When His Eyes Opened

His status as a disciple of Helma Tilcott, the only healer in the Lanshire Kingdom possessing the rare healing zhenqi, had brought Marc Belmont no advantage at all. From the start, few believed he could ever become her heir; no matter how diligently he tried to absorb her teachings or practice her skills, everything seemed to vanish from his mind as if it had never been there. Years of effort appeared to have been in vain, and Marc began to question if he was truly meant for this life. One day, a group of messengers arrived from the city of Cammont, their mocking words cutting through the air as they demanded he follow them. “I’m not interested,” Marc replied flatly, his voice devoid of the hesitation it once carried. “Ungrateful! Is this how you treat someone who raised you?” The messengers clenched their fists, anger burning in their eyes as they rushed toward him. Marc's lips curled into a confident smirk. “Those days are long gone. You clearly have no idea who you're dealing with.”

Warren made to speak but just then the MC got the stage, officially welcoming everyone to the gala. Just then Lady Williams joins them. Surprised couldn't describe what she felt seeing Warren at the gala. “What's he doing here?” She asked. “We’re just as shocked as you are grandma,” Troy said. “Don't stand close to us. I don’t want anyone thinking we are actually associated with a commoner like you,” Laurel said. Soon they were interrupted by the loud voice from the speaker. “...Please welcome on stage, the host of tonight's gala and newly appointed CEO of Sterling Heights, Warren Easton.” Loud cheers and applauses erupted immediately. Warren made his way to the front and stood until the noise died down. His eyes squarely on the Williams family. He watched as their faces switched from the looks of confusion to realisation to that of surprise. He had them where he wanted them. Bingo.

"I want to see mom and dad's faces, I want to see the world, and I also want to see what humans are really like!" "Be patient Wui, mom will try so that you can see like a normal human," Wui Jin is a 20-year-old young man who has had an eye defect since birth. This defect makes it difficult for him to develop, his father and mother have tried their best to find a way for their son to see like a normal human being, but their efforts have never been successful. On one occasion, Lian Wei and Xiang Ling brought Yier Yan to the stopover of a great physician in the hope that their son could be cured by him. There was a reward behind this hope. Grandpa Wui Ling will give Wui Jin eyes but on the condition that his parents' lives must be in return for the treatment. Will Yier Yan's parents give up their lives? Then what about Yier Yan's fate?

In the Astrala Continent, spiritual talent is everything, and Ravian Arkana is a cursed anomaly. Born without Spirit Meridians and suffering from a physical disability in his legs, Ravian lived as trash in the eyes of the noble Arkana Family. The breaking point came on the night of his engagement, which was meant to ensure his protection; instead, he was betrayed. His fiancée, Lin Xuelan, along with his half-brother, shattered his bones and cast him into the Soul Annihilation Abyss a place where gravity crushes the soul and darkness swallows existence. However, death became the gateway to a taboo ancient power. At the nadir of his consciousness, Ravian awakened the Forbidden God System. This system did not grant miracles of light, but rather power from the deepest darkness: the Hell Meridians. With a body reconstructed by hellfire and legs now capable of moving beyond the speed of sound, Ravian crawled out of the abyss no longer a weakling, but an entity destined to exact vengeance against fate. Ravian’s journey is a symphony of blood and tears. From a mocked, disabled servant, he transforms into a mysterious figure who topples great sects and exposes the hypocrisy of the gods who rule the world. Every step he takes carries a message of death for those who once trampled him. The world that once discarded him must now tremble, knowing that the survivor of the Soul Annihilation Abyss has returned to claim the throne foretold in forbidden prophecy.

After losing his job, his apartment, and the last bit of hope he had left, Ethan Cole finds a single dollar lying on the ground—his final piece of pocket change. But the moment he picks it up, a strange message appears before his eyes: [System Activated: The God of Ruin’s Pocket Change.] The system tells him the coin in his hand doesn’t belong to an ordinary person. It belongs to the God of Ruin, a being so powerful that even thousands of dollars mean nothing more than spare change. With the system’s power, Ethan can buy things worth tens of thousands using just one dollar, acquire companies with a few coins, and manipulate fortunes across the world. But every purchase follows one terrifying rule—for every gain Ethan receives, ruin must fall somewhere else. A billionaire might lose everything overnight, corporations could collapse, and entire markets may crash just to balance the price of his fortune. As Ethan rises from a broke nobody to a man who can shake the global economy with pocket change, he slowly realizes a horrifying possibility: he may not be the one controlling the system. Instead, the God of Ruin might be using him, and every coin he spends could be buying the world’s destruction.

