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Miles Creek, due to his father's unintentionally involvement in his mother's death, broke away from the family and tried to make a living on his own. However, after experiencing business failures and his daughter falling ill, he borrowed from relatives and friends, only to be looked down upon by his in-laws. Even his wife gradually became disappointed in him amidst their financial struggles. Unable to gather the high medical expenses for his daughter, Miles found himself at a dead end. His wife even became a target of advances from her superiors in order to gather the money for medical expenses. With no other options left, Miles contacted the old butler of his family to borrow money, but he was given a condition he must agree to before he could get the money to save his daughter's life.

In a realm torn apart by ancient rivalries and the lingering shadows of mystic evils, Marcus—once a prince and valiant warrior who fell in the fateful battle against the dreaded Trinitarians, a trio of malevolent forces feared across all realms—has been resurrected to confront an even greater menace: the Origin. Neither fully alive nor entirely dead, Marcus exists in a fragile state of being, his essence fractured yet imbued with newfound power. As he grapples with his reforged abilities, he is thrust into a ceaseless battle against a rising darkness that threatens to unravel the fabric of existence itself. Guided by enigmatic allies and tormented by the ghosts of his past, Marcus uncovers a sinister conspiracy that transcends realms, blurring the boundaries between creation and destruction. With time slipping away and the line between himself and the Origin dangerously thin, Marcus must embrace his destiny as the final guardian of life or risk surrendering everything to the chaos of the Origin’s unrelenting wrath.

Three years of blood, sweat, and sacrifice culminated in a simple diamond ring—Tom Tudor's ultimate gesture of love for his wife on their third anniversary. But instead of gratitude, his heartfelt efforts earned him humiliation, betrayal, and a nightmarish revelation that shattered his world. Ridiculed by the very woman he cherished, mocked by a room full of strangers, and left for dead by a man flaunting his stolen love, Tom hit rock bottom. But from the ashes of heartbreak rises a man fueled by rage, vengeance, and an unrelenting drive to prove everyone wrong. As his old self dies in the agony of betrayal, a new Tom emerges—stronger, sharper, and determined to crush those who dared to look down on him. This Tom is Thomas Tudor! Grandson of one of the richest men on earth with deep connection with politics and other hidden mysteries looming over earth. This is not just a story of revenge—it’s the making of a legend in both mortal and supernatural realms.

Dante Stormborn was unlucky. That’s all he ever saw himself as. In the year 2500, technology has risen to combat magic, and hierarchical systems are upturned. But Dante had no magic, and no money to get technology. Living in the lowest level in the City of Selene did nothing but remind him of why he was unlucky in the first place. Then, luck strikes. He gets an enticing offer that he can’t afford to refuse. But, it’s all a trap, and he’s broken and left for dead in a world he doesn’t recognize. In a world teeming with betrayal on every front, how do you know who to trust? Will he survive, or give up finally? In a world where magic clashes with technology, the world upturns itself. State against state, country against country, continent against continent. The corruption seeps into the fabric of the world, dyeing it red. Even the gods are not left out. Who’s left standing at the end?

Darius Kane was branded a coward, the last “loser” of a slaughtered noble house. Three years later, he returns—a decorated war commander with a vendetta forged in blood. “You shouldn’t have come back,” sneers Vincent Reksar, smirking at the man he thinks is powerless. Darius’s eyes narrow. “Funny. I was thinking the same about you.” Every enemy who mocked his family, stole his home, and left him for dead is about to face a reckoning. The city’s most feared clans gather for a wedding—a perfect stage for Darius’s return. Haley, his ex-fiancée and the traitor who betrayed him, tries to dismiss him. “You’re nothing, Darius. You’re still that loser—” He cuts her off coldly. “Losers don’t get second chances. Commanders do.” Now, vengeance marches at his heels. The loser is the commander. And the war for justice has only begun.

I grew up with nothing just me, my mom, and the empty ache where a father should've been. I’d always thought he was some nameless stranger, long gone and dead. Then, right after I claw my way into this elite university on scholarship, my world shatters. Turns out my father wasn’t some faceless nobody he was William Cross, a billionaire, one of the world’s wealthiest men, and now he’s dead, leaving me his empire.It should’ve been a blessing, but it’s a curse. The “System” he left with his legacy gives me skills I desperately need but at a cost agonizing pain that feels like it’s tearing me apart from the inside. And now, as I stand alone, surrounded by powerful enemies who want me destroyed, I realize that inheriting billions might be the thing that finally breaks me.

