Star Immortal

A young adult from the twenty-first century passes out in his room from tiredness. He never considered that it was his last moment. Thankfully, just before he passed away, he grinned at how miserable he was and muttered to himself, "If the god of passion were watching me, please fulfill my wish." His wish was granted by the goddess of passion, who was pleased by how filthy and miserable he was upon hearing it. Sadly, he was reincarnated in a world that was different from what he had anticipated. Note: If the view count reach 100 plus, I'll mass release 5 chapters.

The walls still smelled of smoke when Luca opened his eyes. Ash drifted like tired snow, settling on leather boots and broken glass. His hands trembled, stained dark, but he couldn’t say whose blood it was. Outside, sirens wailed like mourning wolves. He stepped into the street, and the city looked back — neon, rain, old hunger. A bartender recognized him and flinched. “Thought you were dead.” Maybe he was. In flashes he saw a rooftop under a red moon. A woman. Rhea. Her voice like warmth through winter: Don’t forget who you are. But he had. Now, every alley whispered his name — some in awe, some in warning. The beast inside stirred, pacing, remembering what he could not. Luca walked on, jaw set, heart heavy. He would find the truth. Even if it tore him open like the moon tears the tide.

Survivors of the mysterious organization's ambitions. Yuan Liong made his own way in the Kangow World. Fight from the lowest point to become the strongest with determination. “Refund all debts of revenge and humiliation.” The Kangow World was full of cultivators who were greedy and wanted power. Fight, scramble, escape, cunning opponent and various other obstacles. Meeting new people, searching for enemies and revenge. “I will stand at the Peak of the Martial World!”

In a world where justice is blind,one man becomes its eyes. Liam Cross was an ordinary delivery rider struggling to survive in the unforgiving city. One night, a terrorist explosion ends his life only for him to awaken with a mysterious Executor System. The System gives him a chilling ability: the power to judge the guilty. With a single command, he can condemn criminals, absorb their strength, and wield their abilities as his own. But there is a price for each wrong judgement that burns away his soul. As gangs, corrupt politicians, and supernatural creatures rise from the shadows, Liam finds himself at the center of a war he never asked for. To protect the innocent and survive, he must balance on the razor’s edge between justice and damnation. Hunted by enemies, pursued by the law, and haunted by his choices, Liam must answer the ultimate question: What happens when the executioner himself is judged?

Because of his mistake, he was sentenced to death by the Gods. But unexpectedly, his soul entered the body of a young man named Luo Xiang, whose condition was pitiful — his meridians and dantian were completely shattered. Will Shen Luo Xiang, the Sword God, be able to rise from such a miserable state? Can he exact his revenge on the Gods who had deceived and condemned him?"

Rejected thirty times by the mage academy, Kael is nothing; no power, no name, no future. When he steps in to save a stranger, it earns him only a brutal beating… and a death sentence. Thrown from a cliff, Kael should have died. Instead, something ancient answers. A power no one has seen in centuries erupts from within him. A voice, old as fire and ruin, claims him. You are mine. Now the boy everyone cast aside may be the most dangerous thing in the realm and the very magic that chose him might destroy him before anyone else can.

Jonathan, who has a lot of medical skills, brought the marriage certificate after being told to do so by his teacher. However, he was insulted by his fiancé. After tearing up the marriage certificate, the young lady of a conglomerate family, a beautiful young student, the only daughter of a high ranking official pursues her love.

He, who surpassed all the ancient Emperors. He, who once held as a supreme being of The immortal Realm. Perished in the middle of nowhere, His Path to God's domain was blocked by The mysterious light not belonging to the Decem-Milia realm or The immortal realm. That mysterious light was not law, intent, or a principle, it was an unnatural force never seen before. After he died in the middle of nowhere, he woke up inside a hospital, on a planet where he used to live before his reincarnation. ------------------------*-----------*--------------------------------- [ ___________________________________________ This art doesn't belong to me, if the owner has any issues please contact me, I will remove it asap. ==================================

Killed by the Demon god and its vassals Demon lords, Ainz was reborn as a baby. With the second chance given to him by the Book of Law that caused his Rebirth, he will protect his family and friends from harm. Armed with a thousand years of knowledge, he will rise to the top and save the kingdom from its enemies. Wielding the Martial Primordial Technique, he would become the greatest! Also training his friends in the cultivation path, they became figures that were not being trifled with.

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."