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Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

I died as a hardcore gamer, only to open my eyes in a cultivation fantasy I once played. Not as the hero. Not even as a helpful mentor. or a big villian... But as the cannon fodder destined to die before the first act even concludes. I recognize this world instantly, the sprawling mansions of nobility, the immortal sects hidden in misty mountains, the power hierarchy where cultivators stand above common folk. I've played through this story dozens of times, defeated every hidden boss, unlocked every secret ending. And now I'm trapped inside it, wearing the skin of the game's first villain. My position? The worthless young master of a prestigious family, universally despised yet secretly possessing a dormant bloodline that nobody in-game ever discovered because this character dies too quickly. But something is wrong. Characters are behaving differently than they did in the game. Events are unfolding in unexpected ways. The cold beauty who should immediately despise me seems strangely interested in my skills. The vixen villianess who orchestrated my demise now studies me with curiosity. Is my presence changing the storyline? Or was there always more to this world than what players could see through their screens? With each deviation from the script I memorized, my meta-knowledge becomes less reliable. Yet it remains my greatest weapon as I navigate political intrigue, forge unlikely alliances, and desperately work to awaken powers that were never meant to be unlocked by a character designed only to die. I refuse to be expendable. I reject the role assigned to me. In a world where destiny is supposedly predetermined, I will rewrite the algorithm itself, or break the entire system trying. ---------- All names, places, and deities are fictional and not linked to any real religion or culture.
haytham_ · 1.4m Views

Terror Of The Forgotten God: Villain Harem In The Apocalypse

In the year 2270, a calamity so appalling stuck Earth. The transformation of the planet alone claimed countless lives but it did end there. When humans thought the end had passed, The Veiled World emerged with its Eight Nether Doctrines. Doctrines of deities who had sentenced entire earth to transmigrate into the Void realm. Arthur Reed an egoistic highschool student becomes a victim of this supernatural predicament, when his entire family loses their lives. Ushered into the apocalypse with nothing but pain, he is tested of his remaining mortality. By accident he is granted a unique potential, one strong enough to lead him to the top, and that is where Arthur is headed. However His growth is not straightforward. It is dangerous, chaotic, and monitored. He conquers lots of beautiful and powerful women as he rises, especially when intimacy becomes both refuge and leverage in a world that offers neither mercy nor safety. Watch as he rises through tribulations, trials and cosmic threats, using malevolent acts to dictate his very fate. By the time Arthur understands the dark version of himself he created, it may already be too late. Creating the ultimate ability which may require him to dismantle everything he believes he understands. Would he rise to defy the eight deities or would he fall due to a harrowing threat. #Villan #Overpowered #R18+ #Harem #Romance #Worldbuilding #Apocalypse #Extreme Action #Cosmic Horror #Undead
PrimalSovereign · 8.4k Views

Sovereign Of The Void

"Most heroes save the world. I’m just trying to survive and be done with it." ~ Silas Vane Silas Vane was an adventurer with an S-rank face, an F-rank bank account, and a talent for getting into trouble. All he wanted was enough gold to pay his rent and maybe buy a sword that wasn’t rusted shut. Instead, he found the Codex of the Void. In a world where Classes determine destiny, Silas unlocks something that shouldn't exist—a Unique Class that terrifies the gods and excites the devils. [Class Acquired: Void Sovereign] [Description: You are not a mage. You are the hole in the world. The Void does not serve you; it respects you.] Now, Silas can walk through walls, store mountains in his pocket, and eat shadows for breakfast. But power comes with a price. The Void is always hungry, and if Silas doesn’t learn to control the darkness inside him, it will consume everything he loves—starting with his good looks. Armed with a sharp tongue, a mysterious power, and a refusal to take anything seriously, Silas must navigate a world of jealous nobles, ancient conspiracies, and dungeon monsters who just won't let him nap. He didn't ask to be a Sovereign. He didn't ask to be the scariest thing in the room. But he is going to look damn good doing it. What to expect: A handsome, witty MC who trolls his enemies before deleting them. A unique progression system based on "Consumption" and Void magic. Epic world-building that expands from paying rent to challenging gods. Zero-to-Hero progression with a side of chaos. The Void is waiting. And it’s hungry.
AJcrescent · 661 Views

Keeping a secret from my Alpha mate

Kiara Kingsley had learned how to disappear. Exile taught her that—how to keep her head down, bury claws beneath skin, how to pass as human, how to raise a child in a world that would never understand what he truly was. For years, she believed she had succeeded. The past stayed silent. The pack stayed away. And her little Mat grew, blissfully unaware of the blood humming in his veins. Until the night he vanished. The hamlet spiraled into panic - questions,sirens,fear. But Kiara felt none of it. The air carried their scent.She knew exactly who had taken her little Mat. And she knew what it would cost to get him back. Returning meant facing Caspian Silverheart—her Alpha mate, the one man she never learned how to hate. The same man who had stood frozen and shattered as his father pronounced her banishment, sealing her fate before their entire pack. Kiara never blamed Caspian. Some sins were too heavy to share, and she had carried hers alone. To bring Mat back, Kiara knew she must return beyond the veil and face the one truth she had spent years avoiding. Some betrayals were written into fate long before love ever had a choice. Crossing the veil, Kiara expected judgment, hatred, and the ghosts of everything she had destroyed. What she did not expect was a world she no longer recognized. The pack she left behind had been reshaped. Power had shifted. Familiar laws felt dangerously flexible. And the silence surrounding her little boy’s disappearance was far too deliberate to be accidental. As old bonds resurfaced and buried truths began to stir, Kiara realized her exile may never have been about punishment. It may have been about erasure. And the laws governing blood, lineage, and power now circled dangerously close to Mat as well. Because Mat was not just her little boy. He was a convergence…of bloodlines, of broken oaths, of a future the pack was never meant to unlock. Now that she had returned, the lies holding their worlds together were beginning to fracture.
AFrost · 3.8k Views

Reborn as a Fallen God in a World Ruled by Light

The gods rule from the sky. From radiant thrones above the capital, the Pantheon governs kingdoms, crowns emperors, and decides who lives and who burns. Their power is sustained by faith. Their authority is law. Their immortality is unquestioned. Riven Ashmore once stood among them. He was the Lesser God of Shadow and Forgotten Truths — a quiet deity who ruled over what light could not erase. Secrets. Buried history. The hidden fractures beneath divine order. And he discovered the truth. The gods were never eternal. They were once human. And their divinity was stolen through a forbidden ritual that chained something ancient beneath the world. For daring to speak it, Riven was condemned and executed before heaven and earth — erased in golden chains as the Pantheon declared him a traitor. But death did not accept him. Reborn as a powerless human in the slums of the very capital that witnessed his fall, Riven awakens with only a fractured remnant of his former authority: Shadow. Not mere darkness. But the truth that exists because light does. Now hunted by divine knights and watched by the gods who fear what he knows, Riven must rebuild from nothing — devouring broken fragments of fading divinity, cultivating faith in secret, and turning doubt into a weapon. As belief begins to fracture and heaven starts to rot from within, the Pantheon will learn what they tried to destroy: Even gods cast shadows. And shadows remember.
Tynx14 · 252 Views