They called him bloodless They mocked him, beat him, finally betrayed him framing an innocent orphan and hurling him into the Ashen wastes to die a slow forgotten death. But the moment Elias Voss's blood touches a forbidden crimson altar, the empire's greatest nightmare awakens. Deep within his veins roars the primordial war God bloodline an extinct legacy of apocalyptic conquerors the gods themselves erased from history in terror. Crimson fury floods his body. Broken bones mend in seconds. A single punch shatters mana beasts that devour armies. Ancient battlefields flash before his eyes, whispering unstoppable tactics no mortals should know. Now the boy they discarded is coming back. With the sarcastic ghost general at his side, a sharp-togued swordswoman who swears she does not need him, and an unshakeable will forged in betrayal, Elias will climb from exile to overlord. Every arrogant noble who laughed at him will kneel. Every clan that turned away will regret. In floating war academies and blood-drenched arenas, a legend rises one swing, one conquest, one shattered enemy at a time. The War God is awake. And the empire will tremble.

[🥉 #10 System in my real life 🥉 ]"I don't have any powers and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled back. He was going to freak out if he found himself in a situation where he couldn't help himself. He gazed at his hands. Then he started slowly. "This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going."

Blood wasn't merely just life, it was power, currency, and divine mandate. It was the thread that kept the fragile Empire afloat, and the tool by which the favoured lord over the feeble. Blood was known to all; feared by some, and coveted by others. Streets sang with pained screams, the glorious liquid trailing forth as rivers in the shadows. In the midst of such treachery, a suffering youth strived consistently to beat the odds. Ezekiel Stormwing, a young adult with crippling responsibilities, toiled everyday to make ends meet. Living in the struggling West with his father, they laboured ceaselessly under the venomous gaze of malevolent fiends. It was a world of segregation, all moving to the will of avarice. The wealthy desired more, while the poor pleaded for so little. All chased after coveted dreams, uncaring to others around them. Life was ever moving, satiating the powerful and draining the weak. Everything was mechanical, predictable, untill eventually… it wasn't. On an occasion celebrating Nefaria’s past triumph, war erupted. Ezekiel Stormwing found himself caught in the crossfire, his life dangling away in a whirlwind of pain. In a desperate gamble to save his father, he wagered his life. Death coveted his soul, but just before his flame extinguished…it erupted, a shimmering power once sealed within him unlocked. With rejuvenated resolve, he defied faith. He manifested his desire, saving his father from certain doom. Now, after the war, his eyes settled on a new goal, one that would keep him ever close to the frigid gates of the afterlife. Will he succeed, or will destiny finally erase his existence?

When the whole world knew him as a loser and the most pathetic underdog, Leonidas Maxwell was still trying to stand tall for his brother and his beloved lover. But when Leonidas was almost desperate to save his dying brother and asked for fund help, he found his lover betraying him; having an affair with someone he hated the most. Leonidas was on the verge of death because of his love, and thought he was a loser who begged for money until the end. But suddenly, a notification rang, a strange screen appeared and his life changed. When Leonidas had a system to make money fast, that's when dollars meant nothing to him!

What could be more devastating than watching your lover being shot by a masked man right before your very eyes in the dead of night? Everly isn't just confronted with a daunting reality that shatters her hope for a future with Edwin, but one that also sets her on a new path. In an unexpected turn of events, she relinquishes her dream of being a model and becomes a prosecutor driven by the desire to apprehend Edwin's murderer. However, fate intervenes, and every step she takes seems to lead her to her father, Hubbard. Will she find it in her heart to forgive him for taking away her only source of happiness, or will she ensure that he pays the full price for his actions?