Stuck As A Dungeon Mob

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

Life they say is filled with ups and downs but what do you do when it seems like your life is stuck at the downs?  From the heir of a prominent family to a useless live-in son -in-law with nothing acclaimed to his name, Andi Emerson went from riches to rags overnight and his wife's family showed him the true meaning of hell.  After his family went bankrupt suddenly, his father disappears into thin air and his mother gets laid back by a grave illness.  The people who once smiled at him and bowed at the feet of his family now mock him and maltreat him. But Andi didn't mind because amidst those turbulence of hate and underserved punishment laid a place called hope.  His wife, Taylor Simmons remained nice to him even after he lost everything but it was only a matter of years before she showed him her true colors and dumped him into the streets.  With nothing to live for and an ever piling debt at an hospital, Andi believed that alas, the turbulence had swallowed up his safe place and there was nothing worth living for but a face from his past resurfaces and that meeting changed his life forever.  Now he is no longer a useless live in son in law or a man to be maltreated but that wasn't the end of his journey.  With the mystery of his family's bankruptcy and his father's disappearance, Andi decided to solve it all and bring back glory to his home once more.  Trials and tribulations will come at him like the wind but Andi is ready and standing strong. He will never let the waves shake his boat. "Zeus has arrived and he's... Furious."

# HELLSPAWN HUNTER ## Synopsis **When the gates of Hell crack open over his hometown, seventeen-year-old Kael Draven should have died with everyone else. Instead, he made a deal with a dying demon—and became something the supernatural world has never seen before.** Kael's father was a legendary Hunter who died keeping secrets. His demonic bond makes him an abomination in the eyes of his father's former allies. And Vex'thul, the ancient demon sharing his headspace, won't shut up long enough to let him figure out which side he's supposed to be on. **Vex'thul the Unbound has survived three millennia by being paranoid, ruthless, and absolutely insufferable. Now he's stuck in the body of an idealistic teenager who thinks "heroism" is a viable career path.** Together, they're humanity's most dysfunctional defense against the supernatural apocalypse. Kael wants to save everyone. Vex wants to survive everything. Neither is getting what they want. The Hunter Academy doesn't train half-demons. Vampire covens don't trust monsters with consciences. Exorcist orders shoot first and ask questions later. And somewhere in the shadows, the conspiracy that killed Kael's father is pulling strings that could unravel reality itself. **Armed with unstable demonic powers, a demon who treats life-or-death situations like a running commentary track, and a stubborn refusal to accept that some people can't be saved, Kael is about to learn that the hardest part of hunting monsters isn't the fighting—it's deciding which monsters deserve to live.** In a world where humanity's protectors might be the real villains, Kael Draven will discover that sometimes the only way to save the world is to embrace the darkness within. *Because when Hell comes calling, sometimes you need a monster to answer.*

"They called me trash. They called me a sacrifice. Now, I will call myself their God." In his earlier days, Kael led elite troops - fierce, unshakable till the very last breath. Yet that devotion got twisted into deceit. His own bosses handed him over; missiles tore through him while rage roared inside his chest. Yet dying wasn’t the finish. Kael wakes up inside Kaelen Vance - once the shamed third heir of a top martial bloodline. Out here, power rules; Kaelen had none - he couldn’t channel energy at all. His siblings tormented him nonstop until his cousin killed him just to steal his birthright. One heart, tied by a twist of deceit - yet both walking the same path. A bond broken before it even began. Right when Kael gets ready to battle his way free from hell, a robotic voice echoes inside his head - Welcome, Host - the God-Slayer System just powered up Using the System, Kaelan’s weak body changes fast - suddenly strong. The Ancient Dragon Body awakens, making stuck energy paths pump raw strength nonstop. Now he spots enemy details at a glance, grabs epic skills almost instantly. Killing foes pushes him higher, each battle adding power bit by bit. The family that turned their back on him? They’ll bow down. His cousin - the one who ended his life? Blood will answer for it. As for the so-called gods running everything? They’re marked now. Starting from the bottom world up to the top god realms, Kaelen moves forward - cold, focused. Survival isn't enough; instead, he takes control by force. This isn't about some brave savior fixing everything. Nah, this one’s about a ruler who just claimed it all instead.

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

He used to be a god. Now he's a loser. They're gonna see how wrong they are. Ryder was the 12th Master of the Dark Medical Sect—super strong, like a god that was about to become immortal. Then his own students betrayed him. He woke up as Dante: a broke, embarrassed, orphaned college student whose girlfriend just cheated, whose landlord just kicked him out, and who died in his underwear on a cold street. Great. Now Ryder—one of history's strongest healers—is stuck in Dante's weak body. He works for a cheap old doctor named Theo at a bad clinic, Silverbrook Hall, and sleeps in a tiny, freezing room. But gods get back up. When a patient is dying and Theo can't help, Ryder steps in and does this crazy Four-Colored Needle thing, a healing trick that was lost for a long time. Word gets out. People rush in. Rich folks want him to touch them. Doctors either want to learn from him or shut him down. And there's Zara—Theo's sweet daughter, who makes Ryder feel things he hasn't in centuries. It gets messy when a hot rich girl he cures, Serena, wants more than medicine. But being strong brings enemies. The Daniel Gang wants his money. His ex Isla is mad as he gets famous. And the Silverleaf Apothecary, run by Alistair and his cocky grandson Smith, will do anything to stop this "fraud" before he embarrasses them at a meeting. They have no idea what's coming. When the gang messes with his clinic, when the rich make fun of him, when the world tries to keep him down—Ryder will show them: A god doesn't ask for respect. He takes it. Warning: Contains martial arts, healing stuff, a love triangle, gang fights and cultivation