Tragédie

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

He was one of the many millions of salary earners on earth. Confined to his job with an hectic schedule all day round with no time to attend to his own wellbeing. Finally it happened, the only way out for him to escape the bondage of being a salary earner. On his way to meet a business personnel, he was meet with stormy seas as his boat filps over and he ends up drowning to death. Questions ravaging through his mind as it dawned on him that he was going to die due to being overworked. Or at least that is what was supposed to happen. When he opened his eyes, he was meet with a bloody scene of a woman lying dead on the floor with a sword embedded in her stomach. The next occurrence was a splitting headache that had him on his knees and his voice going at the top of his lungs. After he had recovered, the memories of where he was and what had happened had all been installed into him. His goal, simple. To take revenge on behalf of the fallen queen and her kingdom. His object of revenge.... The Emperor who rules over the Conrad Empire and also the most powerful being in the continent.

Everyone in Chicago thought Keith Cross was nothing—a discarded war hero turned human blood bank for his in-laws. His wife called him a leech, her mother demanded he donate or die, and her new lover promised to "drain him dry." But what they didn’t know? That “worthless freeloader” they mocked… was the Miracle Doctor they’d been desperately begging to save their dying son. “You think you can throw me out like trash?” Keith says with a slow, deadly smirk. “You’ve been living off my charity this entire time.” When Keith flashes his black VIP card, the world shifts. Elite restaurant managers fall to their knees. Security guards bow. And his ex-wife? She drops to the floor, begging for mercy after publicly calling him a busboy in disguise. “You said I was a blood bag,” Keith says, towering over her. “Funny. You never asked whose blood ran this city's veins.” She called him weak. He became untouchable. Now he’s back—to take everything they stole, and leave them gasping in the dust of his name.

They broke his bones. They spat on his pride. They left him to die in the gutter. They just made the biggest mistake of their lives. Zolda was nothing—just another piece of street trash in a city ruled by cruel billionaires and ruthless gangsters. But on the verge of death, the heavens blinked. An ancient seal shattered, gifting him the Kunao Inner Eye and the forbidden Legacy of the Divine Healer. Now, Zolda sees what no human can: the flow of blood, the cracks in bones, and the dark secrets rotting inside the elites. He doesn’t need a scalpel to save you, and he doesn’t need a gun to end you. With a flick of his wrist and a single silver needle, he controls life and death. From crushing arrogant young masters at charity galas to battling cyborg assassins and dismantling ancient immortality cults, Zolda is on a warpath. Along with a genius fallen heiress and a deadly assassin-doctor, he’s building an empire on the ruins of his enemies. One hand offers salvation. The other delivers absolute destruction. In a city where money used to be god... Zolda is the new religion. "You have two choices: Get cured, or get crushed. The Emperor is in session."

A drought struck Malaba and only Kibich could come to its rescue and provide water. Gatamu, the Prince from Kibich headed the project and out of the blue, he fell in love with Peninah, a Ruaki girl. Both communities were against it. In Malaba, it was said to be against tradition, abolished and a taboo. In the Kibich hamlet, the Prince was arranged and bound to marry Silviah, the daughter of Mr. Mamiti, a very influential business man and the assistant provost. The situations left only one option and possibility to save their love and unite the two communities. As said, some curses could and can only be cleansed by blood. There was no better blood suited for that than the royal blood; hence, the prince had to die! He prearranged his own death with the help of his best friend Dr. Kirimi, who also happened to be their family doctor. The prince was killed! Without an heir to the throne, his father, King Matumu took in Peninah as his daughter-in-law, because; inside her was the only heir to the throne. She was pregnant after making love to the Prince. His assumed-death gave birth to a new beginning and era of peace between Malaba and Kibich after which, he came back from the dead!

Twenty one year old Kain Obasi lives a simple life in the bustling city of Lumino. Broke, ignored, and grieving his father’s mysterious death, he works odd jobs to survive. But everything changes the night he survives a fatal accident and wakes up with a terrifying new gift. Kain can now see Echoes: shadowy visions of violent events minutes before they occur. Robberies. Murders. Disappearances. At first, he thinks he’s going insane. Until he prevents a crime that should have been impossible to stop. His “miracle” attracts the attention of The Dominion, a powerful underground organization that hunts people with awakened abilities. To them, Kain is not a hero,he is a weapon they must capture. On the run, Kain’s visions become stronger, revealing a dark truth: His father didn’t die in an accident. He was eliminated… because he had the same ability. Now Kain must: master a power he barely understands stay ahead of trained hunters uncover the truth behind his father’s death and stop The Dominion’s plan to trigger a city-wide catastrophe Before the final Echo falls and the city collapses into chaos.

