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Alternative Tittle: The Second Male Lead’s POV (in an Otome World) Starting a forbidden relationship with the duke’s daughter was the most reckless thing Lucian had ever done in his life. Up until now, his only risks were hunting rare saplings from dangerous places. Now, he was breaking the nobles’ rules. And it backfired, horribly. Not once, not twice, not thrice but multiple times. He almost died once, lost a few friends, fled his homeland, and then almost died again, but here he was, not really learning. "So dumb," the devil voice in his head whispered in disdain, "How more idiotic can you get?" "As far as idiocy goes deep," Lucian answered, accepting the new path of his life, "And it goes deep. And wide." Goal: get wealthy and powerful enough to afford more idiocy Current arsenal: blood, sweat, tears, and pure wits Start point: gardener End point: unknown TAGS: #twistedMC #manipulativeMC #YANDERExYANDERE #NO-NTR #loyalMC #loyalFL #insaneFL #evilFL #forbidden-love #you-can't-f‎ix-her-FL #lovers-to-enemies-to-??? #nobility #fantasy #pirates #secret-organization-building #territorymanagement #obsessive-love #comedy #conspiracy #businessman #moneymaking #mystery #Adult #Mature #extra Trigger warnings: LOADS OF ROMANCE, toxic love, explicit content, the villain tag refers to the MC (he won't start as a villain though),

Beneath the gilded glow of an Ethos sunset, Leon—once Leonard Ventura, a burnt-out Earth coder—sits motionless by a forest stream, his small body a prison for an adult soul. Reborn as a four-year-old orphan in Acorn Village, a humble settlement clinging to the edge of the Whispering Forest, he hides his clarity behind a veil of vacant stares. For weeks, he has pretended to be the "broken" child the villagers pity, silently absorbing every thread of this medieval world: the feudal chains of the Aurestia Empire, the scarcity of metal and magic, and the quiet fear in his adoptive mother Erika’s eyes—fear that her son will never truly awaken. But Leon is awake. And he is adapting. His former life’s greatest tools—programming logic, engineering ingenuity, a knack for pattern-solving—are not obsolete here. They are his secret weapon. In a world where survival depends on balance between land and forest, light and shadow, his Earth-born rationality becomes a bridge to Ethos’s hidden magic. When he crosses paths with Eldrin, a reclusive herbal mage fleeing the tyrannical Holy Light Church, Leon discovers his mind can decode runic systems like code, refine elemental salts like chemicals, and turn simple tools into instruments of survival. Yet peace is fragile. Acorn Village lies in Greyrock Territory, where Count Valerius monopolizes the sacred Salt Lake—source of both sustenance and magical stabilization—while the Church hunts "heretical" magic users like Eldrin. When shadow-tainted beasts from the Transverse Mountains’ sealed rift begin terrorizing the village, Leon’s charade collapses. Forced to reveal his brilliance to protect Erika and his new home, he becomes a target: the Church brands him a threat to their dogma, the Count sees him as a challenge to his power, and ancient forces stir, sensing a balance-shifter in their midst. To survive, Leon must forge unlikely alliances—with a skeptical Moonshade elf from the Whispering Forest, a gruff dwarf blacksmith guarding star-silver ore, and followers of the Nightveil Sect, unjustly accused of unleashing the shadow corruption. Together, they must unravel the Church’s lie: the Shadow Rift was not opened by heretics, but by the Church itself, in a greedy bid to monopolize light magic. Leon’s journey is one of reinvention. He must merge Earth’s logic with Ethos’s elemental laws to craft a new kind of magic—one that heals, unites, and restores balance. From a silent observer to a leader, from a stranger in a child’s body to the Balancekeeper Ethos needs, he will learn that power lies not in domination, but in harmony. In a world where gods play with fates and empires crumble over greed, Leon’s greatest magic is not spells or swords—it’s the courage to rewrite the rules. Will he bridge two worlds to save Ethos… or will the weight of his past and the chaos of his present consume him? *Balancekeeper of Ethos* weaves gritty survival, heartfelt family bonds, and epic fantasy into a tale where a coder’s wit outshines sorcery—and the unlikeliest hero becomes the world’s last hope.

A flame can be extinguished, but one can only hide from light. He grew up in a lightless world, alone, only an empty voice calling his name from the dark, close enough to hear, distant enough to lose. Then one day, light broke through, vanquishing the pain. Since then, he has lived with a single purpose: to pursue that light... and feed it. Living in despair, a Manifestation was thrust onto him. Finally, he broke free. He should've died. He should've never escaped. He should've been stopped.

