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He, who was a great man and did right by everyone, have become nothing more than a washed-up nobody! “What happened!? Where did it all go wrong!?” he’d frequently ask himself, but arrived at the same conclusion, no matter how often he desperately sought a definite answer. He didn’t know! What he did know was that, right now, he was as broke as fu*k! Being the penniless man that he was, as he listlessly gazed into the sky, he contemplated what he could do to get out of his current situation. Even if not for himself, for the five children that were dependent on him. He needed money. He needed money to at least feed those who had the unfortunate luck of following him to his lowest point, even when knowing that his doom was set in stone. That's when he remembered something that was mentioned in the news earlier that day, “Genesis”, a VRMMORPG which created huge waves across the globe, whose story shifted and developed as the players affected the world itself. While that’s great and all, what really got his mind churning was how lucrative that game was and continued to be, as well as the possibilities it could provide him to help claw his way back up from his current circumstances. He, who only ever played games off his PC, decided to jump into the new world of magic and opportunity. But what he didn’t know was that the game would soon descend to reality!! *** Daily one-chapter update~ The cover image doesn't belong to me, leave a message if you want it removed.

Tristan Asher died on the floor of the Apex Gate, betrayed by the one man he trusted, while the world he'd spent five years trying to save burned around him. Then he opened his eyes in his own apartment—twenty-three years old, five years younger, fourteen hours before the sky cracks open and everything begins again. This time, he's not here to be a hero. He's here to win. He has a list. Every gate, every betrayer, every mistake that cost him everything—he remembers all of it. What he doesn't expect is her. Kira Knight should be a stranger. Instead, he already knows her coffee order, the way her voice drops when she's trying not to cry, and exactly how she died in the life he's not going back to. He can't tell her any of that. He can't tell her he's already loved and lost her once, or that the System itself has a name for what he is—and a warning waiting underneath it: *you are not the first.* Someone else came back before him. Someone else had the same plan, the same knowledge, the same fourteen-hour head start. It didn't work. Now Tristan has seventy-two hours to become someone the apocalypse hasn't already beaten, a woman he isn't allowed to love yet, and a truth he's terrified to find out—why every version of this story before his has ended the same way.

After many thousands of years, the flame of war between human clans and demon clans continued to cause chaos. However, in just a few years in the future, one kingdom managed to bring harmony to these two clans. Come and go as you like but never harm. If you do, punishment awaits you. Zeliker (Demon Prince): I wish to see the peace created like the Eskimos Kingdom. Stiria (Human Princess/Duo?): It is not impossible. You are from the demon royalty. Maybe your presence will create the peace you seek. We are here to help you, Zeliker. Sektar (Human King): You want to marry my daughter? Are you not afraid of the hatred from your father, the demon king? Nekruis (Demon King): I'm going to see the princess who captured my son's heart. If she is unworthy, might as well kill her before she taints him more. Author Warning! This is a dark novel. Some parts may contain scenes that are unsuitable for underage such as abuse and torture.

As he handed everyone their room key , he smiled as he gave the last one out . All 39 rooms were filled up. After dinner , he rang a bell to summon everyone to the dinning table. "What's going on ? Haven't went had dinner already?" Room number 13 asked What they didnt know was that this dinner was for him not for them . "I'm sorry to announce this but i'll have you know that as you walked in here of your own accord "Arnold's eye turned bloodshot red "There's no going out " *** Forced to take his own life, the raving ghost of a man filled with revenge takes over the body of a young man called Arnold. It builds a hotel which he named after his first love because it needed blood to keep it around much longer until it's able to take it's revenge. Would his plan be successful or would this vengeance-filled ghost be exorcised before it even has it's chance?. Find out in this blood-thrilling horror story.

Yan Ming the King of hell, Ruler of the abyss, one of the ten primordials was betrayed by three of his seven wives after a clash with his arch-enemy Ling Yi. Yan Ming fell to the assault but the three generals were unable to retrieve hell's mandate who deemed them unworthy of wielding it. Yan Ming reincarnates as a normal human with the mandate linked to him as a system guiding him to regain his powers with only one mission for him to fulfill. {Main Questline: Reclaim ownership of the infernal realm} {Time Limit: 5 years} {Penalty: Permanent loss of the title "King Of Hell, Ruler of the abyss} Guided by the mandate now recreated into a system, Yan Ming rises from a mortal body to reclaim control over hell and exert his dominance. During his journeys he discovers fragments of past events and uncovers his true desire, forfeiting the control over hell in pursuit of his own true desires and rewrite his own life from being chained down to an empty throne to become his own free man. Unbothered and unchained to no one and nothing he sets out for his journey to discover the origin of Dao and achieve the legendary final realm, the true pinnacle of cultivation! --- A book based on unraveling the different mysteries of cultivation and the universe, very fast paced and diverse. I'd recommend you check out the free chapters first and try making a guess regards the novels plot what do you think? The novel looks a bit slow in the initial arcs but eventually get better as it moves on, thanks for reading!

