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The crimson moon, marked the descent of chaos. Min-joon, a gamer used to virtual worlds, found himself thrust into a horrifying reality. Monstrous beings, echoes of nightmares, swarmed through dimensional tears, devouring everything in their path. Humanity crumbled, and the world reduced to a wasteland. But in the despair, Min-joon awoke different. A mysterious system awoke within him, promising power beyond measure. Unlike others, shackled by a finite pool of experience, Min-joon possessed the ability to level infinitely. Each kill, each encounter, fueled his growth. He wasn't just a survivor - he was a paradox, a beacon of hope in the encroaching darkness. As he carved a path through the ravaged city, the truth clawed its way to the surface. The apocalypse wasn't a random disaster – it was a twisted game, orchestrated by a malevolent entity known as the Architect. Furious and a desperate yearning to bring things back to how they used to be, Min-joon decided he would get strong enough to kill a being that would have otherwise been considered a god. Why don't you follow him in his journey and find out how he goes about doing it?

I’m a god of war, a mystery and perfect picture of complications. But don’t spill. They can underrate me all they want. They will never guess what my comeback becomes.

All of a sudden portals started showing up and spilling out two different kinds of creatures. Djinns and Prodigies. They didn't really care about humans, and looked at them like bugs. The achievements and technology that the humans made were taken apart by the Prodigy King. After that, humanity got to see a new world emerge from the ruins. It was eerie, this new place where the sun cast a red glow and rain fell as blood. Humans couldn’t figure out where the Prodigy King went. But they knew he had the power to bring back order. Under the rule of Djinns, human life meant nothing anymore — only strength did now.

"Pardon?" Keegan pinched the bridge of his nose. "We were supposed to do this subtly, Eva. You don't just drop this kind of news like a bombshell." Eva didn't look remorseful. "He needs to know the truth." "Truth? What are you talking about?" Travis asked. Realizing Eva's hand was still in his, he withdrew it. Keegan shifted his gaze to Travis. He sighed and took out his phone. He said as he typed. "This is the DNA test result we carried out with your sample." He handed him the phone. With a frown, Travis's eyes scanned the screen. His eyes widened. The results stated that their DNA samples matched. How could he be a child of the Novaks? *** Travis's life was pretty much ordinary and average until one fateful night took the life of his adoptive father. He woke up in a mansion and they told him his biological father was the head of the Novaks, one the most influential family in the country. But it isn't a dream come true. Is he ready for the dangerous game of wealth, betrayal and secrets that comes with this new heritage?

“ Let me introduce; This is Benedict Edward, my boyfriend and baby...” she introduced the guy before pointing at Griffin “ and this is Griffin Wright, well... I don’t know how to introduce him to you because he was always a fool and a nobody.” She explained and laughed shyly while the guy nodded his head. “ What?” Griffin exclaimed. He couldn’t believe his ears! Benedict Edward cleared his throat and sized Griffin up, secretly mocking his cheap clothes “ Oh! This is that loser guy you always tell me about, right?” He asked and Charlotte nodded. He also nodded with a smile before taking a step forward and he stretched his hands forward as if he wanted to shake hands with Griffin but he immediately withdrew the hand and cleaned it with his napkin ~ “ I can’t afford to dirty my hand by touching you, sorry. “ He said sarcastically and turned to face Charlotte. “ When did all these start? We’ve been together for 6 years and all we showed each other was love. Why this?” Griffin questioned with his eyes red and sad.

Jinhoo spent his whole life being bullied. He is the only child of his parents and he never told them about his condition in school because he never wanted to get them worried. Even after leaving school and becoming an adult, he never achieved his dreams. He was still at the bottom of the food chain. But even with his life being as hard as it was, jinhoo never thought of suicide. He always finds the light in his dark world. His optimistic attitude towards life didn't go unnoticed by the lords of the universe. So, when he was forty he saved a child from being run over by a speeding car, that was seen as an act of heroism and it earned him a reward. As a reward, Jinhoo was sent back to start his life again from when he was fifteen years old. That wasn't the only reward, he was also given a system that turns his accomplishments into points, and those points could be used to make him stronger if he chooses. When Jinhoo got his second chance, he vowed to make his life better, and the only way to do that is become a gangster or be corrupt. Jinhoo didn't want the two options so he made a third option and that is to become stronger than the gangsters. Jinhoo decided to become strong, strong enough to go against the gangsters and corrupt officials, he knew it was possible with the system Along the line, Jinhoo discovered he wasn't the only one with such a special ability and most people with the ability want to rule the world with an iron fist...

One hour vanished from Detective Marcus Kane's life. He remembers kicking down the warehouse door, then nothing but blood on his knuckles and a corpse at his feet. No witnesses. No weapon. No memory. Now he's the department's most wanted, hunted by the brothers in blue who once had his back and tormented by jagged fragments of that stolen hour; fragments showing hands that move like his but aren't under his control. Then the second body drops. Same execution. Exactly one hour after the first. Marcus isn't just a suspect. He's a loaded gun in someone else's hand, and they're pulling the trigger on a schedule. Each victim ties back to a military black site that promised to erase his war trauma, not weaponize him into something unrecognizable. They didn't just take his memories, they programmed a killer into the void. His ex-partner Sarah believes him. Barely. She's risking everything to keep him one step ahead of the manhunt, but her faith cracks with every crime scene photo proving Marcus was there. And the killer inside him is waking up more with each passing hour. The facility's files are sealed. The doctors are dead. And Marcus has seventy-three minutes until the programming kicks in again. To stop the murders, he'll have to willingly step into the blackout and hope he comes back with answers instead of more blood. But his handler isn't some faceless bureaucrat, they're someone who knows exactly how to break him, because they built him. Marcus Kane has one hour to catch a killer. The killer is him. And the puppet master has been watching from inside his own department all along. *****

He saw the end of mankind and suffered a miserable death. But when he opened his eyes, he was back thirty years before his death. Since he had a possible second chance, he decided to become the strongest and survive that miserable end. To become the ultimate wizard. ‘This time I will start with the very beginning.’ He wanted to start before the end of the earth, which was bound to happen in five years. The VR game The Endless. The passage to the planet Yuriel before the end of the earth. If he could become the strongest while he was an immortal player, he would have a chance to escape that tragedy. To people who didn’t know the truth, it was just a game. To people who knew the truth, it was their future. To Jason, who knew the future, it was his ticket to survival. … ‘Let me use thirty years of my experience. Ah… I never played The Endless in my previous life. Great!’ ‘I know all about planet Yuriel. But, in five more years….’ ‘I have no time to join a Guild. I can’t babysit anyone.’ … “Join our guild if you want the money to buy a VR cabin. ” … ‘I have to focus all my time on getting stronger.’ “There is no food in the village.” .. “Hey, where are you going? You brought a child here and trying to leave? She is your child now, so take care of her.” “Eh… I will come back soon.” ‘Damn it. Didn’t I say, ‘I don’t want to be a babysitter’?’ … “That child is cursed.” “Did you say she is cursed? Say that again, I will kill you.” … ‘Right. Why did I start playing this game, again?’

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell.  But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be.  The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us.  But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people.  We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live.  Our society is called the priests of Ultima.  That's all we want to tell about our world... P.s I don't publishing here anymore!

Growing up as lads Jude and dave grow up having a bad dad who couldn't be an example to his children it's up to the twins to choose what path of life they go.