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He woke up in a city that doesn’t forget—but he remembers nothing. With a name that isn’t his, hunted by ghosts that wear familiar faces, and a past stitched into someone else’s war, Ethan Vale must navigate Echelon City’s labyrinth of lies to reclaim who he is. But the truth may be the deadliest weapon in a world built on deception. In the game of Lazarus, the first one to remember dies.

Three years in prison. All for her. The moment Ethan Cross walked free, his wife handed him divorce papers and called him worthless. What she didn't know? While he was locked away, he became the head of the world's most powerful corporation. Now the woman who abandoned him is begging for mercy.But mercy isn't what kings give to traitors.

They laughed at his poverty. Mocked his name. Even his fiancée spat on his worth and walked away. But Shen didn’t break—he vanished. Into the shadows. Into silence. And while the world feasted on arrogance, he studied. Mastering the ancient secrets of Eastern medicine, decoding the pulse of life and death itself. Now, he returns. Not as the beggar they scorned but as the man whose hands can rewrite fate. The crippled walk at his word. The dying cling to his touch. And the elite? They kneel for a chance to dine with him. He doesn’t seek revenge he embodies it. Every miracle he performs is a reminder: The man they discarded now holds the power to decide who lives… and who fades into nothing. The rise of Shen isn’t a comeback. It’s a reckoning. And the world will remember the name they once tried to erase.

In a world governed by the Beast Pact, your worth is determined by the glow of a testing sphere. For Kaelen, the sphere remained dim, marking him as an E-rank "scumbag." While others bonded with majestic dragons, Kaelen was chosen by a "defective" shadow-beast that the world deemed a death sentence. Mocked by his family and betrayed by his fiancé, Kaelen is left to rot in a sabotaged dungeon. But deep in the darkness, the "defect" speaks. It isn't a beast—it is the Void Sovereign, and it doesn't want to fight beside Kaelen; it wants to become him. After years of agonizing training in the world’s most hellish dungeons, Kaelen returns. He is no longer the weakling they trampled. He is tattered, scarred, and hiding a power that could devour the world. When the elite try to kneel him again, they will realize they aren't facing a mage—they are facing the end of their era.

Everyone called Jaxen a "Mana-Dead" loser. Even after graduating from the prestigious Aether Academy, he couldn't find a job cleaning toilets. But when his father begs the tyrant Lord Valerius for mercy, Jaxen is forced into a humiliating "Slave-Marriage" to the coldest beauty in the city, Seraphina Valerius. The city laughs as the "Trash Son-in-Law" is forced to sweep the floors of the woman who once chased him. They don't know that Jaxen has awakened the "Primordial Void System." Every insult they throw at him fuels his power. Every time they try to suppress him, he siphons their life force. He isn't just a husband—he's a predator waiting for the perfect moment to devour the entire Valerius lineage.

Phoenix Arizona 2 years ago, Maks made a terrible mistake by trusting an "inner voice" who was actually Pandora, the mother of monsters. He unleashed monsters into the world until a war between the awakeners and the monsters started. Pandora wanted a world where the monsters could be included. But she realised that it was never meant to be. Maks with the help of his friends and allies. Banished the monsters back to the null void and peace was restored. ...But not entirely... Maks sat back brushing his black cat's ears. He was finished with college at 23 and he wanted to go to med school. In a funny turn of events, his bully's father would be funding his med school journey. He wanted to do things for himself and that didn't end well. That wasn't to say that he wasn't going to try. "Maks, to the kitchen." His stepmother Doreen Fletcher-Anderson said. She had come into her life when he was 8. She had trouble conceiving for 3 years before she had his half sister Jessica. He was so conflicted and it took him over a decade to come to love her but he couldn't blame his half sister. He took care of her even though he thought she was a burden. He went to the kitchen and his stepmom gave him a tray of sandwiches. "You haven't been eating, you've lost weight." "I lost the football tryouts, of course I'm trying to lose weight." Doreen turned to him and smiled.

“Please… don’t kill me!” My voice trembles as I stare at the two people standing in front of me, my own brother and my wife, the woman I love more than my life. “Why…?” I whisper, my throat dry. My brother smirks and she avoids looking at me, as if I mean nothing to her. That silence… it breaks me more than anything. I step back slowly, but my foot slips near the edge. Panic rises in my chest as I realize where I am the cliff behind me, the darkness waiting below. “No…” I murmur, but it’s too late. A sudden push and I fall. The wind roars in my ears as my body drops into the abyss. Fear grips me, but stronger than fear is the burning betrayal inside me. My eyes shut as darkness swallows everything. They think I die that night But I don’t, I survive and I change. Years pass, and Now I return to the same world but I am no longer that weak man. I am something else… something darker. The city fears my name. The underworld bows before me. Power runs through my veins. Money, influence, control everything is mine now. And I don’t return alone. With a mysterious princess, beautiful yet dangerous, her secrets as dark as my past. She understands me in ways no one ever could. This time, I don’t beg. This time, I don’t fall. Because I am no longer the man they betrayed… I am the nightmare that has returned for revenge.

Idris Morrow built Ironwall Security from a $200 laptop and seven years of blood. In one night, Conrad Veil took it all. The contract. The company. The woman. The life. Then a dying billionaire pulled from a wreck handed Idris the keys to three billion dollars and told him the city was his if he could hold it. He didn't know he was walking into a war that had been running for eight years. He didn't know his predecessor had been watching him for months. He didn't know the woman in his bed was a planted asset, or that the man trying to erase him owned the judges, the registrars, and the Deputy Commissioner of City Oversight. He didn't know any of it. He found out fast. Now Idris has the estate, the federal filing, and the one board seat in the city that makes every development contract Conrad Veil has ever filed completely worthless without his signature. Conrad thought he was deleting a variable, hell no. He created a weapon. The city is about to find out what a man from the Wards does when he stops surviving and starts building.

A deadly ritual has to be done using twins (A boy and a girl). Jessica must make the twins fall in love naturally, make love and bear a child. She can't do this except raising the twins in another world known as the blank world.The place the twins will grow up without having knowledge of anything or being educated about anything... Sunday and Amaya (twins), though separated, grow up in the Blank World. They don't know that they are other people in another places, they don't know how human beings are formed, they don't know that there is a supreme God neither do they know the meaning of twins nor some feelings and changes in their bodies. They have no knowledge of anything except the language they speak and the environment... According to plan, Sunday and Amaya fall in love the first day they meet. Unfortunately to Jessica, the twins are geniuses. Thus, they begin to explore the environment (blank world), technologically, scientifically and eventually begin to know the truth of who they are and, believing there are people like them in other places. Jessica must not allow them know or leave the blank world neither must she force them to have sex in order to complete the ritual...

Everyone thought he was a useless son-in-law, a penniless man living off his wife’s family. For years, he endured the insults and the relentless scorn from his in-laws, especially his mother-in-law, who never missed a chance to humiliate him. “You’re nothing but a parasite,” she spat one day. “Leave my daughter at once! She deserves someone better.” And so he did… but not in the way anyone expected. Three days later, a convoy of luxury cars arrived at their doorstep. Security guards opened the door with military precision. Out stepped the same “useless” husband but now in a designer suit, wearing an air of command and confidence that silenced everyone. The truth had finally surfaced: he wasn’t just rich, he was the wealthiest man in the world, a hidden titan who had chosen a quiet life for reasons only he understood. The mother-in-law turned pale. “Please,” she begged, trembling. “Don’t leave my daughter. We didn’t know who you really were…” Too late. The tables have turned, and the man once ridiculed is now the one holding all the power. But he doesn’t seek revenge, only justice and respect.