Shree Yan was the embodiment of evil. Cruel, calculating, and utterly ruthless, he carved his name into history through blood and fear. He did not hide behind righteousness, nor did he pretend to be just. To him, morality was a lie created by the strong to chain the weak. In the end, the so-called righteous path united and eradicated him, celebrating his death as the triumph of justice. But the world of Rana is not so simple. A soul from Earth awakens in Shree Yan’s body, reborn in his earlier years, before the legend of terror was forged. Armed with knowledge of modern morality and the future that awaits, he must survive in a world divided into five continents, each governed by a different civilization, belief system, and power structure. In Rana, power defines truth. Justice changes with borders. And righteousness often wears the mask of hypocrisy. As the reincarnated Shree Yan walks paths already stained with destiny, he is forced to confront questions no hero ever asks: Is evil born, or created? Can a man rewrite fate when the world demands cruelty? And if survival requires becoming a monster, is refusing to do so truly moral? This is not a story of redemption. It is the story of understanding why villains exist.

Kai woke up in the Naruto world, but he wasn't a hero. He was just a regular Uchiha, stuck in the middle of a huge war. The Fourth Hokage was about to arrive, and things were getting dangerous. Suddenly, a voice boomed in his head, "Ding! One-Click Max Level System activated!" Kai was confused, but then he realized he could learn any jutsu he wanted, instantly! "Great Fireball Technique? Done! Max level!" He blasted a giant fireball with ease. "Shadow Clones? Done! Max level!" He was surrounded by dozens of his own copies. "Sharingan? Done! Max level!" He could see everything in slow motion, and his eyes glowed with power. "Sage Mode? Only one in ten thousand can learn it? Done! Max level!" Kai was unstoppable. He could learn any jutsu, no matter how difficult. The war was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

"If you want to kill me, you’ll have to survive me first." On one side, we have Cilian Vane. He is an Alpha to the core, and not just an Alpha. He is a fox-eyed bastard who plays chess with people's lives with a smile. And then on the other side, we have Ren Pierce. He is an Omega slave from a fallen mafia family, and now he has one goal: to live long enough to drive a knife through Cillian’s heart. One wants to tease his captive to death. The other wants to strangle his 'master' to death. In this violent relationship between a lethal Alpha and a defiant Omega, the air is thick with pheromones and hatred. In a house where every 'kind' gesture is a trap, only one will come out on top. What will prevail? Is it love, or hate?

I know the plot. So why do I have to stream? Fitz stares at his smartphone. A chat box floats on the screen. [Hey, brat. I’ll give you 100 gold coins if you kill the main character.] [Don’t listen to that maniac. I’ll give you 110 if you make the protagonist fall in love with you.] [Both of you are idiots. I’ll give you 200 gold coins if you slap the protagonist and say, ‘You can’t even see Mount Tai.’] Fitz rubs his face. “Why couldn’t I reincarnate with a golden cheat system? Why do I have to deal with this annoying chat?” The problem isn’t survival. He knows the story. He knows every major event. The problem is temptation. How is he supposed to stay on track when the chat keeps throwing gold coins at him for ruining the plot?

Garrett Cole was never a good person—just a functional one. He learned early that society had rules, and following them was easier than explaining why he didn't feel what everyone else seemed to feel. People were puzzles. Relationships were transactions. Engineering was perfect because systems made sense where humans didn't. He spent fifteen years in war zones rebuilding infrastructure, not because he cared about the people he helped, but because broken systems were interesting puzzles. He had colleagues, not friends. Professional respect, not affection. A reputation for cold competence that served him in boardrooms and failed him everywhere else. He died at thirty-four saving eleven workers from a building collapse in Turkey. Not heroism—spite. Someone had corrupted his work, substituted substandard materials, turned his design into a deathtrap. The insult overrode his survival instincts. He went back for one more person because stopping felt like losing. The ceiling came down. His last thought was fury at himself for breaking his own rules. He died angry. He woke up the same way. Garrett didn't land in a random corpse. He woke inside Kael Ashford—Thornveld spy, traitor, and mass murderer. Ashford had been ritually executed by the Ascendancy, but before death, he'd made a deal. His body was promised to a fire entity older than the church, payment for services rendered. Now Garrett is squatting in contested property. The entity wants its vessel back. Ashford's enemies want revenge on a face they recognize. Ashford's handlers want their asset returned. And the body itself carries abilities that haven't yet awakened.