They called him bloodless They mocked him, beat him, finally betrayed him framing an innocent orphan and hurling him into the Ashen wastes to die a slow forgotten death. But the moment Elias Voss's blood touches a forbidden crimson altar, the empire's greatest nightmare awakens. Deep within his veins roars the primordial war God bloodline an extinct legacy of apocalyptic conquerors the gods themselves erased from history in terror. Crimson fury floods his body. Broken bones mend in seconds. A single punch shatters mana beasts that devour armies. Ancient battlefields flash before his eyes, whispering unstoppable tactics no mortals should know. Now the boy they discarded is coming back. With the sarcastic ghost general at his side, a sharp-togued swordswoman who swears she does not need him, and an unshakeable will forged in betrayal, Elias will climb from exile to overlord. Every arrogant noble who laughed at him will kneel. Every clan that turned away will regret. In floating war academies and blood-drenched arenas, a legend rises one swing, one conquest, one shattered enemy at a time. The War God is awake. And the empire will tremble.

Eryk Wayland returned to Black Lake City after receiving news that his grandfather had died. His uncle sent two men to pick up Eryk at the airport. They kidnap and lock Eryk in a warehouse. The uncle forced Eryk to sign a letter of inheritance. The two men then killed and disposed of Eryk's body in the Rockwool City landfill, a wasted city. Erick is dying. When he was about to die, he was found by a summoned spirit in the form of a white owl. The owl offers a life-and-death contract to Eryk. "Give me your soul, then you will hold the world in the your hand!" From that day on, the owl kept following Eryk wherever he went. Eryk was also suddenly able to speak and understand the language of birds. He can also summon and control summoned spirits as a source of power. However, a group of destruction summoners is hunting for Eryk. They wanted to seize the power of the strongest summon spirit that Eryk didn't realize he had. Can Eryk survive in Rockwool City—the city of summoners, save himself from the destructive summoners, and return to Black Lake City to avenge the people who slaughtered his family?

‘What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?’ Seth Holden was fed up with that question. ‘I’ll die,’ he used to joke. After all, what could a mere broken home, college student with no future like him could do if faced with the apocalypse? It became reality in a matter of hours. After the first wave invasion hit, the world was filled with dead people hungered for the living ones. Seth should be dead, too, if not for . . . Dong! [Congratulations!] [You are among one hundred lucky people to have receive a System!] [Free only for seven days.] Now, Seth was amongst one hundred people who became Systemist in this infected world. He grew stronger and had a higher survival rate. However, to survive meant he would still be alive when the second wave invasion started. He knew nothing about it, except people could crack and spontaneously exploded. Seth was sure he could tackle it when the time came by levelling up. But, raising a six-year-old while running away from blood-thirsty Systemist hunters in this not-pocalypse? Well, Seth was bound to fuck something up badly. Probably himself. Oh shit. What’s the price of the System’s lifetime subscription again?

Arditian, who had just died, opened his eyes and woke up in the body of Myru, a noble child of the Marquess family. But being an adopted child is not that great. More importantly, the original Myru has a nasty personality that is despised by many and famous as a troublemaker. Ignoring that, Myru intends to live peacefully and enjoy the wealth belonging to his adoptive family. At least until he knew that he would soon die at the beginning of the story of the novel Journey to Defeat the Demon King, where he currently lives. Myru was the first person interacted with by the main character Colim and ended up dying tragically at the beginning of the chapter. "I just wanted to live in peace. But it seems like God hates me" This place will be wiped out at the beginning of the chapter due to the appearance of mystical creatures. Unfortunately, the hero will arrive when things are too late, and everything is burnt to the ground. There is only one year, before the mystical creature loses control and destroys his home. In that time, Myru needs to build a good relationship with the main character Colim! But... on the way, he falls to the bottom of the eternal abyss during a bandit attack. Seriously? Hey god, can you please just make my life easier for once?!