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In the mud-covered lower floors of the Tower, the tribal Goblins speak of a shadow. In the castles of brick and stone they call him the Demon King, a primal force that turned their ancestors’ history into a bloodbath. As the floors rise, the stone turns to concrete and the spears turn to rifles, random chants into elegant spell, but the fear remains. To the "civilized" Goblin elite living in the glass skyscrapers of the 90th floor, he is a myth—a dark bedtime story told to remind them of where they came from. Voro Vane isn't a myth. He is a climber of the tower. And form his perspective They are the monsters.

Omalga is ruled by Gods, Angels, Saints, and history written by the victorious. Then there is the Imp. A nameless killer whose existence threatens divinity itself, the Imp leaves ruin in his wake. Not because he wants to rule, but because the world refuses to let him exist quietly. As Gods manoeuvre for control, Saints hunt for redemption, and mortals chase ascension at any cost, the line between justice and atrocity collapses. Memories are altered. History fractures. Even death begins to lose meaning. This is not a story about heroes. It is a story about what happens when monsters refuse to stay buried. (Told through multiple perspectives, No Heaven for Monsters is a grimdark fantasy about power, faith, identity, and the lies that hold reality together.)

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Beneath the cold, surgical blades of light in the 'God Hands' Gallery, the raw arrogance of Rich City fused with the menacing bass hum, forming a colossal, ticking machine primed to consume any sign of failure. Vera, agile and focused, found her progress critically halted, frozen by the unwavering integrity of a biometric smart-lock. Amidst the sterile marble and ice-glass, her gaze locked onto a pair of unnerving red retinas—the eyes of a man radiating pure, lethal discipline. He was an apex predator accustomed to killing with bare-handed efficiency, now frustratingly defeated by a momentary string of complex code. When a localized frequency jammer suddenly activated, caging them both in dangerous isolation, the two hindered professionals instantly recognized the stark truth: collaboration was their only path to survival. One desperately required a perfect physical diversion; the other, an impossible digital breach. Their entire, high-stakes negotiation was reduced to a secret code, silently exchanged under the intimate guise of a casual lean against a stiff shoulder. The final, sharp question hung heavy in the air: Who would ultimately prevail, and what unspeakable price would they pay for a mere ten-second window of opportunity? — Inspired by LINE Let's Get Rich ©Netmarble — Trigger Warning:Violence, Psychological Trauma, Lethal Action

Daniel Smith lived an ordinary life filled with empty confidence and borrowed dreams. He called himself positive. Energetic. Ambitious. None of it was true. With no clear goal, no passion, and nothing that truly excited him, Daniel drifted through life—until a sudden accident ended it. When he opened his eyes again, it wasn’t in a hospital. Reborn into a different world and given a second chance at life, Daniel finds himself starting over—this time from the very beginning. No destiny calling his name. No heroic prophecy. No demon king waiting to be slain. Just a quiet world… and a chance he never had before. Unlike the protagonists he once mocked in novels, Daniel doesn’t seek glory or power. He seeks purpose. Meaning. A reason to live without lying to himself. But in a world where strength decides fate, remaining ordinary is not an option. As he grows, observes, and slowly adapts, the boy who was once a nobody begins walking a path of his own—one shaped not by ambition, but by choice. This is not the story of a chosen hero. It is the story of a nobody who gets a second chance.

Silas Gray was never meant to enter the parallel world. After falling into a hidden reflection of reality, he is taken in by a man hiding among ordinary people—his guardian, Elias—and sent to WTRS Academy, where the Watchers train individuals with abnormal potential. Ranked last and placed in Null, the weakest division, Silas is mocked as a failure. But Null isn’t weak. It’s unfinished. As rival houses rise and shadows move, Silas becomes a variable the Watchers can’t control—and a threat even they fear. Every choice is observed. Every secret has a direction.

