The Ruined Death Knight

Kim Baekho has zero mana in a world where magic is everything. But he hides a terrifying secret: he can absorb death itself to become stronger. Two years ago, an incident killed 300 people and left him cursed with a seal that makes everyone forget he exists. Now, to save his dying sister Ha Chaewon, he must enter the deadliest Gates for money while hiding his true nature. When top student Choi Iseul discovers his secret and offers him a chance at redemption, Baekho must choose between becoming the government's weapon or joining a secret organization fighting against corruption. But as his seal weakens and memories return, everyone will remember the Death Walker. And when they do, he must prove he is not the monster they fear.

BLURB: The new MMORPG game ‘Wisher's Death,’ with the adaptive technology of transporting the players into the game, has become the most played online game. Everybody, both old and young, wanted to play the game; thus, its popularity, as well as cost, went over the charts. These four teenagers, Eiden, Gabbie, Jason, and Derrick, poured their hearts and sweat to save enough money to play the game. But instead of getting transported into the game, they transmigrate to a whole new realm where mutated beasts and mythical creatures threaten the existence of humanity. With no hope of ever returning, Alas! They're awarded leveling-up systems. The Emperor has said “Whoever makes the Upper Ten rank and becomes a protector of Jingwu shall have their greatest wish granted from the goddess's wish orb,” Is this their ticket to returning home? What is the secret behind this wish orb? Can they endure and survive the plagues of this new world?

In order to steal the inheritance left to him, William was abandoned on one of the most dangerous islands in the world and left to die. Years later, he returns as one of the most powerful men on the planet, the incredible ASHER KNIGHT!

Kael, once a disgraced heir, now reigns over his humble quarry—but his past refuses to stay buried. When the nation’s greatest war hero seeks to annul their childhood engagement and ruthless forces threaten his new family, Kael’s sharp wit and hidden strength emerge. From quarreling workers to mafia debts, from forced marriage to deadly showdowns, Kael must navigate betrayal, danger, and long-buried secrets. In a world where power is veiled in shadows, Kael might just be the most dangerous figure of all. Can he reclaim his legacy—or forge a new one?

She remembers him in whispers. He remembers her in silence. And the past remembers them both in blood. In a world where memories slip between lifetimes and the dead never truly rest, detective Yu Bin finds herself haunted by dreams that feel like someone else's pain—and yet far too familiar. Her nights are filled with fragments: fire, betrayal, a blade she once held, and a voice she can’t forget whispering, “I’m sorry.” When a chilling case involving two murdered children resurfaces buried wounds, Yu Bin is forced to confront not only the mystery behind the crime, but also the echo of something far older—a life lost, a love burned, and a betrayal that fractured more than just her heart. Beside her stands Xian Chen, a man who says little, but whose eyes hold centuries of guilt. Their bond is magnetic, volatile, and laced with questions neither dares to answer. Who killed her parents and master in that other life? Why does pain return when the truth stays buried? As the threads of their reincarnated fates unravel, so too do the lies that once rewrote destiny. Because love never forgets. And revenge never sleeps. And sometimes, the only way to heal—is to remember what broke you.

Being the Angel of death requires a lot of responsibility from Azrael. He was loved by his father but hated by his brother Black. Azrael did his job diligently until a faithful day when the forbidden happened. ︎︎︎︎ "Father, why did call for me?" "You dared to go against me and saved a child you never should have saved, Azrael. I trusted you and gave you my glory. How dare you disobey me?!" Azrael fell to his knees and begged his father. "I never meant to go against you, father. I just couldn't bear to take the child's soul away." "That child should never have been born, it will bring doom to the world. You have just saved the doom of the mortals and immortals! How will you pay for this you've brought upon us!" "I'm so sorry father, I will receive my punishment without complain. "In that case, You, Azreal are hereby sentenced to the wilderness of nothingness until my anger is appeased!" Azrael received his punishment for saving who he shouldn't have. He did what he shouldn't do as the angel of death. He interfered with the lives of mortals. But what he didn't know was the fact that there is a force behind why he did what he did. That force will destroy the whole world and the only person who can fight against it, is none other than Azrael (The Angel of death).

Zaqqy was just an ordinary security guard. He wasn't rich. He had no power. He had no one. Until that night... he chose to fight back. He fought his own master to save a woman from humiliation. That decision got him fired, slandered, and then thrown into the forest to die. But fate wasn't done with him yet. Under an ancient banyan tree, as his life hung in the balance, something ancient and forbidden revived him. The Brajamusti technique, a deadly striking technique, only chooses souls with courage and wounds. From that moment on, his hands were no longer merely human hands. A single strike could shatter bones. One burst of anger could destroy a life. But power always comes at a price. Hunted by cruel humans and invisible creatures, Zaqqy must learn to control the energy that could burn him from within. Around him, women with different destinies began to be drawn to that thunderous aura, love, jealousy, and betrayal intertwined. When his master's past is revealed and the dark prophecy about Brajamusti resounds once more, Zaqqy is faced with a choice: to become a protector... or to transform into a storm that destroys everything. Because when fate chooses you, there is no turning back.

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

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

The annihilation of the Huo Clan and the slaughter of their kin forced Huo Tian Xian and his elder sister apart. His sister, Huo Li Yu, was enslaved by the Meng Clan—the very clan responsible for their parents' deaths and their family's ruin. After vanishing for two months and rumored dead following the loss of his spiritual cultivation core, Huo Tian Xian suddenly reappears, sending shockwaves through the cultivation world. Once known as the frail legitimate heir of the Huo family, he has returned with the invincible power of demons and gods!