"That's a check for one million dollars. Take it and leave. Go reunite with your mistress and live your lavish lie." Caroline's voice cracked as she slammed the check against August's chest, her eyes red-rimmed and burning. For three years, she had played the loyal wife to a crippled man. Three years of silence. Three years of him vanishing each month without explanation. Three years of missing money and whispered rumors she'd desperately tried to ignore. She loved him once. But even love has limits. August watched his devastated wife walk away, her footsteps echoing like a death sentence. The truth sat on his tongue—boiling, desperate to be free. But he swallowed it. Not yet. For her safety, she had to remain in the dark. Three years ago, he emerged from a brutal war victorious but broken—ambushed when his strength was at its lowest, his legs shattered, his body labeled useless. They wrote him off. They laughed at the wheelchair-bound shell of a once-great warrior. But August never accepted that fate. As the door slammed behind Caroline, something inside him cracked—not broke, cracked open. His Qi, long dormant, surged like a tidal wave. And for the first time in three years… August stood. The wheelchair sat empty. Now, the man they abandoned is rising. His enemies will kneel. And his wife? He will protect her from the very family scheming to strip her of everything—even if she hates him for the secrets he kept. Let them come. August is done sitting down.

Ethan's treated real bad by his rich wife, Amelia and her Family . One day, he watched helplessly as his wife cheat on him in their matrimonial bed with another guy, while forced to cook for them and sent on errand to buy condom too: Oh, yes. You must prepare a special dinner tonight. Richard loves the lobster risotto. Don't mess it up this time. And, um, make sure you buy... condom on your way back from the market. You know, just in case." "Condom? And who is Richard? Amelia, this is getting out of hand. I can't keep doing this." "Ethan, don't be difficult. This is what I expect from you. Just do as you're told, and maybe you won't mess things up for once." "I'm not your servant, Amelia. This has to stop. I won't be a part of this anymore." "Oh, please. You're just a lowly cook. Who else would want you? Now, do as you're told, or there will be consequences."

Terry was a man who was willing to be poor and leave his luxurious life to marry the woman he loved. However, his wife cheated on him with another man. In addition, his wife asked for a divorce and left him for his mistress. While he was down, the family who had abandoned him came back to Terry and asked him to return home. However, Terry, who was hurt by past events, certainly refused the offer. On the other hand, Daniel, who is his father's enemy, offers to be his heir. He promises to help Terry get revenge, both on his ex-wife, his ex-wife's mistress, and his family, especially his father! Will Terry accept the offer? And what drastic changes will Terry make to get revenge on the people who have hurt him in the past? "I'll make sure you're ruined and begging for mercy from me when I'm successful! Insult me all you want for now. But wait for my revenge. I will repay you a hundred times more painfully than you did to me!" Terry said.

Three years. That’s how long I worked part-time jobs, skipped meals, and saved every cent to support Olivia’s "future." I thought we were building a life together. I was wrong. The moment I stepped onto campus as a graduate, she didn't just dump me, she dragged me through the mud. She chose a sugar daddy twice her age, spat in my face, and humiliated me in front of everyone I knew. I was left with nothing: no job, no money, and a broken spirit in the middle of a Los Angeles storm. But then, the System woke up. “Mission triggered: Slap the slut in the face. Reward: $300,000.” The payout was instant. The revenge was sweet. Olivia thinks she traded up for a king, but she just paved the way for me to become a titan. She wanted a man with money? Fine. I’ll buy the luxury store she’s shopping in and make sure she’s never allowed to walk through the doors again. I’m Willy Morgan, and the days of being a stepping stone are over. The hunt is on, and the system is paying for every hit.

"Just leave him. He’s a scavenger—his life is worth less than the loot he carries." Those were the last words Lucian heard before his teammates slammed the dungeon’s iron doors, leaving him broken and bleeding in the dark. To the world’s elite Hunters, Lucian was just a "human trash bag," a Rank-F nobody meant to clean up their messes. But as the monsters closed in to feast on his flesh, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind: [Ding! Life Force at 1%. Survival Instinct Detected.] [The God-Level Scavenger System is initializing...] [Target Detected: Corpse of a High-Rank Demon.] [Would you like to 'Recycle' it? (Y/N)] With nothing left to lose, Lucian reached out. [Recycle Successful! You have gained: 1,000+ Strength and the SSS-Rank Skill: Abyssal Devourer!] While others fight for glory, Lucian grows stronger by picking up what they throw away. Broken legendary swords? Recycle into Divine Artifacts. Trash-tier mana stones? Synthesize into Origin Cores. The corpses of gods? Extract their immortality. Now, Lucian is returning from the abyss. He isn't just coming back to survive—he's coming back to recycle every Hunter who ever looked down on him. "You called me trash? Fine. Let me show you how a scavenger cleans up the world."