***WARNING!!!! 21+ AREA ONLY! BE WISE TO CHOOSE WHAT YOU READ!*** Calian Larvin is the youngest son of the Duke Larvin family, the strongest noble house that highly values power throughout the entire Empire. At the age of twelve, during the talent confirmation ritual at the Great Temple, Calian is declared to have no abilities or to be 'worthless'. However, amidst this verdict, Calian sees a truth unknown to others: he possesses a mysterious power called "Time Loop." Deemed a disgrace and a burden, Calian is immediately banished to the secluded West Pavilion by his father. He lived in the west pavilion with renewed determination, because his mother had given him the freedom to develop his blessing to become strong again. No one in his family knew about Calian's [Time Loop] power. It is there that fate leads him to meet a severely injured beastfolk. Calian nurses him back to health and that beastfolk name is Wolvin. They live together in the isolation of the West Pavilion, sharing the silence and gradually growing close until the seeds of love blossom between them. Life takes a monumental turn when Calian not only realizes that Wolvin is a True Assassin, one of the strongest classes in existence. Following a heartfelt proposal, Calian and Wolvin marry, forming an unexpected bond. The surprises, however, don't stop there, as Calian must confront the reality that his spouse, the formidable True Assassin, turns out to be SUPER HYPER! Fully equipped with his newfound mastery over time, Calian decides to leave the empty luxury behind. Together with Wolvin, Calian abandons the West Pavilion and chooses the path of an adventurer, commencing a journey to reshape his own fate and challenge the world alongside his powerful and slightly troublesome, True Assassin. However, their work as adventurers is merely a cover to hide their real job: hired assassins. And then... Please read it yourself... v^.^v

Sihle a south African lady recently moved to soweto in order to find her parents that left her with her grandparents when she was young due to her transformation to this creature and is looking for answers on how come she is not fully human and if she is the only one who is like this.

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.

"What are you willing to do to achieve something? How serious are you about achieving your goals?" This was the question that Loki and the other people who came to the Four Directions sect to earn their freedom were asked on their first day in the sect. For Loki, this question was easy for him to answer because he was reborn as a slave in this world and had already defied the will of his slave master in order to join the Four Directions sect. He had braved danger and suffering to reach the Four Directions sect. So he knew what it meant to be desperate and was willing to do whatever was required of him to achieve his goal. In the world of the blessed heaven realm, there is no such thing as human rights, and freedom is a luxury that very few people have. It is said that everyone is a slave to someone. The only difference is how strong their master is. So he, just like everyone else, is under the control of someone above them. But he doesn't want to remain a slave forever. He aspires to greatness, immortality, and freedom. He wants to acquire enough power to gain control of his fate. He also wants to rise to the top of the world and be the one to control others. He even wants to gain power and control over death. In order to achieve this, he is willing to do anything. This is his answer to the question of what he is willing to do to achieve his goals. His answer to this question was why he awakened the Fenrir metac. This is a metac that can help him achieve his goals by granting him the ability to find prey, hunt prey, and devour them to strengthen himself. With the Fenrir metac, he will transform from a prey into a predator. He will even have the chance to rise to the top of the food chain and become the strongest predator. That is to be his purpose in life, and with great luck and perseverance, he might achieve it. Golden Tickets/Power Stones: Bonus Chapters 1. 100/1,000: 1 Bonus Chapters. 2. 200/2,000: 2 Bonus Chapters. 3. 500/3,000: 4 Bonus Chapters. 4. 1,000/4,000: 7 Bonus Chapters. 5. 2,000/5,000: 11 Bonus Chapters. There will also be bonus chapters for gifts too. Discord: https://discord.gg/wA7n2M23Aw

The Cultivation World of Firmament Heaven was everything Li Ling expected it to be — and far more cruel than his worst imagination. After transmigrating and being exiled from his clan for lacking talent, he quietly settles in one of the outer marketplaces of the righteous Qing Shan Sect, aiming to lie low until his potential can emerge. Li Ling lives by the law of survival through obscurity — slightly better than a hermit, never offending, always forbearing — until a random act of violence shatters his beliefs and triggers a Qi deviation. In that moment, the Infinite Slaughter System awakens, with a single, brutal function: kill, gain Slaughter Points, invest in techniques and cultivation, and become endlessly stronger! And so Li Ling, casting aside the logic of low-key living, begins his rise — to become the most ruthless, most heartless God of Slaughter Firmament Heaven has ever known!

Sold like a piece of property to settle a debt, Ember expects to find a monster at the end of her journey. Instead, she finds Evander—the Alpha of a broken pack, haunted by a curse that turns his very touch to ice and shadow. As the only one who can withstand his power, Ember must decide if she is his captive or the flame that will finally melt his frozen heart.

