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Zhang Wei was betrayed in his past life and forced to blow himself up. He was reborn into the body of a youth with no spiritual root and no hope. But Zhang Wei would never give in - with knowledge and powers of his past life etched in his mind, he would rise to the top of the Martial world!

At the dawn of the journey of my life I found myself within a dark forest. In a world where violence was common, and with a destiny that wanted me dead.

Just because of a prophecy, the Divine Dao toyed with the Universe as it pleased. It created endless cycles of destruction and rebirth, caring nothing for the lives of trillions within it. Ironically, all of this was done because of a prophecy that foretold the birth of a young man from the lower world who would one day kill it. *** Jhi Chen… with his sword, he split the earth, pierced the heavens, and slew both Gods and Demons. “No matter if they are Gods, Demons, or even the Dao itself. If there is no justice for all living beings, I will destroy it! Remember this name, Jhi Chen!”

How would you feel, if you can cross the borders between worlds by sleeping for the night? Would you enjoy the experience, or would you try your best so that it would never happen again? Is it a blessing or a curse? This is the story of Xaviel Mobius, an 18-year-old University Student, who was transported to another world after his failed experiment. Every time he sleeps, he is transported to a fantasy world of sword and magic. It all started as his way of taking a vacation from reality, but a series of events suddenly raises the stakes to a live-or-die situation. Instagram:overknighthero

Jax was transported into a game life world where there were Kings every where and kingdoms where being destroyed every time and in order to survive he had to get stronger to the extent that no one can control his destiny, and with the help of the system he might just be able to become the greatest king of the waste lands.

Got tired of the life he had been led by the people who had clutched on him as their shield, sword and tool to safety, Lysander Guilts decided to make a gamble with a devil. Happiness? Bliss? Romance? Joy? Feelings he wanted to ownᅳ to experience on his own get him to anticipate the life he wishes most but what if all of that is bullshit talks? Responsibility. Outcast. Criminal Killer. Unknown. The Villain. The world will turn and his dice of fate will move in tune of what the 「Higher One」anticipates. It is for glee or for woe? Only 「That」knows.

Reincarnated(?) in a body of the Young Lord of the one of most prominent noble families of the Ascar Empire. In the World of Swords and Magic where only the powerful prevail over others, Karna who was an orphan on earth must gain power and influence to protect his new family and the second life he got. But, there's a twist. Karna must coexist with the original owner of the body - Rudra Von Zarx In a body in which two souls lie, One is a Genius of Sword, One is a Genius of Magic! How will Karna And Rudra work together to clear all hurdles in their way?

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...

Their battle had been long enough, there was still no word to give up. Two rulers who have opposing powers and have different personalities, each time their swords collide will produce bright light mixed with dark sparks. It's a phenomenon that people under the clouds see are amazed, but it doesn't leave an impression of horror that always surrounds the body. The battle they did began to find the point of who the winner. Inshisura accidentally let his guard down which ended up making a single stab of the sword enter his body, he was pushed down and hit the ground.

The endless night descends and terrifying calamity loomed the earth . They walk in the shadows , herders of humanity. Their sword fought for freedom and they were known as the rulers of the night. They live in the shadows and die in the shadows. They are the watchers .( Watcher's Creed ). Many years ago, the world of Terra was invaded by demons and the entire civilization fell apart. Humanity who were once at the top of the food chain were reduced to slaves and the struggle for survival began. A dying cancer patient from earth was reincarnated into this world and he vowed never to threw away his chance at second life. Looking at the Sky , Nero vowed solemnly. "Since this world lack a god , then I will be one !".