War Horse

For ten years, he never forgot what happened to his family, and a woman saved him. Now, he has returned after becoming such a great man to return the favour to the woman who saved him and take revenge on those who killed his family.

There was once a guy that is indiferent and clueless about everything around him, but even though he was like this, if monster after monsters appeared at his doorsteps without any invitation at all, his eyes will glow with indifference and touch their rough bodies lightly, turning it into ash and get carried away by the wind that pass by. His name is Gabriel, A shut-in guy but is omnipotent. Read to know his story.

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

Seventeen years of humiliation. One night of blood. And a legacy that should have stayed buried. Axton Vail thought he was nothing a powerless mistake in a world ruled by cultivation. Until his own family chained him to an altar to harvest his blood. The ritual failed. The seal broke. And the last heir of the Immortal War God woke up. Now, with god-killing power burning through his veins and enemies closing in from every shadow, Axton faces an impossible choice: become the monster they always feared he was, or find a way to stay human while the world tears itself apart trying to end him. In a city where power is everything and blood determines destiny, one boy will learn that the deadliest weapon isn't cultivation it's a war god who refuses to kneel. The hunt has begun. And this time, the prey has teeth.

Ethan's life is a lie. His wife, Sophia, sees him as nothing more than a disposable blood bag. She drains him to the point of death to help a powerful company create super-soldiers. A mysterious woman known as the Miracle Doctor, Linda Sarman, saves him. She tells him a shocking truth: he is Gad, a legendary War God who had his memory and power taken from him. Now, Ethan is thrown into a secret war of corporate spying and old fights.

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.

For three long years, Leon Hale has lived as the disgrace of the Carson family—an unwanted son-in-law mocked for his poverty, treated like a servant, and blamed for every misfortune under their luxurious roof. They think he is useless. They think he is weak. They think he has nowhere else to go. They have no idea who he really is. When a mysterious man appears one night, calling Leon “War God’s Heir,” the truth begins to unravel. Leon is the only surviving descendant of an ancient, feared military clan—one whose power, wealth, and influence could crush the entire city with a single command. But Leon didn’t forget the Carson family’s cruelty. He didn’t forget how they humiliated him. And most importantly… he didn’t forget how his wife, Sophia Carson, was the only one who ever stood by him, even when her entire family turned against him. Now, the man they treated like trash is about to become the most dangerous man they’ve ever crossed. The world will soon kneel before him. The Carson family will learn exactly who they’ve been insulting. And those who try to hurt Sophia will meet the War God’s wrath. But as enemies from his hidden past return—ruthless generals, underground syndicates, and a mysterious rival claiming his inheritance—Leon must protect the woman he loves while taking back the throne that rightfully belongs to him. He came as a son-in-law. He rises as a legend. And this time… everyone will bow.

Jayden Knox got married to the daughter of the prestigious Bassett family, Olivia, and he loved her wholeheartedly. Only if he knew her true intentions towards him. After spending a memorable night with his lover, he woke up the next morning and realized it had been another by his side. As a punishment, he was sent to join the military as mercy instead of being imprisoned. Working hard, he made a name for himself, the god of war himself in a man's form, that was how people had viewed him and he became the supreme general. But one day after bringing victory to his country once more, a call came through for him and he found out his parents had been killed and his sister was to be sold off at an auction. The real identity of his wife came into view as he learned she had conspired against his family with the four giants of the city. She had purposely drugged him that night and place another woman, Elsie Holden, her cousin by his side to get rid of them. Without thinking twice, he flew back to the city to rescue his sister. A lot had happened within the five years he was away, his family had been destroyed by those who set him up, the Innocent had been wrongfully punished for spending the night with him, not to mention the death of his parents. He had been gone for too long, fighting the wrong battles, it was high time he faced his enemies head on and got his revenge. Secrets are unveiled, new love interests sprout and the wish to protect a woman to his grave grew in him the moment he found out the secret she had been hiding.

Framed for a crime he never committed, Draven is dragged in chains, broken, and humiliated. But captivity awakens something ancient within him, his mana. As his power grows, so does his legend, until he becomes known as the God of War. When he allows himself to be captured by the enemy, it’s not defeat—it’s strategy. But his plan shatters when he uncovers a betrayal more brutal than prison: his wife is being violated by the man he trusted most. Veyron. Draven escapes, to unleash a vengeance far worse than death.

He gave up an empire for love, choosing a quiet life beside the woman who stole his heart. In secret, he paved her path to success, watching with pride as she rose to fame.  But when the woman he cherished began to see him as ordinary and unworthy of her world, his silence turned sorry.  Now, he's gone—along with every unseen hand that held her up.  Only in the ruins of her pride does she realize: without him, her kingdom was… built on sand.