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Throne Of Strife: Good Boys Gone Bad

ENGAGED IN THERE OWNS LIFE TROUBLES, DOESN'T KNOW WHATS WAITING AHEAD FOR 'THEM' ...... "...." "Move. From my seat." His voice was low, calm, but carried a subtle sharpness that cut through the silence. "What do you mean?" The words barely left the boy's lips before Silas flinched. That same uneasy, familiar feeling surged through him again—this was impossible. The student occupying his chair slowly turned his pale green eyes toward him. They were sharp. Dangerous. Predatory. "This… this can't be happening," Silas murmured under his breath, a whisper lost amidst the silence of the room. A..Ahser..why is he here?. ..... "Brown… red hair… lime-green eyes…" He took another drag, the smoke hanging heavy in the chill air. "…You're the new student, aren't you?" "Do you have a problem?" he asked, his voice sharp, rude, unwavering. The first man smirked, embers from his cigarette glowing against the darkening sky. "Your name… it's everywhere in this school, boy." "So… I'm famous now?" Silas replied, his tone laced with dry sarcasm. "Famous?" the man laughed bitterly. "Of course. You've pissed off the wrong bastard." Silas's eyes narrowed. "Which bastard?" The man's smile curved cruelly. "Ah… I won't ruin my day by saying his name." Noah extended a hand toward Silas, a gesture meant to signal friendship—or at least truce. His companion behind him, Kevin, froze for a moment, caught off guard by the move. Silas, however, merely glanced at the outstretched hand, his expression unreadable. The awkwardness between them stretched like a taut string. "My name's —" "I'm not interested in knowing," Silas interrupted sharply, his voice calm but cutting, refusing the offer. Eh? What? Noah's eyes widened in surprise, the gesture he had offered recoiling in his mind as something he hadn't expected. Kevin, for a moment, flinched, unsure what to make of Silas's cold dismissal. Did he just—ignore me? Noah thought, a flash of irritation crossing his face. Silas ignored the hand entirely and turned away, moving with deliberate steps. The message was clear: he would not be swayed, not by gestures, not by charm, not by manipulation. Noah remained frozen for a heartbeat, grinding his teeth in frustration. Dark shadows of anger crossed his face. For the first time, he had extended a hand toward someone—and it had been flatly refused. ..... "Aiden—" Delan stammered, his voice trembling. "Who?" Silas asked calmly, his eyes cold and sharp as he looked at them, measuring. "These… these are Aiden's people," Delan whispered. "Aiden's people?" Silas's brow furrowed." "Is Aiden from this school? Because looking at these bastards' faces, I seriously doubt they're not from here." The intruders stood silently, listening to Silas and Delan speak. Then, their leader—who stood slightly ahead of the others—fixed his gaze on Silas, scrutinizing him carefully, as if trying to recognize something. "These eyes… this hair—" he said, nudging his companion with a laugh. "Hey, this is the kid we've heard about," the other whispered back. "Who? Oh, the one with the colorful eyes and hair—the one Boss mentioned," the leader replied. What!, boss, does their boss know me?. A thousand echoed Silas's mind. "I got to meet him myself today," the leader said with a laugh, pulling a cigarette from his pocket. "Well, you've got killer looks boy, no joke." Silas's gaze swept to the door, his colorful eyes narrowing as he counted five of them blocking the exit. In a single glance, he lost sight of the rest, spread across the room, their presence menacing and deliberate. Smoke from the cigarette curled outward as their leader, Lexi, fixed his sharp eyes on Silas. "Thinking about how you're going to get out of here?" Lexi sneered. "Of course," ...... #SchoolBullying #SchoolLife #BrokenFriendship #FriendToEnemy #Revenge #DarkSecrets #ActionDrama #RichFamilies #Betrayal # Supperpowers #SCI–FIC
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Godslayer System: The 72 Divine Seals

The sky cracks open. Chinese gods start handing out power like raffle tickets. And the system keeping score? It's not what anyone thinks it is. Lin Yu was a history student at NTU when the Convergence hit — the moment Earth's reality merged with something divine and ancient. Now everyone who survives long enough gets a seal: a fragment of a god's power, measured by a karma system that tracks every moral choice you make. Lin Yu got Seal #0. The one the system calls an error. His seal doesn't grant a god's power. It grants three dead gods' fragments stitched together, a perception that lets him see what nobody else can, and a target on his back from a system that keeps trying to delete him. But here's the thing about errors in a machine: sometimes they're the only part still running the original code. Because the system has a secret. The golden light everyone celebrates when a Bearer "ascends" to divinity? It's not transcendence. It's consumption. The karma score isn't measuring worthiness — it's measuring ripeness. And every healer, every protector, every good person climbing toward that beautiful, terrible threshold is walking into a slaughterhouse dressed in divine light. Lin Yu can see it. Nobody believes him. And the woman he cares about is six points from the edge. The gods want him dead. The factions want him controlled. The system wants him erased. He's going to break all of them. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FULL STORY ON ROYAL ROAD This Webnovel posting is a sample. The complete story — including Volume 1 (52 chapters, complete) and Volume 2 (in progress) — is published on Royal Road. Updates faster, full work lives there. Search "Godslayer System: The 72 Divine Seals" on Royal Road for the rest. ~150 chapters planned across 3 volumes. Patreon advance chapters available. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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