Marcus Webb wakes up in a dusty Nevada motel with a cold realization: he’s no longer in his own world, and he’s no longer human. Bitten by a Skinwalker and left to rot, he survived only because an ancient metaphysical construct—the Monster King System—chose him as its host. In a world where Sam and Dean Winchester are currently hunting anything that bumps in the night, Marcus has a different goal. He knows the Apocalypse is coming in exactly one thousand days. To survive the literal end of the world, he must use his system to unite the warring monster species into a single coalition. He isn't just hunting to feed; he’s building a kingdom of monsters strong enough to stand against both Heaven and Hell. The System: Monster King Dominion & Unity Index: The core of the system. It tracks Marcus's authority over other supernatural beings. By defeating or saving monsters, he earns "Dominion," allowing him to issue absolute commands and track the "Unity Index"—a measure of how well his multi-species coalition is working together. Predator Essence (Evolution): Instead of standard XP, Marcus harvests "Predator Essence" from fallen foes. This resource is spent to evolve his physical form, allowing him to combine the traits of different monsters—like the speed of a Vampire with the shapeshifting of a Skinwalker. Hunter Threat Level (HTL): A specialized radar that monitors the proximity of threats. It specifically tracks the "Winchester Intervention" risk, turning Crimson if Sam or Dean get too close to uncovering his operation. The Corruption Index (CI): A dangerous drawback. The more Marcus uses his "monstrous" powers, the higher his CI rises. If it hits 100%, the System takes full control, erasing his human memories and turning him into a mindless, primordial beast.

The world of Altera Earth was meant to be a world rebuilt by gods, Fluxers, Humans and Empires that survived three world wars. But under its power and empires lies a silent truth. A player of a famous otome gacha game, Masquerade of Dreams: Shattered, transmigrates into the body of Phasnovterich Vecria Argemenes, known to most as Phaser. He awakens on Altera Earth on Valentine’s Day together with hundreds of thousands of other players now known as Outers. As a famous hidden character and one who dies in the later stages of the game, Phaser learns to get stronger for the sake of saving his life. With no hope of getting back home, he must adapt to the harsh world of Altera Earth together with other Outers forever. When dreams become worlds and the masquerade falls, who’s left to play the hero?

Natsuki was born just like everyone else in our world, no magic abilities or skills but he was born into a world that isn't like any regular world. Feeling like trash his whole life he strived to learn hand to hand combat and how to use weapons to keep up but it's hard to keep up when the people around you can shoot fire out of their hands now isn't it. But one fateful or cursed day he comes up on something that changes his life forever giving him endless potential as long as he meets one condition and he needs that condition to live anyway so it's no biggy right. Wrong!! Because of this his entire life is rewritten having to face challenges no man woulf want to making decision that will change the whole fabric of his being and state of mind completely and painfully. Natsuki Ozbane becomes the most wanted person in the Haven's wanted by even it's creator but with hardship also comes joy. Accompanied by those he loves he moves around searching for what his purpose may be. Following fragments of the past and regaining memories Natsuki finally finds his goal and now using it he purges world. Will the Haven's Blasphemer's rule last? let's find out!!

A sweeping military sci-fi fantasy saga set on the solar-system-sized planet Deccounia. Tenrihines stands as the heart of the Galactic Empire, the last shield against the demons that once bled the galaxy dry. It has been twenty years since the Third Great War, a conflict so devastating that its final battlefield remains untouched, a wound carved into the planet itself. The Empire is young and fragile, founded less than a century ago by the First Great, Musana, to unite the worlds against the underworld’s ancient horrors. Its greatest defenders are the warriors of the Special Task Force, Kia-powered soldiers whose strength, speed, and will have carried entire civilizations through the Great Wars. Within the STF rise legends whose names shape history: Morgot the Lion General, undefeated in battle. Optimus, the steadfast commander who returned to war despite his wounds. Ian, the empire’s ruthless strategist forged in the shadows of the Underground. Blade, the lightning-fast warrior whose precision splits mountains. For two decades, peace has endured. But peace never lasts. Portals begin to stir. Whispers of a forgotten evil spread across the planets. And the darkness defeated in the Third Great War… begins to rise again. This is the story of the warriors who will face it. The Greats who will be forged. And the war that will decide the fate of Deccounia.

