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Kael died once. That should’ve been the end of his story. Instead, the universe spat him back into a body far too young, armed with a power too gentle for a world too cruel — healing. Now reincarnated in a realm of blood, sigils, and fucked-up prophecy, Kael is tethered to a system that refuses to let him die quietly. With every wound he mends, every soul he saves, something in the world grows obsessed with him — and it doesn't know how to love gently. This isn’t a tale of a soft-hearted healer. This is war in reverse. --- Synopsis Kael was a broken mercenary, trained to end lives cleanly and silently. When a mission went sideways, his death was supposed to be a mercy. But instead of peace, he wakes up eight years old in a world where magic is real, monsters are philosophical, and the System — an AI-like force of impossible will — has made him its chosen Healer. But healing in this world isn’t passive. To mend flesh, he must feel the pain. To revive the dead, he must stare into death. And to survive, he must master the language of combat through restoration. Thrown into an orphanage that smells like trauma and burnt bread, surrounded by allies with secrets and enemies with smiles, Kael starts building power the only way the System allows — by saving people who are definitely not worth saving. Along the way, Kael must contend with psychic cultists, violent guild politics, experimental arcane theory, and the uncomfortable truth that whatever rules this universe? It fucking loves him. Maybe too much.

He spent three years on his knees. He was never meant to be there. Three years ago, Kael woke up in an alley with no memories and no name. A wealthy family took him in, married him to the daughter they'd given up on, and turned him into their live-in servant—the one who apologizes when vases break and doesn't fight back when fists fly. Then something inside him starts to wake up. Hunters begin appearing. Beautiful, inhuman things that speak a name he doesn't recognize, and when they say it, something in him answers. Memories start bleeding through—memories of power, of judgment, of being something far more than human. Kael wasn't a nobody who lost his past. He was a god. The one who held other gods accountable. And when he got too close to their secrets, they ripped away his power, erased his mind, and buried him in a mortal body to suffer and forget. Now he's remembering. But every time he reaches for what he used to be, he loses a piece of the life he built here—his memories, his emotions, his connection to the wife who stayed. His brother, a god of war, is coming to finish the job. Seven days until he arrives. Kael can become what he was and lose everything human about himself, or stay who he is and die.

They took everything from him, his dignity, his freedom, his name. But when Brian Ashton walked out of prison, he didn’t come out a broken man. He came out to bury them all.

"I don't want you anymore, you lowlife, pathetic, poor man!" she yelled at him. Oliver watched his wife quietly; he was planning to reveal that he is a trillionaire, the awaited lord who will shake the world.

For five years, Ronan Vane played the role of the useless house husband, washing dishes and driving a minivan, all to let his wife, Elena, shine. He secretly fed her the code that built Lumina Corp, a multi-billion dollar tech empire. On the eve of Lumina’s IPO, Elena decides she’s outgrown him. Lured to a remote dock under the pretense of a private celebration, Ronan is betrayed—pushed into the freezing ocean by a hitman hired by Elena and her lover, Jax. They toast to his death as they ring the opening bell. But they made a fatal error. They didn't kill a house husband; they woke up "Zero." Surviving the fall, Ronan reactivates the Prometheus Protocol. He doesn't just want a divorce; he wants a hostile takeover. Walking into the celebratory gala dripping wet and dressed in rags, Ronan is about to show the world that without him, Lumina Corp is nothing but a blank screen.

Rags to Billions. Bullied to Domination. Ugly to Handsome. Jason Reed was bullied and discriminated all his life. His life was filled with uncertainty and hate, especially from the people who were disgusted by his hideous looks. As a baby, his parents abandoned him. As a teenager, people hated him. Accused and jailed for a crime he didn't commit, Jason thought that it's hope for a good life will forever be a dream. But fate us twisted. Fate has other plans for him. He went back to school as a billionaire heir and he will make everyone pay for making his life a living hell, that includes his traitor ex-girlfriend. "What? He's rich?" "Yeah, but he's still ugly. He's so disgusting.'' He didn't care about what they say now. He will prove to them they picked on the wrong guy.

Braith of the Darkness likes going through life unnoticed. Not an easy task for a She-dragon of royal descent. But the evil plots of her father are turning her quiet, boring life upside down, and she has now become the enemy of the most vicious queen her kind has ever known. But for once, Braith won't have to fight alone. Not when the warrior dragon of her dreams is willing to risk everything to save her neck. Addolgar the Cheerful wishes he could say he’s helping the pretty royal strictly for honorable reasons - but he'd be lying. It’s not his fault, though! He didn't tell Braith of the Darkness to have the most delicious tail he’s ever seen! Yet before Addolgar can get his very strong claws on that tail, heads are going to roll. Just hopefully not theirs...

SYNOPSIS: THE GLASS GOD: Heir of the living Grid In the neon-drenched spires of Lystria, magic isn't a gift—it’s a utility. Controlled by the Circuit Crown, the Aether Grid powers everything from kitchen lights to the minds of the elite. Elion Vale was a nobody, a "Null-born" scrap-worker until a brutal assault left him for dead with a skull full of illegal crystal-tech shards. He didn't die. He synced. Now, Elion can see the code of reality. He can hack the thoughts of kings, rewrite the laws of physics, and weaponize the very network that enslaves his people. But the Grid is a living, ancient entity, and it wants its new host to shed his skin. As Elion rises from the gutters to challenge the gods of technology, he faces a terrifying cost: for every miracle he performs, a piece of his memory—and his love for the girl he died to save—is deleted forever.

“Don’t complain when the lights go out” These were the words that came out of his mouth before he calmly exited the office. Marcus Leopold, a typical nobody, a medical instructor, is pushed aside by his wife, Lauren Forrest, when she sees that she has reached the very pinnacle of her career. She saw him as nothing but ‘Deadweight.’ But then everything turns upside down when, on the very day she had been dreaming of, she sees him standing with the top dogs of the city. Marcus Leopold wasn't just a nobody; he was the shadow ruler of Mero, the Hidden Ace, and the blade that held the underworld together. He had chosen a quiet life to stay with his wife; for three years, he played instructor at the clinic. But now, he is back, and with his resurfacing, the underworld is shaking, threats are awakening, and new enemies and allies are being born.

To the vast majority, the concept and understanding of death was not very welcoming. To them, death was the end of life, the power to destroy life and the end and destruction of all hope and happiness. To those who had given up on life, it was like the first rain of the year; A kind shower that ended the heat and suffering of their miserable life. But to the Quinn Family, death was none of these. Their understanding of death was a whole new definition, and wasn't something that the ordinary man would easily come to terms with. To the Quinn's death meant transcending to a whole new world, they didn't fear death like the rest did, rather they accepted it and sometimes called onto the Angel of death to heed to them. To the Quinn Family, transcending to a higher being was the purpose of living and this had driven the family into different acts that the society strictly abhorred. Everything concerning the Quinn's was termed evil to the extent that they word evil had been replaced by Quinn in their town