In 2068, humans mutated to survive in the post-apocalyptic world. They got extra genes in their DNA, granting them cool abilities like super strength or shooting fire from their hands to battle the cruel monsters dominating the Earth. In New Orleans, a dystopian country, there was a special school to train young talents called Neogen High-School. All kinds of talents and abilities are there, and every Neogen graduate would become part of the New Government, joining the Elite Rangers, a special and highest-ranked force in New Orleans. However, Avery was an exception. He got into Neogen on a scholarship but got treated like an outcast 'cause he didn't have any special talents. He stuck at the bottom of the social ladder. Coming from a rough background, he was always underestimated, and even turned into a walking ashtray for his classmates. One day, he was thrown into a dark abyss by someone he thought was his only friend, and he fell into the bottom pit to meet his death. "Yeah, maybe this is the best path for someone talentless like me. Dying alone in a dark and lonely place like this." [Ding!] [All conditions for activating the 'Underdog System' have been met. Avery Blythe has been chosen as the host system.] [Underdog System will be activated.] [… 99%] [Underdog System activated. Complete all quests and climb the social ladder. Don't let the bullies win. Show that an underdog can beat them all!] "... huh?"

Title: Silent Havoc Synopsis: Silas was just a quiet, often-overlooked student—bullied, misunderstood, and burdened by a strained relationship with his bitter grandmother. But everything changed after a mysterious fall that should’ve ended his life. He came back different—stronger, colder, with no need for the glasses he once relied on. And now, something dark stirs inside him. Rumors spread that his survival was the work of a witch—his own grandmother. But the truth runs deeper. A secret experiment. A voice in his head. A lab with answers. And people willing to kill to hide them. As Silas begins to uncover the reality of what was done to him, he finds himself walking a fragile line between becoming a hero or a monster. Even those around him—like Zulie, the only one who seems to care—begin to sense he’s no longer the same. When the lab comes for him, targeting his home and after they killed his grandmother, Silas finally snaps. Now he’s out for answers, but also on the run—from those who created him and from the fear of who he’s becoming. Because the real question isn’t just what he is now… It’s whether he can still be human. But Silas is no longer just a victim—he’s something new. Something uncontrollable. With fear spreading and time running out, the question remains: is this the dawn of evolution… or the beginning of havoc?

On the night of Kael Draven’s birth, the skies split in two. The moon turned blood-red, the Veil of Aegis—the sacred barrier protecting the kingdom of Eryndor—shattered, and demons poured into the realm, slaughtering thousands. His mother died in childbirth, and the High Hierophant Malrick, leader of the Sanctum of Luminar, declared the newborn child the source of the calamity. From that moment, Kael was branded the “cursed child,” a walking omen of doom. His noble family disowned him, his name erased from their records, while his younger brother Aelric was exalted as the chosen heir. Kael grew up in chains, spat upon by peasants and nobles alike, humiliated in public festivals, and treated as less than a dog. His only friend was Fang, a scarred stray dog who shared his pain. Yet fate had other plans. During the grand trial, where Kael was condemned to die by being devoured by a monstrous beast in the royal arena, the curse mark on his body ignited. A fading celestial spirit, Elyndra, bonded with him, and his soul unlocked the Eclipse Codex, a divine system hidden within the mark. What the world called a curse revealed itself as a path to power. Despised by all, betrayed by blood, and hunted by the temple, Kael will rise from scorned trash to savior of Eryndor. The curse they fear is the only hope of salvation against Umbraxis, the Eternal Hunger—the primordial evil sealed at Kael’s birth, now stirring once again.

“For Vengeance is an emptiness and he that seeketh it wasteth himself”, the Oldman said stopping Roger by his hand, “Vengeance and Revenge mean only pain, you have already suffered enough child” In order to exact the revenge on those who had killed his parents, Roger took the path of Vengeance, planning and preparing to exact his revenge, he had come so long in the path that he was on the verge of losing himself. “Pain is only felt by the living, I am already dead, only vengeance can restore me, only victory can return my life to me” His words were met with the silence and the hand holding him slowly released the grip! Roger had come a long way to look back now. “Enjoy the final movements of peace. For I have returned to exact my vengeance, so shall we begin, Father-in-law?” He said looking at the man who was tied up to a chair with terrified looks on his face.