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The Kingmaker System

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.
AnimeVerseGirl · 452.7k Views

Remarrying My Ex-Wife

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”
Angelica2511 · 54.7k Views

The 80’s Coffee Queen: Reborn as a Young Widow

They buried her husband on a cold morning— and the village smiled like it was finally free of her. Rashi Leonita was only a young widow, yet people looked at her like she was a curse. An outsider. A woman who should stay quiet, stay small, and disappear. In her first life, Rashi had already learned what it meant to lose everything. She worked until her bones ached, trusted the wrong people, and died with nothing but regret. So when she opened her eyes again… and found herself back in 1984, wearing the black clothes of mourning, standing in a village that hated her— Rashi didn’t cry. She didn’t beg. She made a promise instead. This time, she would survive. This time, she would win. The only thing she has left is a broken old house, a tiny morning stall, and a coffee farm on the hill— a farm everyone suddenly wants to take from her. Her late husband’s family calls it “their property.” The village council calls her “a problem.” The market bullies call her “easy prey.” But Rashi knows something they don’t. Coffee isn’t just a crop. It’s power. She starts with nothing but her hands— roasting beans over a small fire, serving coffee at sunrise, and selling her signature crispy bala-bala that everyone secretly loves but refuses to admit. The village tries to shame her. They whisper that a widow has no right to dream. Yet every morning, her stall grows busier. And then he arrives. Greg Veralta. A cold, sharp-eyed café owner from the city, famous for turning failing businesses into gold. He comes to the village for one reason: to find a coffee bean rare enough to save his empire. But the moment he tastes Rashi’s coffee… he stops thinking like a businessman. He starts thinking like a man who has found something he refuses to lose. Greg offers her a deal. A contract. A way into the city. Rashi refuses at first. She has been owned before—by poverty, by grief, by other people’s cruelty. She won’t become anyone’s “project.” But as the village turns more vicious and the farm’s ownership papers begin to unravel, Rashi realizes the truth: Someone doesn’t just want her land. Someone wants her gone. And the deeper she digs into her husband’s death, the darker the secrets become— because it wasn’t an accident. It was a warning. Now Rashi must fight her way from a small village stall to the ruthless city market, turning every insult into fuel, every rumor into profit, and every cup of coffee into a step closer to her throne. But the greatest danger isn’t the enemies watching her fall… It’s Greg Veralta— the man who looks at her like she’s already his. Because if Rashi becomes the Coffee Queen of the 80’s, she won’t just gain an empire. She might lose her heart. And this time… she doesn’t know if she’ll survive that.
ChoiSylvesterJung · 1.1k Views

The Omega Knight and His Hidden Heir.

Ezra Belloren is a knight. The most faithful blade of the first prince, Helios De Luxaelian Sunthyr. Feared across the land, he is known as the Crimson Fae, a knight whose beauty is always stained with blood. No one questions his loyalty or his skill. But Ezra carries a secret he has sworn never to reveal. He is an omega. For twenty-four years, Ezra hid his second gender and lived content with his life as a knight. That secret alone was dangerous enough. Then, on an unexpected night, he found himself under the gaze of a gold-eyed prince, and everything changed. Five years later, Ezra returns from a long “vacation” after receiving urgent letters from Helios about the kingdom’s worsening state, calling his captain back to duty. He does not return alone. At his side is a child with golden eyes, the unmistakable mark of royal blood. Ezra will do whatever it takes to fulfill his duty as a knight, even if it means hiding the truth of his hidden heir from the very kingdom he swore to protect. ⊱༺༒︎༻⊰ “Maman… do I have a papa?” Lior asks, his eyes wide with innocent curiosity. Ezra almost frowns at the sudden question. He stops himself just in time. “Of course you do.” Lior’s grip tightens around his sleeve. “Where is he?” Ezra doesn’t answer right away. How could he? How could he explain that Lior’s father was someone he had already met, someone who walked the halls of the palace in gold and authority? Someone who could never be allowed to know he existed.
KazTheWriter · 30k Views

Ashes of Memory, Crown of Flames

"Your entire village burned because of you. Everyone you loved is dead—and it's all your fault." Seventeen-year-old Seraphina Ashborne wakes from the flames to find her hometown of Ember Hollow reduced to cinders, her family's bodies among the ash. The Empire's Inquisitors tell her it was an accident—a tragic fire caused by unstable magic. But Sera knows the truth: someone wanted her village erased from existence. Branded as the sole survivor and blamed by neighboring towns, Sera has lost everything—her home, her family, her innocence, and even her memories of that night. Desperate for answers and burning for revenge, she enters the deadly underworld of the Memory Market, where memories are currency and truth is the most expensive commodity. There she encounters the enigmatic Lord Lucian Gravemire—a handsome gentleman with silver eyes and a reputation for cruelty. He offers her a devil's bargain: he'll help her recover her stolen memories and find those responsible for the massacre, but in return, she must become his weapon in a dangerous game against the Empire itself. As Sera embarks on her quest for vengeance, she gathers an unlikely crew: Vesper, a phantom thief who collects memories and hides a heartbreaking secret; Captain Ironheart, a loyal tin soldier knight cursed to feel nothing; and others scarred by the Empire's ruthlessness. Together, they uncover a conspiracy that reaches the highest levels of power—one that connects directly to Sera's forgotten past. But as Sera grows stronger and her fire magic awakens with terrifying intensity, she discovers she wasn't just a survivor of the Ember Hollow massacre—she was the target. And the reason why will change everything she thought she knew about herself, her family, and the man who saved her from the flames. One thing is certain: the girl who rose from the ashes is no longer a victim. She's become a storm of fire and fury—and the Empire will burn.
pabloguza · 6.3k Views