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“The Aura chose him. The System changed him.” The Aura arrived without warning. Draven Ashford was stacking canned peaches in a dusty Cleveland supermarket, humming off-key just to fill the silence. “Another thrilling night,” he muttered. He reached for the next can and the air suddenly thickened, warm and heavy. “Uh… hello?” he whispered. A soft green glow rolled across the floor like fog. The shelves shook. The lights flickered. “What is that?” Draven breathed. Before he could move, the green wave slammed into him. The store went dark then everything turned bright green. “This… can’t be real,” he whispered. That moment became Day Zero. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Three months later, cities were covered in glowing vines, strange plants, and constant green mist. Draven Ashford was just trying to survive the ruins of a world torn apart by the mysterious Aura. Cities lie in green mist, monsters prowl the streets, and the strong both human and otherwise rule by power. But when a strange system awakens inside him, everything changes. From the shadows of broken buildings to the chaos of mutated creatures, Draven discovers he isn’t prey anymore. Skin strengthening, enhanced senses, and slow mastery of Aura begin to reshape him step by step, level by level. Yet even as he grows stronger, he realizes he’s far from ready. Ancient bloodlines awaken with powers far beyond his own, monsters lie in wait, and the path forward is treacherous. Armed with only his wits, a mysterious system, and a spark of determination, Draven must rise in this new world or be crushed beneath it. *Survival isn’t enough anymore. To thrive, he must awaken

Jamie Aldridge never asked for this. He never asked for the system, for the power, for the missions that drag him deeper into Seattle’s underworld. But when life throws a digital demon into your head, what choice do you have? Play the game or get played. Simple. Except it’s not that simple. Because this game? It’s rigged. And the stakes? Well, they’re higher than Jamie could ever imagine. "Who the hell are you?" Jamie demanded, his voice rough with exhaustion, and his mind a tangled mess of fear and fury. The Broker smiled, a thin, calculated curve of lips that held no warmth. "I'm the man who’s going to change your life, Jamie. Or end it. Depends on how well you play." "Play?" Jamie spat, barely holding back the urge to punch that smug look off his face. "I’m not playing your game. Not anymore." The Broker’s eyes shone with a dark and knowing aura. "Oh, but you are. You just don’t realize it yet." Now Jamie’s on a collision course with forces beyond his control—shadowy figures who pull the strings, secrets buried so deep they might as well be myths, and a system that seems determined to push him to the brink. And just when he thinks he can’t take any more, life throws him another curveball: Emma. His unbearable bully of a wife. Pregnant. Yeah. Ain't gonna end well. In a world where survival is a day-to-day battle and the lines between ally and enemy blur with every step, Jamie has to figure out one thing—how to win when every move feels like a losing one. Because failure? It’s not an option. Not when his life, and the life of his unborn child, hangs in the balance.

"Who am I?" Waking up in an unfamiliar room with no past memories, an unfamiliar man greets him, claiming to be his new guardian, Ifeus Lero, who then tells him... "Your name is...Topaz Oriole." A world of Magic and Monsters, where those who wield Magic are known as Mages. Every Mage, without exception, falls under one of eleven Classes, each with their own unique forms of Magic; Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, Dark, Space, Physical, Support, Tamer and Sneak. As for Topaz, his amnesia isn't his only concern. His Class isn't one of the eleven established Classes, something that's completely unheard of. The Wrath Class, a mysterious Class absent in the history books. Advised to keep his abilities hidden for the time being, Topaz avoids using his Magic in front of others. However, Ifeus's secrecy soon becomes a growing point of frustration for Topaz...it's clear that Ifeus knows about his past, but refuses to tell him anything about it, along with hiding the real reason why it's imperative for Topaz to keep his Class hidden. Even as Topaz settles into his life post-amnesia, forming friendships, rivalries and romance, the dark shadow cast by the mysteries of his forgotten past continue to haunt him. With flashes of fragmented memories, and some common sense, Topaz comes to the conclusion that, whatever he went through pre-amnesia, was likely far from pleasant. And unfortunately for him, the dark, broken past he has no memory of isn't the only issue to contend with. An organization bent on world domination makes its presence known, and operating in the shadows, is a dangerous cult determined to resurrect a powerful, malicious entity who nearly destroyed the world centuries ago and was sealed away. And at the center of it all...is the Fractured Mage, Topaz Oriole.

