to a foreign world. Five thousand years later, he returned and found that only five years had passed on Earth. But nothing was the same anymore. Both of his parents had died in a mysterious accident. His younger sister had dropped out of school, and the woman he had longed for throughout those thousands of years was nowhere to be found. However, what truly left him speechless was a little girl who was clearly his own daughter — yet she called his biological younger sister "Mama." What had happened? Someone owed him an explanation!

Su Jin is the third and youngest son of a City Lord. When his brother was born, dragon roars resounded in the sky and when his sister was born, the entire city quaked and was almost buried but when he was born, nothing happened. He was born without a Spirit Root, Meridians and no Acupoints. Someone coveting his wife tried to kill him by drowning him in a huge barrel filled with all kinds of wines but as if it was a blessing in disguise, he became a cultivator. He now has the Drunken Scripture. "I don't just want to be the only drunken, let the city, the country, the continent, the world, the heavens be drunk with me!"

Daniel only wanted an ordinary day. Classes, a bit of hanging out, then home before the rain grew heavier. But that humid afternoon became the beginning of the apocalypse. Humans began attacking humans, and the transformation happened right before his eyes. “Monsters don’t need a screen to be real.” Daniel said quietly. “And now they’re here. Everything Xavier talked about has come true.” This was not an ordinary outbreak. The colder the air, the faster they evolved. An air conditioner left running could become a death sentence. Rain was no longer a relief, but a trigger for slaughter. Trapped on the upper floors of the campus building, Daniel survives with Chania, Bianca, Xavier, and Kimberly. Five people with different fears, ways of thinking, and moral limits. Outside, the monsters grow faster. Inside, human decisions become even more dangerous. Chania said, “He almost bit us.” Daniel replied, “Not almost. He stopped being human a while ago.” This is not a story about heroes trying to save the world. This is a story about survival as the temperature continues to drop. And about one rule that cannot be negotiated. In Degrees of Death, the ones who die first are not the weak, but the hesitant.

Zene Lach is a former veteran soldier who worked for a mysterious organisation known as the 9 Rings. A group that was dedicated to find 9 substances that they named fragments. Zene left the organisation as a spy and infiltrated an enemy country in which he became the bodyguard of a man named Natsuki Mikoyama. Zene who had never known what emotions were or felt like, was introduced to these strange feelings. Natsuki a man who felt older than his age described him as was Zene's ray of hope to die as a human at least. Zene in the end loses him, he loses the people that cared for him, his decision leads to a sole survivor and he takes an oath to protect that survivor. A man who had never learnt what feelings felt like was now living for her sake, hence His metamorphosis. [The planet named earth, It was destined to meet its end. The fates intertwined, for they had finally reached the beginning of the story. The world at its finest was now set to reach the starting point of the CODIFICATION. The world has three ways to overcome the scenarios. The Rebirth, The Reincarnation and finally the last way to overcome the CODIFICATION is Regression.], said the Greatest fragment.

Five years ago, I was the "worthless" foster son who had taken the fall for a crime I never committed. I went to prison for my brother's future, thinking that my family would be there to care for my wife. I was wrong. While I rotted away in Blackgate Prison, my inheritance had been stolen: they had wiped off my existence and treated my wife as a slave. They thought I would die in there. But the fate had different plans. In the darkest cell, I met with a mysterious master. I did not just survive; I was reborn. I learned the Nine Heavens Medical Art and activated the Sovereign Martial Body. I healed warlords and crippled assassins in a single touch. Now the prison gates are open. I am no longer the submissive orphan. I am a Dragon King. To my foster family celebrating my misery: Prepare your coffins. To all those billionaires trying to touch my wife: Prepare to lose your hands. I will save lives with my left hand and destroy my enemies with my right hand. The King is out, and debts must be repaid in blood.