When His Eyes Opened

Four years ago, Shen Yuan disappeared without a trace. Everyone on the Tianxuan Continent believed the insignificant young cultivator had met his end. They were wrong. Shen Yuan had fallen into the Celestial Expanse, a world where four mortal years could become a thousand years of bloodshed, cultivation, and survival. For a thousand years, he fought his way from the bottom. He faced immortal beasts, crossed forbidden lands, battled countless experts, and climbed realms no ordinary cultivator could even imagine. Eventually, the insignificant ant became the legendary Starfall Celestial Venerable. Then, at the height of his power, Shen Yuan was betrayed. An unexpected ambush left him on the brink of death. But instead of dying, he opened his eyes to the world he had left behind. The Tianxuan Continent. Four years after his disappearance. His cultivation is gone. His body is young again. But his memories of a thousand years remain. And so does his hatred. Everyone sees a young man who has returned from nowhere. No one realizes that behind those eyes is a Celestial Venerable who has already walked through a thousand years of war. Shen Yuan has only one goal now. Regain his strength. Return to the Celestial Expanse. Find the people who betrayed him. And this time, he will not stop until his sword reaches the person responsible. They thought they had killed him once. They have no idea what they have unleashed by giving him a second chance. The heavens may have taken a thousand years from him. Now Shen Yuan intends to take everything back.

What do you do when the person you sacrificed everything for throws you away like garbage??? Blake Sterling spent three years as an invisible househusband—mocked, belittled, and humiliated. What his wife didn't know: he was the billionaire secretly engineering her success. Every victory she celebrated? He built it. Every door that opened? He opened it. Every moment she looked through him like he was nothing? He swallowed the pain and kept building her success. Until the night he discovered her engagement to another man. The divorce papers she'd hidden in her drawer? He signed them first. The company she thought she'd built alone? He'd orchestrated everything. The life she thought she'd won? It was always his gift to give—and his to take away. Now she'll discover the most terrifying truth of all: The man who had nothing was the one who had everything. And she just let him walk away.

Aeris was born the weakest boy in Stonevale. No magic. No status. No future. Only one thing gave his life meaning, his little sister, Alba, the sickly girl he had spent years protecting. Then the Empire came for her. They called Alba a Sacred Vessel. The villagers called it an honor. Aeris knew it was a death sentence. He fought. He begged. He even turned against the people he once called family. But none of it was enough. So when Alba was placed on the altar, Aeris made one final choice. If the ritual demanded a sacrifice… it would take him instead. Something answered. Something that should have remained buried. When Aeris opened his eyes, the ritual chamber was destroyed, Alba was missing, and a strange voice appeared before him: [Congratulations, Host.] [The Demon Core has chosen you.] Now Aeris has power. More power than he ever dreamed of. But there is something the voice doesn’t tell him. Every time Aeris uses that power, something inside him changes. And the Empire isn’t hunting him because he ruined their ritual. They’re hunting him because of what woke up inside him. With Alba gone and seven Imperial Mages standing between him and the truth, Aeris begins a bloody hunt for the people who tried to sacrifice his sister. But the deeper he goes, the more terrifying the questions become. Why was Alba really chosen? What exactly is the Demon Core? And why does the mysterious System seem to know things about Alba that even Aeris doesn't? Because the truth waiting at the end of his journey may be far worse than death. Alba was never the sacrifice. She was the key. And Aeris? He may be the monster that was created to open the door.

When the enveloping darkness ends, it is also the time when the door of light will open. However, when passing through that door, the intense red light unveils the brutality; the dawn of the apocalypse just has only one the continuous flow of fresh blood signaling an impending doom. It all started when Hubert Wang, bored with his life, decided to buy the virtual reality game “Zombie World” from a mysterious man on the street. When he opened the game, a few specific words echoed in his ears. “From now on, 36 billion people will have to fight with you... Please be ready for the battle!” Thirty-six billion people, who will be the one to bring a new ray of hope to all of humanity from the land of the dead? Can Hubert Wang redeem himself for the mistake he made?

The world ended when the first Shadow Gate opened, creating a path to a supernatural realm where monsters and all kinds of supernatural beings exist. At sixteen, Elion was already dying from an illness caused by the havoc. To save him, his mother sacrificed everything… even her life just for him to have a chance for survival. And when Elion finally had the chance to enter the Shadow Realm, he didn't awaken just power, he awakened something far worse, dark and terrifying. Will he use these powers for good or let the darkness consume him?

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

I was a billionaire. I was ruthless. But I died totally alone in a crushed sports car. When I opened my eyes, I was 22, sitting in my crappy college apartment, completely broke. But I wasn't alone. A glowing blue screen was floating right in front of my face. [Mythic Tycoon System Bound.] [Current Wealth: $12.00] [Warning: The corporate world is a literal jungle. Good luck.] Fate gave me a second chance to build my empire, but the System came with a hilarious catch: I have to be a "Good Boss." If I exploit my workers, my Karma Debt rises and I go bankrupt. Even crazier? I quickly discovered the modern corporate elite are secretly supernatural monsters hiding in plain sight. So, to beat them, I decided to hire my own. My new bodyguard? A 500-year-old vampire who works for minimum wage just so I'll do his taxes. My lead data analyst? A literal dragon hoarding Bitcoin in the basement server room. They have the magic. I have the brains, the System, and ten years of future knowledge. Watch me slap the faces of arrogant rich kids, hostile-takeover werewolf packs, and build the most powerful, chaotic monopoly the world has ever seen.

When the dragons ruled the world of magic and brave knights, there was a great battle to defeat the demon god, who sought the destruction of the world to make it in his image. The order of dragons, powerful magicians, and brave knights banded together to fight against the demon god. Under the sacrifice of both dragons and humans, the demon god was defeated now a thousand years into the future, and the demon god worshippers were known as 'BLOOD CROW' have returned to revive the demon god. Noticing this, the dragon chose a champion who fought and defeated them but on the verge of victory, the demon god worshippers opened a time portal to when the hero was young. Now it is time for the young hero to fight against the plot of the demon god worshippers with the help of the dragons and his friends. Prologue

Tristan Asher died on the floor of the Apex Gate, betrayed by the one man he trusted, while the world he'd spent five years trying to save burned around him. Then he opened his eyes in his own apartment—twenty-three years old, five years younger, fourteen hours before the sky cracks open and everything begins again. This time, he's not here to be a hero. He's here to win. He has a list. Every gate, every betrayer, every mistake that cost him everything—he remembers all of it. What he doesn't expect is her. Kira Knight should be a stranger. Instead, he already knows her coffee order, the way her voice drops when she's trying not to cry, and exactly how she died in the life he's not going back to. He can't tell her any of that. He can't tell her he's already loved and lost her once, or that the System itself has a name for what he is—and a warning waiting underneath it: *you are not the first.* Someone else came back before him. Someone else had the same plan, the same knowledge, the same fourteen-hour head start. It didn't work. Now Tristan has seventy-two hours to become someone the apocalypse hasn't already beaten, a woman he isn't allowed to love yet, and a truth he's terrified to find out—why every version of this story before his has ended the same way.