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Born Sacred

Noah Blackwell never got a second chance. He was attacked the moment his story began, targeted in an assassination attempt by a man who claimed to have been reborn from the future. The reason was simple… and terrifying. In that future, Noah would become the Final Devil, a being whose hands were soaked in blood, a godlike existence that would end the world. Noah found the accusation ridiculous. He was ordinary. He avoided trouble. He had never taken a life, he hadn't even killed a chicken, Then the Supreme Will descended upon Blue Star. The world shattered overnight as humanity entered the Era of National Awakening. Every person awakened extraordinary abilities, and civilization was forced to evolve, or perish. When Noah awakened, death itself rejected him. EX-Rank Talent : Born Sacred. No method could permanently kill him. Upon death, he could resurrect instantly, or return safely elsewhere. And as long as he breathed, his body, mind, and soul grew stronger... endlessly. Control. Perfection. Infinite growth. The power was absolute. What should have been a blessing quickly became a curse. Reborn individuals hunted him. Organizations watched him in fear. Prophecies began to surface, each one pointing to Noah as the inevitable Future Devil. Noah didn't want domination. He didn't want destruction. He only wanted to live. But immortality attracts chaos. And when breathing alone makes one invincible, the line between god and devil grows dangerously thin. If the world insists on turning him into monster... What happens when Noah finally stops holding back?
InfiniteAbyss · 360.4k Views

Tales of A Rogue King: A Mob Prince's Guide to Live a Chill Life

"Your Father, Mother, Uncle... they are all dead. there's no one left to save you anymore." The God declared in a confident voice which had a hint of fear hidden in it "Even then, Are you still going to oppose Us, all on your own, Prince?" "Heh... indeed. They are all dead." The Prince scoffed "And you weren't exactly discreet with your plan." "What.." The Prince looked up at the 100+ figures in the sky, shaking his head "Regardless, You Already know my answer. So, let's just Get this over with." A Sword, made of pure chaotic energy manifested in his hand, "I've got a lady waiting for me." And Thus began the Devastating 1 Vs 100+ War between Gods. A war so destructive that it deserved the Name 'Ragnarok'-The War of End. -------------- I, Tyler Von Regulus Have a Hard life. Very Hard Life, in fact. I am The third prince of an entire Race, Not The First prince, not the Crown prince but the Third prince. I have an Overly Doting Mother. Not a Strict mother who will force me to study or practice sword or Magic or Force me to get stronger. And Last but not least, I am Neglected by my own Father, the King. Can you believe it?! Despite having the Finest living palace, Most delicious food, the best clothes, Tens of maids at my service and a Mother's love, I never received my Father's Love. I did not have any goals or ambition either. The life of an idle prince was just that ..Tiresome! That was Until everything changed on one not-so-special morning... I gained the foreign memories of a man from a different modern world called earth. He was A corporate slave on earth, named Nick. He had lost almost all the people he ever loved- His Aunt, Grandparents, Big brother, best friend and even his parents and was just living an empty life until one day, a Truck-kun put an end to him. From Nick's memories, I also realized that the world where I am living in, my world is actually an RPG game that Nick used to play. And I, myself am a character of that very game. Not the Hero, Not a Support role, Not even a cool Villain. I am just a Villainous mob. You know, the typical Bully guy! The type who bullies his weak classmates, and would normally be the First lucky guy to get his ass handed over by the Protagonist, within the starting 5 chapters of the story. Yeah, That would be Me. Nice to meet ya! The good news is that I don't die in the game Lore ...Maybe ? I'm not sure. Nick only played the first part of the Game and the rest? I have no memories. Which means, I don't even have the Classic cheat of every transmigrator, 'Futureproof Information'. So, Am i cooked ? Don't know? Maybe not. Since I still have Plenty of time left before the main story starts. So, I have Plenty of time left to Live, a Chill Life. So, like any typical smartass, I did the obvious! Exploring all my available options like Fleeing from the Royal palace and live a slow farming-life in the countryside or marrying myself off to a Rich lady and many other options, I have decided to be the king. Why? well, I mean.. Why not! I am a prince so why should i Not Strive for the goal of becoming a king ? And, Not to mention... [STATS WINDOW ACTIVATED!] It doesn't seem like a pipe dream.
Awriterbymind · 59.2k Views

GOT/ASOIAF: The Golden Hybrid Tyrant

A Tyrant Emperor who had reached 9th Star, Mage, and was the 9th Tier, Swordmaster, dies on his 2000th birthday and was placed in the soul of someone in Planetos. And he will give his everything for Axel 'Eryx' Baratheon, the younger twin brother of Joffrey, by a few minutes to live with some boons.  Story Note: he is the trueborn son of Robert, and Joffrey is the son of Jamie. I looked it up, and it will make sense its called heteropaternal superfecundation. And I will add to this if I think of something important to new reades if not, it will be at the end of chapters. Oh, and while I do use AI to make chapters long, it is not slop, and if there is, I will try to change it and add humanity into it, but just read chapter 1 and then make your decision, and if there is AI slop, leave a review and tell me what it is so I can change it Another note: I sometimes change something in the chapters, and I leave notes on what I have changed. For the update schedule, I will post a chapter when I make one, so if I do not post daily, then I did not create that day. Patron: https://[email protected]/FanFictioDragon231, replace @ with a. Discord: On the way :) Disclaimer: I do not own the original characters, world, or source material this fanfiction is based on. All rights belong to their respective creators. This story is written purely for fun and creative expression, with no intention of copyright infringement. Image is also AI Genarated.
FanFictioDragon231 · 94.1k Views

