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In the blood, soaked ruins of Jakarta, Satria Mahesa’s life ends and begins. When the Heavenly Vanguard, false angels harvesting human souls, slaughter his family, Satria’s dormant Nephilim blood ignites an ancient cosmic artifact. The Heart of the First War Emperor. This awakens the Emperor’s Blood Debt System, granting him god, like power at a terrifying price. Every second of borrowed strength must be repaid with the lives of his enemies, failure means the system will shred his organs and sanity from the inside out. To survive the crushing burden of the Blood Debt, Satria forms a "Soul Link" through profound spiritual and physical intimacy with a group of elite survivors, Kirana the healer, Rinjani the warrior, and Gayatri the protector. This bond is a desperate ritual of trauma and trust, allowing his Vanguard to share the soul, rotting weight of his power. Together, they transition from hunted refugees into a rebellion that threatens the divine hierarchy. However, the system is a Trojan horse. Satria discovers that Goddess Aeliana gifted him this power only to serve as a vessel for the ancient Emperor’s soul to overwrite his own. Forced into a war on two fronts, Satria must ally with the "Demons", the cosmos' original freedom fighter, while his Vanguard enters his mindscape to battle the Emperor’s ghost. After devouring the usurper’s soul and evolving into the true Sovereign of Blood, Satria leads a god, killing army to the Heavenly Throne. Rejecting Aeliana’s cruel utilitarianism, he shatters the false paradise and sacrifices his newfound godhood to stabilize the universe. In the end, the man who was destined to be a tyrant chooses a quiet life on a healing Earth, proving that the ultimate weapon against divine cruelty is a love born from absolute desperation.

"STAND UP YOU MORON!". yelled the space trooper. Rogers groaned with pain. He stood up and with all his weight dived on the space trooper, he didn't know what he was even thinking but somehow the trooper had already lost balance and his gun fallen from his hands. Rogers kicked him in the groins and then with a penknife stabbed him in the temples. The trooper was silent. Rogers thought for a moment maybe he was dead. He wanted to check for his breathing but common with space troopers they always had their helmet on. Rogers proceeded to dislodge the helmet, he was familiar with the technicalities. The battle was still ongoing, he was hearing gunfires afar off, he had checked his attacker pulse, the man was as good as dead. Rogers retrieve his penknife and put it back into his pockets. He was tired and weak to the bones, pains that ran through his stomach made him nauseated. He wanted to vomit. He stared at the sky that has turned with haze and ash, he thought when will all this wars be over, it has been a decade and the galaxies had been at war. He was from Megma, but the people from Metoris and Xival had been their enemies. Aquaris was their ally, and Infact the aquaria have been their supporters from time immemorial. The bone of contention was Resmore, the planets all wanted Resmore for its minerals and diamonds. News had it that the main villain Lord Firemetal and his counterpart Aruma each of them from Metoris and Xival had always wanted to dominate the planet Resmore, then comes the DROIDs from Entexx a place found in Aquaris, who always help them in fighting each battle they went. Their opponents have space droids too.

Have you ever experienced the crushing weight of humiliation so heavy that it makes you contemplate taking your own life? If you haven't, count yourself lucky, because it's not a feeling anyone would want to experience, let alone brag about. Meet Kelvin, a college student whose financial struggles are no secret. Despite feeling like the world is against him, he finds solace in his girlfriend Vanessa, or at least he did until her birthday party. When he arrived with nothing to offer but his love, she not only broke up with him but also subjected him to public ridicule. The pain of such a betrayal and public humiliation can leave a lasting impact on one's mental health and self-worth. He had grown accustomed to enduring the constant harassment from her and others, but today it reached a new level of cruelty. As he ran home, tears streaming down his face, he was so consumed by his emotions that he didn't see the curb ahead. He tripped and fell, hitting his head hard on the pavement. When he finally regained consciousness, he heard a faint voice calling out to him. ** ** ** "Host detected!!! Beauties picking system activated in 1%..." a computerized voice said out of the blues. "Who's there?" Kevin asked. "10%...89%...100%... system uploaded." It continued. It took a moment and he realized it was coming from his head. Kevin was scared that he was going mad. "Who are you? What are you?" he demanded, holding his head in his hands but then suddenly it spoke again. "Now find a beauty and make her fall in love with you in 72 hours," it said.

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."

"I regret the day I met you. I regret foolishly giving love a chance for the first time." Emily’s words pierced the air, heavy with regret and heartache. Her voice trembled as she uttered each syllable, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. But Alex stood before her, his own heart aching at the sight of her pain. He longed to comfort her, but the weight of his own decisions held him back. **** Alex was a billionaire and independent man who lived a life of fulfilment but was marred only by the suffocating grip of his parents. Just like a dog on a leach, he always did as they wished, whether he was good with it or not. He despised women and perceived them all as serpents in designer dresses. His parents arranged a marriage devoid of love with him and a fellow billionaire's daughter, Isabella, which he reluctantly agreed to. Since he had no affection for her, they lived in his house like cats and rats, with no intimacy between them. However, meeting Emily challenged his negative view of women and made him want to marry her, as they became drawn to each other like a magnet. He was willing and determined to marry Emily instead of Isabella, especially after she revealed she was carrying his child. Isabella harboured a hidden agenda far more intricate than mere unrequited love. As Alex's heart turned to Emily, she unleashed deadly plots, determined to retain her place in Alex's heart, even if it meant silencing her rival permanently. Will Alex break free from his condescending parents to choose his own future? Can Emily survive Isabella's wrath and plots? Since only a woman would emerge victorious in winning his heart, who would it be and at what cost?