Warrior

Edgar, a young slave, gets slapped into the creepy valley of vipers, a place of utter darkness. His failure to return might not end the world full of freakish cultivators, but it would mean Fabby, his elder sister, has to spend her slave life alone among smiling predators that threaten her life and honor. But how can a cripple and an inexperienced Edgar survive the fall, then climb the valley that not even the most heinous criminals of the world would choose for a hiding spot? Even if he somehow does, will he continue to live as a slave, or will he fight for his and his sister’s ‘freedom’- the word a slave never even dared to whisper and live another day? Will Edgar keep swimming in suffering, or will he sink his teeth into the sharks that surround the siblings? “One day, I’ll set up an inn, and people will call me the Lady Innkeeper Fabby!” said Fabby, with her pretty nose turned up a bit. “Sounds cool, but what about me?” the innocent younger brother, Edgar, pulled her skirt and asked while licking on tamarind candy. “You’ll be a waiter, of course,” she assured. “Eh? Waiter?" his cute little expression warped very fast. "No, I don’t want it.” “You won't be a regular waiter but the head waiter!” “Still, no,” he shook his little head a little too quickly. “Why don’t you be the head waitress, and I’ll be the innkeeper!” “Huh? Then what’s the point of me dreaming of becoming an innkeeper, you idiot!” she caught his ear for a good bit of twisting. "Ow, ow, ow!"

Oliver Hunt lost everything—his memories, identity, and dignity. He became the Henverton family’s punching bag, enduring their scorn as the worthless son-in-law. But when a mysterious woman approached him, everything changed. “You’re our leader, Commander. It’s time to reclaim your throne.” Oliver discovers he's Zero, the God of Mercenary. A legend feared by all, known for completing impossible missions without fail. Unleashing his power, Oliver is out for revenge. Those who crossed him will pay. The world will bow before him... or burn.

City. An oasis in the middle of a vast wasteland. Luxury, intelligence and high technology. Blood, poverty and vice. Can you be yourself, detective? Especially if you, detective, start digging through the dunghill and pulling out foul-smelling cases one by one. Especially - if your candidacy will be considered by those whom you do not want to notice with all your desire. Those who stand outside the vertical of power and violence.

After being massacred vigorously in his past life, now floating into nothingness, in an abyss where darkness reigns, he opens his eyes, and saw a small speck of light, perhaps... another chance? --- "What would you like me call you?" the orb of light spoke, in a gentle and humble voice. "Ken, please call me by my name, Ken." the man in white said, looking enticed at the orb of light, further drawing him in it's alluring glow. "Understood, and what would be your wish Ken?" the orb of light asked. "To be a third party." Ken smiled. 'To be a slow Transmigrator.' he added in his thought.

James Donovan, a retired "God of War," his life changed upside down when his wife was almost raped and his daughter got kidnaped, just because his daughter heart was matched to the rich family, they didn't stopped there, they thought poor people lives have no value infront of them. James embarks on a dangerous mission, knowing that in this fight, there are no rules. His enemies may have money and power, but James has something far more valuable: the unyielding love of a father determined to bring justice to the innocent and ensure the rich are held accountable for their crimes. “You tried to play God with my daughter’s life. But let me tell you something, Zhao—no man is not God. And you’ll pay for every single life you’ve destroyed. Justice isn’t just for the rich. It’s for everyone. And today, you’ll feel it.” James is not just fighting for his family—he’s fighting for every life the rich have trampled on, and he won’t stop until justice is served.

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.

“What good years, wasted on trash like you.” With these words, Orion cast off his old shell. His old personality. His old kindness. That betrayal was the last straw that broke apart the last vestiges of softness and kindness within his body. Such feelings weren't welcomed during an apocalypse anyways. If he could, he would thank them. Then kill them again. A lycan left no enemies alive after all. * Regressing to the beginning of the apocalypse with profound knowledge of the future and the betrayal of his closest friends in his heart, Orion sought only one thing. He would utilize everything that he could to become the strongest, even if it meant throwing his humanity away. That was the start of his reign. It was the slow Advent of the Void Lycan.

Twenty years ago, Davis, the noble Protector of Dragon Nation, carried the divine Dragon Soul—a power meant to guard the realm. Beside him stood his best friend Lucas and his devoted wife Vivian, bound by courage, forged in fire. Together, they saved the world. But power breeds envy. And envy breeds betrayal. Stabbed in the back by the two he trusted most, Davis fell to his death, swearing vengeance with his final breath. Now, decades later, the once-glorious Dragon Nation has become a prison of tyranny ruled by Lucas and Vivian’s cruelty. Their son, a monster born of stolen power, terrorizes the weak. But fate has other plans—when Davis rises from death, reborn in another man’s body, the fires of retribution awaken once more. He is no longer just a protector. He is the reckoning. A story of betrayal, resurrection, and the price of power, Dragon Nation: The Rise of the Last Protector will grip you from the first page to the last heartbeat.

He fell from power. He died in disgrace. But from the stars, he rose again. After five centuries of cultivation in a distant realm, Vaelin returns to Earth—stripped of his strength, but burning with purpose. Betrayed once in his past life and hunted in this one, he hides behind an ordinary job while secretly rebuilding his power. But Earth is not what it seems. Ancient forces stir. Hidden cultivators walk in silence. And revenge waits in the shadows. He may be mortal again—but the God of War never truly dies.