Multiversal Templates: Reborn in the Marvel Universe

Fredy lived an ordinary life—until the day he died. After a sudden accident ends his mundane existence, Fredy awakens in a completely different world… the world of Marvel. Reborn as a young man named Fredy Parker in Queens, New York, he soon discovers that his second life comes with an extraordinary gift: the **Multiversal Template System**. This mysterious system grants him the power to inherit abilities from legendary characters across countless universes. His first template is none other than the Shadow Monarch, **Sung Jin-Woo**, giving Fredy control over the power of shadows and the ability to command an ever-growing army of shadow soldiers. In a city already protected by heroes like Spider-Man and monitored by organizations such as S.H.I.E.L.D., Fredy chooses to operate from the darkness—hunting criminals, gathering shadows, and steadily increasing his power. But the Marvel Universe is far from simple. As Fredy grows stronger, powerful figures begin to notice him. Heroes grow suspicious of the mysterious shadow user appearing across New York’s crime scenes, while villains see him as either a threat… or a weapon worth capturing. Meanwhile, the system continues unlocking new templates from across the multiverse, granting Fredy abilities that defy the limits of this world. With enemies rising from the streets to cosmic battlefields, Fredy must decide what kind of force he will become. Hero. Villain. Or something far more dangerous. Because in a universe filled with gods, aliens, and superhumans, one new power has begun to rise from the shadows… And the entire multiverse will soon feel its presence.
Fredy1 · 47k Views

The Sinful Young Master

[Character videos and images-discord-https://discord.gg/wmcF4trFt2] Thomas had always been diligent, loyal, and quietly dependable — the kind of young man who put family before himself. Yet it was that very family who betrayed him. Their greed and ambition led to his death, ending his life on Earth with bitterness and unanswered questions. But death was not his end. He awakened in another world — a realm where gods were not distant myths but the most powerful beings in existence. Here, divinity was sustained by faith itself; the more believers a god had, the stronger that god became. Entire civilizations rose and fell based on devotion. Reborn as Jolthar, Thomas quickly discovered that fate had not granted him peace. The noble family he was born into was fractured, cold, and rife with internal conflict. Ambition, jealousy, and neglect defined his new household, echoing the betrayal of his previous life. Instead of love, he found rivalry; instead of support, suspicion. Yet Jolthar was not one to bend. Hard-headed, stubborn, and driven by a fierce will to rise above weakness, he refused to remain a victim — whether of family, society, or even the gods themselves. In a world where belief created divinity, he began to question the very system that sustained the heavens. Why worship… when one could ascend? His fate took a decisive turn when he received the blessing of Qalena, a powerful and enigmatic goddess whose motives remained unclear. Some said she saw potential in him. Others whispered she sought a champion — or perhaps something far more dangerous. With her blessing, Jolthar’s path became clear. He would carve his own legend. He would rise beyond mortal limitations. And one day, he would not merely pray to the gods. He would stand among them — or above them. [My Twitter id : https://x.com/jl_lucifer]
Luciferjl · 1.1m Views

Cyberpunk 2077: I Just Wanted a Quiet Life, Not a Legend

This city is fueled by broken spirits, shattered dreams, and the blood and sweat of the common people. In a world drowning in chrome and silicon, Jax has a different philosophy: he refuses to be just another cog in the machine. He doesn't believe that roses can bloom on circuit boards, and he certainly doesn't believe in trading his humanity for a piece of corporate hardware. In the year 2077, everyone is obsessed with the latest upgrades. But in this world, crosshairs don't just appear in your mind, and high-end prosthetics aren't installed without a heavy price. Fortunately for Jax, he has a "Gold Finger"—a unique edge that the corporate elites never saw coming. Jax never wanted to be a legend. He had no grand plans to change the world or do something "big." He just wanted to guard his own little piece of land and live a quiet, decent life. But in Night City, peace is a luxury the powerful won't let you keep. They pushed him. They cornered him. And now, they’re going to regret it. "So now—it’s time to show everyone who the real legend is!" "Adam Smasher? That’s a powerful prosthetic you’ve got there, but luckily for me, my body is far from basic. Come on, touch it! I’ll show you what a true athlete is made of!" As for Arasaka Tower? It’s going down. The only question left is what color the nuclear explosion should be. "Oh, how about pink?" in case you want to support me (special benefits) p4treon.com/ThePlotHoleRefuge (+extra Chapters)
ThePlotHoleRefuge · 358.3k Views