Life was normal. Chaotic, messy, fun. Until she met Hardin Briggs. Six feet two, with a face that made it impossible to look away. Piercing blue eyes that seemed to see through everything, perfect jawline, define nose, dark lashes that shouldn't belong to a guy, lips worth losing your mind over—and that faint, impossible smirk. For someone like Luna—wild, reckless, impulsive—he was too magnetic. Part of it was the mystery, the unreadable edge that kept her up all night. But it wasn’t just him she was drawn to. It was the danger. The closer she got, the more her life was in danger. And when she discovered the secret world he lived in—missions that could kill, enemies who didn’t forgive, contracts signed in blood, people watching from the shadows, and a life where trust was a weapon—it was already too late. She was in too deep. She thought she knew herself. But... some feelings don’t just change you. They consume you. And Hardin was something she wasn’t ready for.

I really can't believe my eyes the first day I saw Erica, she was like the manager of my heart. I, Nickolas, the son of the devil, a demon, I possessed the power to change Eternity, control the universe but I had one little obstacle in my way for me to accomplish my father's wish and I will not stop until i eleminate every last soul on Detroit.

Ye Wuji lived eighty forgotten years carving coffins in a world that had already deemed him worthless. His discovery of the Heaven Burial Coffin granted him no simple salvation, enlightenment, or heavenly favor. It granted continuance. The coffin does not cultivate. It buries. By consigning the dead to its unfathomable depths, Wuji steals the years they never lived—their remaining time, their combat-honed instincts, their mastered techniques. He spends this stolen existence to walk paths that would tear ordinary cultivators apart, enduring what immortals themselves avoid. He does not race toward ascension; he outlasts it. While dynasties rise and collapse and legends rot into history, Wuji remains. Unchanged. Watching from the shadows, learning the truths the world hides from those who die too quickly to see them. But eternity is not empty. Each life he consumes leaves behind fragments—memories, desires, and silent judgments that erode the boundary between self and witness, stripping away illusion and mercy alike. In a universe governed by fate, karma, and celestial predation, Ye Wuji is something worse than a demon. He is an anomaly. The Heaven Burial Coffin does not reward ambition; it only recognizes those who refuse to die. And in time, even the heavens will notice what cannot be erased.

#WSA2026 Light?It was always something we depended on to see within the world but that has changed. What is one supposed to do when the world is engulfed by darkness? Giving us no choice but to adapt to the world we once knew. People turn into monsters, light ceases to exist, and yet I'm left here with no idea on how to move forward. I'll never forget the woman who gave me that direction to follow. A woman with beautiful long white hair, shining brightly under the moon is all I can remember. "Rise above them all. Become the strongest and you'll never have to fear the dark." her voice echoes. I'll become the strongest... If that's what it takes to survive this hell. cover by: DarkZ2 join the server https://discord.gg/KSRRq597Hp

Esther Daisy’s life becomes entwined with Valerian di Carlo through love, loss, and violence after the brutal murder of her best friend. When grief turns into devotion, and devotion into tragedy, Esther loses not only her child but her memories of the man she loved. Years later, Valerian reappears as a feared vigilante known as The Hunter, drawing Esther back into a past soaked in blood, love, and betrayal—where one final choice destroys everything they tried to reclaim. 2026 Vatsal. All Rights Reserved. This work is original. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, or distributed without permission of the author.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Thousands of years ago, humankind left the Old World. We enter a new age where science and magic are no longer opposing concepts. With these new opportunities came danger in the form of the Dark Races and the ones that named themselves Gods. However, if there was one thing humans were good at was their ability to destroy. Humankind fought and carved a bloody path into the new world. Cain's luck had never been good, but his destiny changed forever once he decided to harden his heart and face the world without fear or hesitation. --Godslayer Humankind's motto.-- We can comprehend the supernatural. We can dominate the supernatural. We can kill the supernatural - Adam, Emperor of Godslayer Humankind, The First Titan. Current schedule: 21 chapters a week. Bonus chapters: Over 600 power stones: 3 extra chapters. Over 800 power stones: 6 extra chapters. Over 1200 power stones: 9 extra chapters. Discord channel: https://discord.gg/R666sNEdrU