Sword

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"

Ye Fan has spent his entire life believing he was born trash. A lowly outer disciple of the Profound Sword Sect with broken spiritual roots, constantly bullied and mocked by fellow disciples and elders. His only light was his fiancée, Liu Ruyan, and his mother's cracked jade pendant. But fate has other plans. On the day Ruyan publicly breaks their engagement to marry his tormentor Liu Hao, Liu Hao crushes Ye Fan's jade under his boot. The jade shatters — and bleeds golden light. Inside lies the Heaven-Swallowing Scripture left by an Immortal Emperor who was also betrayed by his own disciple 10,000 years ago. It reforges his broken roots into a peerless heavenly root. Since then, he rises from the bottom. He crushes geniuses, seizes heavenly treasures, subdues prehistoric monsters, and uncovers a horrifying truth: His roots were not broken. They were stolen. His family was not killed by beasts. They were massacred by the grandfather figure who raised him, on the order of the Sect Master himself. He breaks through realms step by step, establishes his own sect on his family's ruins, defies the Heavenly Dao, and finally becomes an unparalleled Immortal Emperor. But his golden finger wants his soul, and his little sister's blood, as payment.

He wasn't supposed to remember what it felt like to die. Three centuries ago, Prince Kael Draven was cast as the monster responsible for the Great Demon War. Betrayed by his own father and executed as a public warning, his existence was systematically scrubbed from every history book that mattered. The world knows his name, but they’ve gotten everything wrong. Now he’s back. He’s sixteen, stripped of his power, and attending Eclipse Academy under the identity of a dead boy with a stranger's face. He isn't looking for a throne, and he isn't even looking for revenge, at least not yet. He just wants to understand why the world needed him to be the villain. But the world hasn't forgotten him, even if he can't prove who he is. A sealed sword vibrates with recognition when he passes. A demon exchange student turns pale the moment they lock eyes. And a professor who once investigated his "death" is starting to ask questions that could get them both killed. The lie that ended the war is the same lie that supports everything built in its wake. And the boy they buried is the only person alive who can tear it all down. He isn't just trying to climb the ranks. He's digging up a grave the entire world is standing on.

Everyone thinks the God of War died 743 years ago. They couldn't be more wrong. He wasn't killed; he was erased. Ronan Ash has nothing to his name. No family to claim him, no rank to protect him, and zero divine affinity a crushing, humiliating void in a world where every other student at the Imperial War Academy radiates power. To everyone else, he’s a punchline: an orphan clutching a rusted sword with nothing but an F-rank future ahead of him. Then, the System wakes up. Welcome back, Host. You have been dead for 743 years. Suddenly, Ronan is haunted by memories he doesn't recognize, hunted by enemies he’s never encountered, and guided by a System that knows infinitely more about him than it’s willing to reveal. It speaks in riddles, hiding his skills and sealing away his true potential. But buried deep within its data is a ledger containing six names: the six beings who wiped a god from history to claim the world's thrones for themselves. They are still alive. They are still worshipped. And they are still watching. To find them, Ronan must climb from the absolute bottom of a world that has already forgotten his existence. To defeat them, he will have to evolve into something even the gods feared. And to survive, he’ll have to demand an answer to the one question the System refuses to touch: Why was the God of War erased, and what was he truly becoming?

Ethan is an ordinary college student, majoring in history and leading a quiet, unremarkable life. One day, while walking home from class, he is suddenly engulfed by a mysterious portal and transported to Aetheria, a sprawling fantasy world of magic, monsters, and legendary heroes. Upon arrival, he discovers he has been summoned as a “hero” to aid the realm against an encroaching darkness. However, his magical aptitude is abysmally low, and he fails every basic test and training exercise. The other heroes and villagers quickly label him “the weakest hero”, mocking him as a liability. Desperate and confused, Ethan’s life seems doomed… until a hidden system activates. A mysterious interface appears before him, explaining: > “Your power grows through failure. Each mistake, setback, and defeat will grant you new skills or enhance your existing ones. Your strength is derived not from talent, but from resilience and perseverance.” With this strange rule in place, Ethan begins to experiment. At first, his failures are laughably pathetic: falling off training cliffs, accidentally triggering explosions, or summoning useless monsters. Yet, each failure brings surprising growth: a missed spell suddenly evolves into a devastating magical combo, a botched sword swing awakens latent elemental energy, or a misstep in stealth unlocks precognition. As he slowly accumulates a patchwork of bizarre yet powerful abilities, Ethan’s reputation shifts from the weakest hero to a legendary wildcard, a hero who seems to defy logic and overwhelm enemies in the most unexpected ways.

Four years ago, Shen Yuan disappeared without a trace. Everyone on the Tianxuan Continent believed the insignificant young cultivator had met his end. They were wrong. Shen Yuan had fallen into the Celestial Expanse, a world where four mortal years could become a thousand years of bloodshed, cultivation, and survival. For a thousand years, he fought his way from the bottom. He faced immortal beasts, crossed forbidden lands, battled countless experts, and climbed realms no ordinary cultivator could even imagine. Eventually, the insignificant ant became the legendary Starfall Celestial Venerable. Then, at the height of his power, Shen Yuan was betrayed. An unexpected ambush left him on the brink of death. But instead of dying, he opened his eyes to the world he had left behind. The Tianxuan Continent. Four years after his disappearance. His cultivation is gone. His body is young again. But his memories of a thousand years remain. And so does his hatred. Everyone sees a young man who has returned from nowhere. No one realizes that behind those eyes is a Celestial Venerable who has already walked through a thousand years of war. Shen Yuan has only one goal now. Regain his strength. Return to the Celestial Expanse. Find the people who betrayed him. And this time, he will not stop until his sword reaches the person responsible. They thought they had killed him once. They have no idea what they have unleashed by giving him a second chance. The heavens may have taken a thousand years from him. Now Shen Yuan intends to take everything back.