Gate Vladimir has a unique ability: The Fantasy Gene. Fueled by mysterious energy, he can transform into iconic characters from various fictional works, such as Bleach's Sosuke Aizen, the Lich King, Madara Uchiha, Artoria Pendragon, Archangel, Ainz Ooal Gown, and Deathwing. This power allows him to become the ultimate one-man pirate crew, that even Whitebeard declares, "This era is called 'Gate'!"

In the world of cultivation, where cultivating means defying heaven, follow the story of a queen who was betrayed by her husband and killed, only to be reborn to her past with the memories of the future and a system which, if she wants to live, requires her to bind her soul with her soulmate. Drawn together by the resonance of the system rather than force, two wounded souls begin to influence one another. Through cultivation, battle, and shared pain, they grow closer too sometimes by choice, sometimes by consequence. As she quietly rewrites the future and prepares her revenge, the bond deepens, revealing truths neither of them can escape. The closer they become, the more the system responds, blurring the line between independence and unity. I will be uploading one chapter until I am able to see a contract, but if I end up not seeing one, I will just continue the chapters. I don’t really know. Also, the story will start very slowly because of the pacing and character introductions, to really understand the story and how everything will fit together for the arcs. So this first arc will be very slow in pacing so bear with me and let me cook. You will enjoy the first arc. Note: I will also give a brief introduction to my main characters after I have introduced them in the story.

Reborn...The first world is Hunter x Hunter.What Oboro didn't expect was that the first character he encountered was the one with various famous names like madman, fruit farmer... Hisoka! Fortunately, he has an AI system as his intelligent artificial assistant. Oboro says: "No matter who it is, as an omniscient transmigrator, I will show you what it's like to develop Nen to the extreme...

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

A god stole his soul, erased his past, and called it love. Now reborn as Evernight, he must survive a world of angels and devils while deciding whether to obey his creator… or destroy the gods themselves.

Mumin suffers from deep psychological struggles, haunted by nightmares and overthinking, yet he hides a secret that refuses to leave him. Born from a traumatic childhood incident, a dark personality emerges—Musa, his opposite, mysterious and dangerous. Both share a common desire: to live peacefully with the one they love. But Musa’s past, intertwined with global politics, corruption, and power, drags them into a deadly game, where failure could plunge the world into oppression, tyranny, and bloodshed. And with it comes a thirst for revenge.

Who will win? Immortal Cultivator, or God of Magic? An evil Archmage has crossed into a world of cultivation to seek the answer. The immortals must find him first or face annihilation, but should he be caught, damnation awaits. The last mage standing in a dead universe, he had already done the impossible, slain every divine being that dared call itself eternal. With nothing left to conquer and no one left to fight, he turned his gaze beyond the grave of his world and crossed the infinite void between realities. What he found was not a new beginning. It was a challenge. An ancient cultivation world teeming with immortals, god-realm cultivators, and beings so powerful they had outlived entire civilizations. He arrived with one question for every immortal, every patriarch, every so-called undying existence daring enough to meet his eyes. "Courting death?!" [What to Expect] -Absolutely EVIL, menace to society, with no morality expect his own code. -REAL YANDEREs, that will kill each other to keep MC for themselves. -Complex schemes, politics, and relationships -Progression from OP to super OP, no depower nonsense NO YURI. NO NTR. (The MC is the one stealing other men’s women.)

What... what... so am I overpowered from the start, like those isekai protagonists?" he mutters, a smirk tugging at his lips as the absurdity of the situation hits him. For a moment, he feels it—the urge, that ridiculous, cliché moment where he should lower his head, place a hand over his face, and let out that slow, ominous chuckle. The kind that echoes with menace. The kind the overpowered protagonists always do when they realize their strength. "Mwahaha, I am gonna be unstoppable!" Mwahaha... He stops midway, sighs, and mutters, "Wait... this is way too cringe." His fingers twitch. He takes a breath. ...Then, he scoffs. "Tch." He clicks his tongue, shaking his head. "Yeah, that really won't suit me." Then he grins. Not the exaggerated, theatrical grin of a villain, but something darker, sharper—one that could freeze the blood in your veins. A grin that promises something no one wants to see. He exhales slowly, and a laugh slips from him—low, guttural, and dripping with malice. It doesn't explode. It doesn't need to. It slides into the air, filling every inch of the room with a quiet, suffocating certainty. "Ah... haha... heh." He wasn't just Vael Seraphis. He realized he was something beyond the limits of this reality. And he intended to make full use of it. In this unknown world, he would do what he had always done-study, adapt, and take control. But first, he had to play his role. The Elias Varn he once used to be now is dead. Vael Seraphis had been born anew. And this was only the beginning.