Warrior Cat Oc Ideas

In the ruthless Solar Kingdom, where gods rule with iron fists and betrayal flows like blood, Lian is a broken slave marked by a dark curse—the mysterious Blood Key branded on his chest, a symbol of an ancient pact with a forgotten god of hunger. Beaten, burned, and forgotten, Lian’s life changes forever when he embraces a cursed power that grows stronger with every soul he devours. Now, walking the thin line between man and monster, he rises from the shadows as the elusive Black Ghost—a force of vengeance and rebellion. But the kingdom trembles under the cruelty of Prince Kairo, whose own dark transformation threatens to ignite war. As hunted whispers spread and the royal court launches a relentless pursuit, Lian must navigate deadly betrayals, forbidden powers, and a love that could either save his fading humanity or consume it entirely. Amidst swirling conspiracies and ancient secrets, one truth remains: only the Blood Key can break the seal binding their fate—and the princess who holds it may be both salvation and destruction. Blood will rise. Kingdoms will fall. And in the shadows, a god’s hunger awakens.

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

"A coffin?" Alex mocked, his laughter echoing through the hall. "For me? You should’ve brought one for yourself, lunatic."Alex Carter’s cruel smirk wiped clean with a blade to Charles Carter’s screams as he loses more than just his pride, Jack is a man on a mission."You laughed at me when I was down," Jack says, his voice calm but cold. "But now, you’ll remember my name—for the rest of your short lives."Once, Jack Sullivan was a name whispered with respect and fear—the legendary commander of the Iron Wolf Battalion. But a devastating betrayal left him broken, his memories shattered, and his enemies triumphant. Reduced to a mentally impaired shell of himself, Jack became a laughingstock, mocked by his in-laws and dismissed by the powerful elites of Havenwood. "They called him a fool, a servant, a man broken beyond repair. Now, they’ll call him their worst nightmare." But Jack isn’t a fool anymore. His memories have returned, and so has his unrelenting thirst for justice.

Jax was transported into a game life world where there were Kings every where and kingdoms where being destroyed every time and in order to survive he had to get stronger to the extent that no one can control his destiny, and with the help of the system he might just be able to become the greatest king of the waste lands.

Due to his crippled magicule vein, the defected body of Allastor Frauzz needed to consume more magicules compared to the normal rankers. Because of this disability, he also performs almost three times the usual training of a typical ranker. Having said that, despite his fatigue from the intense training, he didn't expect that his progress to level up would remain slow. He had already made up his mind that night. He would just accept that he wasn't meant to be one of those rankers sitting on top of the food chain. he was not hoping to travel all the continents in Illunor anymore. However, on the same night when he wasn't home, an unknown notorious criminal murders his family. His dream to become strong has been crushed because of his defected body, and now, his family has been taken away from him. On how many tiers can his bad luck reach? His heart has been shattered and turned into ice-cold that night. Finally snapping from the nightmare, he is now walking for merciless revenge. ---- Black Sword and Fragments[Vol. 1: Unforeseen Conspiracy] Book cover--Illustrated by: MarxMade

When a ruthless empire faces destruction, only one man can save it — Su Yu, the warlord who has never lost a battle and never taken a bride. But when the price of victory becomes the crown itself, Su Yu learns that ruling a kingdom is harder than conquering one. Haunted by ghosts of the past, betrayed by those closest to him, and torn between love and power, Su Yu’s journey will test the limits of loyalty, honor, and humanity itself. Can a man born for war learn to lead with his heart? Or will the legend of Su Yu end the same way it began — in blood?

"Your existence is a plague, Jin’er. But your marrow... that is a treasure." ​For eighteen years, Lin Jin was locked away, labeled a "Living Coffin." His body naturally emitted a corrosive poison that rotted everything he touched. He lived in agony, believing his family was searching for a cure. ​He was wrong. On the day he thought he would be saved, his father drove a hollow spike into his spine. The truth? He was never a son. He was livestock. A vessel raised solely to harvest his rare "Corrosion Marrow" to fuel his genius brother’s cultivation. ​Drained, betrayed, and left to die in a collapsing dungeon, Lin Jin heard a voice echo from the empty hollow of his bones. An ancient, forbidden entity that had been sleeping within him all along. ​[They stole your blood? Then take their lives. They broke your bones? Then crush their heavens.] ​The chains shattered. The poison didn't disappear—it evolved. Lin Jin rose from the ashes. He no longer cultivated Spirit Qi. He cultivated Ruin. ​Everyone thought he was trash. Until he turned their legendary swords into rust and their bodies into dust. ​When power corrodes the soul, survival becomes a choice.

Constantine was once the God of Mercenary, feared and revered by all who knew him, but an accident on the battlefield cost him his reputation and stripped him of his title. Now he is simply Constantine Easton, a low rank security guard and the estranged son of a billionaire father that didn't want him. He is a man who likes staying at the bottom and living his life without the struggles of being at the top, but what happens when the only way to protect all the beauties around him is climbing to the top? "You think you can take what is mine because you're stronger than me? You don't know who you're dealing with." If life throws a bullet his way, he'll pick it up and shoot the hell out of whoever dares get on his nerves. If he had touched the sky before, then he'll go past the stars now. "Only I will be king."

One job. Failed. A corrupted Iron Sentinel named Grimbolt has a new assignment: keeping Prince Valerius alive. Unfortunately, the prince is a spoiled, useless brat, and their only friend is a cynical mechanical raven. Hunted relentlessly by the ruthless Vexxos army, their escape is a series of desperate battles in dark tunnels. Each action only pushes the damaged Grimbolt closer to the brink of destruction, while Cogs the raven offers sarcastic comments from the sidelines. To survive, the machine must battle the twelve-year-old boy who is its leader. But in a world built on betrayal, which will break first: the Sentinel's steel or the Prince's spirit?

Sanxi, the one last person and the only mortal who can carry the death runes. . . His life changes the moment a supernatural portal opens and gives him access to the world of supernatural creatures. In this magical world, a new system is activated and he must learn to survive while training and gaining magical powers that will help him kill the Lord of the Underworld and save humanity from him.