Once, Ethan Ashford gave everything for the woman he loved. In return, she betrayed him. Veronica Harrington secretly gave the resources she took from Ethan to her lover, Damien Blackwood, the so-called Chosen One, the Protagonist, the Child of Luck, or whatever else. While Damien and other protagonists took countless "fortuitous encounters" to become the world's heroes, Ethan became the villain everyone despised. Betrayed and tortured, his family was destroyed, his bloodline exterminated, and he died filled with hatred and regret. But fate wasn't finished with him. Ethan awakened a hundred years in the past, before every tragedy began. And that too with a heaven-defying System, called the Villain System, that could give him rewards for changing his own destiny and destroying these protagonists' fortunes. This time, Ethan knew every opportunity the Chosen Ones would obtain, every scheme hidden in the shadows, and every betrayal waiting for him. Did the Divine Healer descend from the mountains? "I'll steal his inheritance." Is the King of Soldiers returning to reclaim his glory? "I'll crush him before he even rises." The destined Son of Fortune? The Heavenly Genius? The Peerless Sword Saint? I'll take every one of their opportunities and leave them with nothing. "As for the heroines who once stood beside those protagonists... If they deserve redemption, they'll stand by my side instead. If they choose my enemies, they'll share their fate." In this life, Ethan would no longer be the stepping stone beneath the protagonists' feet. He would become the nightmare that hunts every Chosen One. After all... "Who says villains are destined to lose?"

Kael dropped his hands down, causing his blade to run along the jagged ground, sending burst of sparks infused with dark-magic across the floor. His victim, a bloodied werewolf, laid on the ground, staring at him with his one trembling eye. Kael growled as he knelt beside the dying beast. “They sent me to tell you, wolf…” He lifted his sword and placed it on werewolf’s neck. “… your end has come.” ................. The world was dying The Blinding Veil - a divine seal formed by the beings of past was the one thing stopping the entire world from meeting its end. But it’s effects are already fading as the seal had begun to break and the evil curse the ancestors had tried to ward off with the seal had begun to seep in through the cracks in the bleeding veil. Vampires were going rogue, werewolves killed without reason, the Elves turned to dark magic, the faes sat and watched the evil unfold without interfering. And the humans? They were reduced to hundreds, losing a battle even their techs couldn't help win. But Kael Draven, a god-blade wielding killer with no memory of his past, is not like them. Once a child soldier and now a hired gun, Kael believes his targets are the danger—until a failed assignment reveals a terrible truth: They're not the threat. He is. Chased by his former masters, Kael joins a half-elf warlock, a exiled werewolf, a Fae torturer, and a human prodigy. As the world is about to end, Kael learns that he's not human—nor hybrid. He is something more... With everything and everyone after him, will Kael become the monster he was designed to be, or seal the pact that wants to end him?

Marcus Hale had one problem in his old life: he was broke. Now he has a thousand. After mysteriously waking up in a fantasy world, Marcus discovers that he's trapped inside the body of Lucien Veyr, a notorious Level 200 powerhouse who has apparently made it his life's mission to offend everyone alive. And the first person waiting for him? A beautiful demon girl with a sword against his throat. Unfortunately, death is the least of Marcus's problems. Lucien owes three Demon Lords, has sold his own demon companion to multiple powerful enemies, and stolen a mysterious treasure that everyone seems willing to kill for. Worse, everyone still believes Marcus possesses Lucien's terrifying powers. He doesn't. Armed with nothing but his modern knowledge, a sharp tongue, and a ridiculous amount of confidence he doesn't actually feel, Marcus must pretend to be the monster everyone fears while desperately searching for a way to survive. But there's something even more disturbing. Before Lucien died, he left behind a letter addressed to Marcus. A letter written before Marcus ever arrived in this world. Who was Lucien Veyr? Why did he choose Marcus? And what exactly was he planning? With dangerous demon girls, powerful enemies, mysterious contracts, and an entire world waiting to discover his secret, Marcus is about to learn one thing. Surviving as Lucien Veyr is difficult. Ruling the world in his place might be absolute madness.

Arthur Vance was a titan of modern industry—a ruthless corporate strategist who mastered the art of the hostile takeover. But when a betrayal ends his life in the 21st century, he wakes up in the body of Julian Valerius, the disgraced, "waste" illegitimate son of a dying Emperor. ​In a world governed by ancient steel and noble bloodlines, Julian is a man with a target on his back. His six half-brothers, each a powerful warlord or cunning politician, have already signed his death warrant to secure their path to the throne. He has no army, no wealth, and a reputation as a drunken fool. ​But he has a mind the medieval world isn't prepared for. ​Using his knowledge of modern economics, chemical engineering, and psychological warfare, Julian begins his ascent from the mud of the slums. ​He turns sour grain into Liquid Gold, a distilled spirit that corrupts the empire’s elite and funds his private shadow army. ​He recruits Elena Vance, a legendary but betrayed General, turning her into the sword that will carve his path to glory. ​He builds a network of "Rats"—the beggars and outcasts—creating the first global intelligence agency in history. ​As the Empire spirals into a bloody civil war, Julian doesn't just fight for survival; he executes a takeover. From the smoke of the slums to the gold of the high court, the "Waste Prince" will prove that in the face of modern logic, even the strongest crown is nothing more than gilded lead. ​Witness the birth of an Empire where gold speaks louder than swords, and a bastard's shadow looms over the world.