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Lazy Salvation

“The boogeyman of Outer Gods, protector of Earth, humanity’s last stand—Miratheris’s son has returned.” I was drowning in sloth. The color of life had drained from my eyes, leaving only shades of grey. Doing anything felt like punishment. Looking for a job? A laughable idea. I did everything I could to stay disconnected from reality. Gambling. Drinking. Even suicidal stunts. Anything to escape the numbness that clawed at my mind for even a second. But everything comes at a cost. I abandoned my family. Broke the heart of the only woman who ever loved me. And wasted every damn day like it didn’t matter. I became the kind of man society throws out with the trash. But life didn’t spare me. Not even when I hit rock bottom. Deceived, shackled, and sold into another world— I spent the rest of my days as a slave. Forced to fight monsters ripped straight out of myth. At the very end, all I could do… was wish. Just one more chance. One shot to make things right. … Born a prodigy, Ashen Hart moved through life like a golden boy. What others worked for, he mastered with ease. At first, it felt like a blessing. The validation, pride, and accomplishment felt sweet. But even honey spoils when you’re drowning in it. The more success he tasted, the more hollow it all became. And when a mysterious power awakened within him, letting him see moments into the future— The world lost all color. And then all meaning… Nothing could surprise him. Nothing could move him. He spiraled. Ashen threw it all away—ambition, love, purpose— and embraced the slow death of apathy. But fate wasn’t done with him. Kidnapped by a shadowy organization and forced into a hidden war, he learned a truth: he wasn’t special. He was fodder. Cannon meat to delay the inevitable. But somewhere, buried beneath sloth and cynicism, the genius stirred. The apathy rotted away. And Ashen Hart, the failure, became Ashen Hart, the wretched. The unkillable. From a discarded pawn to the final hope of mankind. And when it was over—when even the gods had fallen— he was left alone. At his dying breath, the Earth’s spirit, Miratheris, answered his plea. She rewound time, giving him one last shot. But not without a price. She kept his memories intact… and delayed their return just enough so his younger self could bear the weight. Ashen’s second life begins now— and the monsters, both within and beyond, are about to learn what regret truly feels like. ═══⟲══════⟲══════⟲═══ All chapters are unlocked.
Hushfire · 972.7k Views

Investing in My Crippled Wife: Every Return Makes Me Stronger

Soren Valmere was branded worthless after he failed to awaken three years in a row, becoming nothing more than a family embarrassment with no future. Ethea Morvain was the legendary Ice Empress, but a catastrophic Gate incident left her paralyzed, and her world turned upside down. By a strange twist of fate, these two forsaken souls were forced into an arranged marriage, only to be abandoned by the very families who had made the bargain. But fate had other plans. On the very night of their arranged wedding, Soren awakened a power unlike anything the world had ever seen: the Investment Authority. It rewarded every sacrifice, every risk, and every act of care. And Ethea, the woman the world had given up on, became the center of it all. Risk his life to save hers? Get Supreme Grade returns. Help her cultivate again? Gain an equal amount of experience immediately. Cook and feed her? Become the world’s most skilled chef. But the more Soren learns, the more he begins to realize their marriage wasn't just a simple arrangement. There are secrets buried beneath it, forces moving in the shadows, and truths neither of them were ever meant to uncover. Will he be strong enough to protect her when the real enemy finally shows itself? Will Ethea manage to recover her powers? And what price will he have to pay for the greatest investment of all? _______ _____ _ Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my first time writing in this genre, so please go easy on me. Furthermore, this is purely a work of imagination. Any similarities to real persons or events are coincidental. I'm here to have fun and, hopefully, entertain you along the way. If you enjoy the story, please add it to your library and throw some power stones and golden tickets my way. Comments and feedback are always welcome. Extra Tags: #ArrangedMarriage #ContractMarriage #HiddenPower #Awakening #IceEmpress #CrippledFemaleLead #MaleLeadGrowth #PowerCouple #SlowBurnRomance #HealingTogether #Investing #Cultivation #AbandonedByFamilies #FromZeroToHero #EmotionalInvestment
Peace_in_Chaos · 5.3m Views

Pregnant in the Apocalypse: Every Big Shot Wants to Be the Dad

Josie Quinn is reborn. Between her scumbag ex and upgrading her powers, she decisively ditches her romantic delusions and chooses to get close to others to become stronger! She had planned to fake her death, run away, and live a carefree life, but who knew that upon opening her eyes, she'd find herself "thoughtfully" locked in a future powerhouse's room by Alice Sullivan. In her past life, she was so scared she cowered in a corner. This life, she locks the door from the inside: "Thanks, I'll take this assist!" After Josie Quinn discovers that intimate contact with the powerful can accelerate the awakening of her abilities, she completely lets herself go, activating her "Apocalyptic Player" mode: A kiss from the gentlemanly scoundrel professor, and her powers shoot up! A hug from the deranged mercenary king, and her combat power soars! Even that mysterious, high-level psychic is teased by her until his ears turn red: "Josie Quinn... are you sure this is for upgrading?" Later— Landon Hughes awakens his past life's memories. Realizing he wrongly trusted another and caused the death of the woman he loved most, he kneels and begs for forgiveness with reddened eyes: "Cece, I was wrong, please give me one more chance..." Before Josie Quinn can even speak, several powerhouses behind her sneer in unison. Landon Hughes is sent flying with a kick. A certain mercenary leisurely wipes his hands: "Crematorium? I'll scatter your ashes for you." Later still, Alice Sullivan cries her eyes out: "Josie, I shouldn't have harmed you back then..." Josie Quinn hands her a script with a beaming smile: "Don't worry, I've arranged your center-stage zombie role for you~" #TheFakeDeath, TheRealThrillIs #AQuickCuddleIsNice, ButConstantCuddlesAreNicer #CremateTheEx? RememberToSortTheTrashAfterward.
Fei Mu · 383.7k Views