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Demon Anomaly System

Blurb: He was once mindless trash. Vermin. An Imp. No name, no purpose. No future. He was supposed to die in the Maw like the rest. Mindless, crawling meat for something stronger to chew on. But something broke. A spark buried itself inside him... something ancient, older than Hell itself. Now he can see. He can think. He can Evolve. Hell doesn't know it yet, but the bottom just stood up. And he's hungry. Synopsis: The lowest demon in Hell. An imp without thought, spawned from filth, born for slaughter. Then he devoured a glitched system shard, something that shouldn’t exist in Hell. It gave him thought. It gave him power. It gave him the chance to evolve. Crawling through a realm of endless death and rot, he forced open a path to Earth. But in the year 2125, Earth isn’t what it once was. A hundred years ago, the Convergence shattered reality. Dimensions merged and the Dungeons fell. Civilization ended. Now, after a century of struggle, the Five Kings rule what's left, each carving out their own empires with overwhelming power. Like the Beast Taming King, who controls what was once Africa. His lands teem with monsters. Users flock to farm his dungeons, capturing beasts, gather rare materials...if they can survive, and don't forget to pay tribute. Or the Undead King, who holds what was once Europe and Russia in an iron grip. Endless legions of the dead serve him, his people loyal and fanatical. Behind an iron mask, he enforces absolute authority. A tyrant, loved by his people, living or dead. Everywhere, system users chase their own power. Shards grant anything from petty stats to world-shaking destinies. Everyone sees themselves as the hero, the protagonist of their own story. All of this is maintained and guided through the Network, a system-spanning infrastructure no human can escape. It ranks, registers, and controls. But not everywhere. Beyond the king's territories lie the Freelands, lawless zones they can’t or won’t hold. Here, gangs and corporations carve up ground while dimensional rifts swallow entire city blocks, wild dungeons drop without warning, and violence is the only law. He shouldn’t even exist in the Network. He’s not human. But his shard is corrupted...tainted. He slips through its firewalls, unregistered, unranked and free. Consuming the life and identity of Wohan Seo-jin, a system user and gang boss on the drowned coast of what was once Korea, he takes everything: his face, his memories, his men. Now he owns a foothold in the human world. And he plans to keep it. Survival isn’t enough. There is too much to want, too much to take for his own. System users, demons, dimensional races, even gods, he’ll push past every limit, evolve beyond every threat, and claim everything he desires...no matter the cost. #Litrpg #DarkFantasy #Grimdark #ProgressionFantasy #Post-apocalyptic
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Cultivation Status Assist System Novel: Ashes to Apex

When Earth shifted, the apocalypse started, all thanks to the System. Incursions tore through cities, dungeons rooted themselves in streets and mountains, beasts poured out of fresh rifts, alien races stepped through glowing thresholds—Earth changed, and everything came rushing in to take advantage. Elias had lost everyone he loved in his first life. Elias Harper went from goofy teenager to battle-hard veteran, climbing raid after raid until he stood at the cusp of greatness. He was set to join the apex cultivators of Earth even with his shitty bond. His enlightenment was top notch—he comprehended a true path: battle. Every fight, every close call, every shattered dungeon floor pushed that path deeper, sharper, more complete. Those in power saw what he carried and still refused to share with Elias, keeping their secrets and resources wrapped up tight. Then his lover turned on him, betrayal sliding in where affection used to sit, and he lost his life. A hundred years later, a random good deed from that first life triggered something buried deep. Elias found himself reborn because of a cursed ring that had taken up one of his equipment slots, a ring he had always thought useless yet could never remove. At seven years old he sat in an orphanage in his new life, waiting for an uncle to come take him away. His dad had died, his mother had disappeared, and the System still loomed over everything. One thing drove him above all else now: Elias would seek apex again, and he would drag answers into the light—answers tied to his own life and answers about the greater universe beyond Earth.
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