“Stop!” Shiro shouted, his voice raw, tears in his eyes. But they kept taunting, circling closer. He could feel the energy building inside him, it was getting out of control. He had never felt it like this—so wild, so powerful. He couldn’t stop it. Shiro always thought he was just an ordinary boy, weak and powerless. But everything changed that day. He discovered he was part of a world he never knew existed—a world where he could control the elements, a world where he was destined to be a hero. Serevaal is in danger. The Dark One has returned, stronger than before. The people need a savior, but Shiro isn’t sure if that could ever be him. He’s just a boy, not a warrior. With new powers he barely understands and allies he must learn to trust, Shiro must face impossible challenges, uncover buried truths, and fight an evil far greater than he imagined. Betrayal. Sacrifice. Destiny. Will he rise and save Serevaal, or will he fall before the darkness consumes everything?

Hosh, who suffers from leprosy, continues to be insulted by his wife and mother-in-law who are the highest throne owners in the Zenith Clan. “Look at you, Hosh! All those fancy clothes of yours can't even cover up those hideous skins. What wife do you think would be willing to walk hand in hand with a husband like you? You're so disgusting. I don't even want to see you!" Wilo tossed his beautiful wavy hair. Until one day Hosh chose to return to his family's house to calm down. Hosh finds out that he is a Nilas. A special person who has the qualities of four clans at once. “Most likely, you are a Nilas. Like your parents and also like your grandmother. She is a Nilas.” Hosh decided to get back at all the bad treatment he received earlier. Did he succeed in transforming into a Nilas? Will he be able to avenge everyone's bad treatment to him? Did he manage to unravel the dark secret of the death of his parents?

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.

Cyrus Night is kidnapped from his prison cell where he's to serve for a life time and given an offer that cuts off three years per successful mission but he doesn't believe in the horror tales they tell him about this job that is till his first mission. Can he keep his sanity or lose his mind to the horrors of the world?

For three years, Celia Rodriguez believed her success was the result of her hard work. Declaring her husband, William Belmont, as nothing but dead weight, she demands a divorce. But what she doesn't know is that every victory she's ever claimed was secretly orchestrated by him. Since being average was a crime, William would show her who was the unworthy one!

Al'ravee spent ninety-five years living the typical life of a mortal, only for him to wake up from his grave five years later to find out that he wasn't what he thought he was and that the last hundred years were just a scheme for his parents to raise the most perfect being in existence. Faced with his new reality, he quickly realizes that he has to drop his mortal way of thinking if he wanted to have a comfortable life in the vast universe. From planet-busting spaceships to unique creatures capable of superhuman feats and magicians from other separate dimensions. Let's not forget his fellow gods that could reshape continents. With new the ideals, mentality, and desire, he carves a path for him to reach his goal. " A lot of people want to reach the peak of existence for different reasons. Some are just power-hungry others do it to support their righteous sense of self, he did it to bring his loved ones back to life, she did it for revenge and that guy just doesn't want to be pushed down by anyone. Well too bad for you. I am the bully who will continuously push you down. I am the one who you want revenge against. I am the one who killed your loved ones. I am that final boss that you just can't beat. I am the one who will take that power that you seek and crush you like the weakling you are. Do you know why" He said towards the army of demons and gods flying towards him? He got ready to jump off the tall building to confront them as he flexed his muscles. *BANG* Like a bullet, he shot off with explosive speed. " IT'S BECAUSE YOU STAND IN MY PATH TO PERFECTION"

Devansh Magnus is a broke university student, a walking tragedy, and worst of all—the infamous "Leash Lover" of his department. He had spent his days chasing after Aranya Sen, worshiping the ground she walked on, doing anything to get her attention. But in the end, what did he get? She crushed him like an insect. Kicked him aside like a stray dog. And just when he thought life couldn’t get any worse—Ashen Graves nearly sent him to the afterlife. Now, standing in front of a vending machine with an empty stomach and emptier pockets, he dug around, hoping for a chump change. Nothing. Except for one single, 4ucking useless coin. He stared at it, cursing his pathetic existence. Then, out of nowhere—he just started laughing. The kind of laugh that wasn’t funny, that teetered between despair and insanity. "This is it? This is all my life amounts to? Hahaha... Fuck my life." And then—something insane happened. [Ding! Suitable Host Detected...] [Synchronizing Thoughts… The Host’s Personality Meets the Criteria for Fusion…] [Ding! Initiating Fusion…] [Ding! Fusion Complete.] [Counter-Love Wealth System Successfully Activated.] Devansh’s eyes widened as the information flooded his mind. '99 TRILLION' in wealth. More money than he could ever dream of. But there was a catch—he could only spend it on beauties. And if he successfully countered a love attack? He’d get back 10% of what he spent, plus extra rewards. For the first time in his miserable life, Devansh grinned. He had begged. He had suffered. He had been used and discarded. But not anymore. Now, he would bind those untouchable women and turn the game in his favor. He wasn’t chasing anymore. Now, they would come to him.