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"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

They travel the world, livestreaming perfect moments. Beautiful cities. Perfect smiles. Millions watching. But something is wrong. People who get close to them begin to change. Subtly at first—habits, desires, boundaries. Then completely. No one notices the pattern. No one except those already inside it. This is not a story about love. This is a story about control— how it begins, how it spreads, and how no one realizes they’ve lost it.**Original Work Declaration for *The Laughter Mirror*** All elements of this work (including but not limited to the “Three-Strap and Pendant System”, “Dual-Track Narrative,” and “Lingguang Xihuan”) are the sole creation of the author. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, derivative works, or commercial use in any form is prohibited without the author’s written consent. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, or commercial use is prohibited. Infringement will be prosecuted. All rights reserved. © 2026 [NoCliantro]. All Rights Reserved.

"Sect Master! Marry me!" If only things were that simple. Fang Yuan lets out a long sigh, eyes fixed on the mountain of paperwork threatening to swallow his desk and his soul. As the youngest family head in history, you’d think he’d be enjoying fame, fortune, and fawning admirers. Instead, he’s buried in bureaucracy, stuck mediating elder disputes, and wondering if the sect treasury mysteriously eats spirit stones. Sure, the old geezers have their experience, their beards, and their lofty reputations. But Fang Yuan? He has one thing they don’t: raw, unshakable power. Born into a world where innate talent reigns supreme, Fang Yuan—a transmigrator armed with modern grit—actually managed the impossible: he clawed his way to the top with nothing but relentless hard work. While everyone else coasted on heavenly bloodlines and golden physiques, he trained, he studied, and he schemed. Now, he’s strong enough to bend heaven’s will. But cultivation isn’t all sword beams and glory. Life as a family head comes with its own set of woes—namely, watching his annoyingly handsome junior brother collect all the female attention like some kind of walking romance novel. “This isn’t fair,” Fang Yuan mutters under his breath, stamping another scroll. “I’m the protagonist here... right?” this novel officially began its journey on 24th of June. Thank you for supporting me so far!

"In the Somnium Sanctum, dreams are currency, and nightmares are weapons." He was a bastard prince, discarded in a mass grave at age ten. She was a forbidden saint—branded a heretic and executed—whose spine was carved into twenty-two cursed bones. Before she died, she buried a message in each one. When Soren's blood awakened the first bone, the Abyss Bone Tarot System came online—and the price of that power burned the vision from his eyes. He didn't lose his sight. He traded it for something far more terrifying. Now, behind a blindfold stained with his mother's blood, Soren sees what no one else can: the fractures in every soul, the cracks in every destiny, and the exact point where a person breaks. In this world, power flows from the stars. Every living soul possesses a Star Chart that defines their ceiling—and exposes their death sentence. Every soul except Soren. He has no Chart. No ceiling. No weakness they can find. The Somnium Sanctum is a thirteen-floor tower of assassins and dream-weavers, where beauty is currency and death is an art form. The elites who enter its halls believe they are purchasing ecstasy. They don't realize they are walking into the web of a blind spider. Every dream he weaves is a trap. Every illusion, a harvest. Every whispered promise, a death sentence engineered to extract the precise emotional currency his System craves. 〘 MAJOR ARCANA: The Hermit IX — FUSION: 1% 〙 〘 22 Major Arcana. 56 Minor Arcana. 78 cards to collect. 〙 〘 Each Major Arcana at 100% unlocks a message from his dead mother—and a weapon she left behind. 〙 He doesn't serve them. He devours them. One floor at a time. One soul at a time. One card at a time. From the blood-soaked Crucible on Floor 3 to the star-crowned thrones on Floor 13, Soren will climb over the corpses of kings, warlords, and gods—collecting the pieces of his mother's final gambit. The rulers of this world killed a heretic and thought the story ended there. They were wrong. She had a son. And he has a System. "Welcome to my sanctuary. Here, your deepest desire is the key to your perfect demise." 〘 ABYSS BONE TAROT — SYSTEM ONLINE 〙 〘 HOST: Soren 〙 〘 SELENE'S LEGACY: 0/22 MESSAGES 〙 〘 THE HUNT BEGINS. 〙 Tags: #AntiHero #DarkFantasy #System #UniqueSystem #RuthlessMC #Manipulation #TarotMagic #StarChart #CheatSystem #Revenge #HighIQ #Assassins #SoulHarvesting #HiddenIdentity #PowerProgression

Rim Young has a problem: he's hopelessly, irreversibly obsessed with S-Class Esper Wi Hajoon—the villain of the century. The kind of ridiculously hot, walking red flag who makes normal people run for the hills. Rim Young? He runs straight into the knife. After suddenly migrating into the novel where his favorite villain is real and breathing the same air, Rim Young's fictional crush metastasizes into a full-blown, life-ruining obsession. He's blind to every warning sign. The knife at his throat? Romantic. Being treated like garbage? Just a villain's love language. The villain calling the bed “their place to talk”? Rim Young volunteers. Honestly… how much love-blindness is biologically possible? (Asking for himself. Definitely himself.) But he also has a mission: ensure the main character and the male lead survive and reach their happy ending. Unsurprisingly, Wi Hajoon is the biggest obstacle to that route and Rim Young has to oppose him.

Tokita ayuto suddenly wakes up to a zombie apocalypse in Hokkaido,a week after the epidemic he meets a girl called nezuko,who might be immune to the virus and the two of them journey to Tokyo with other companions in search for a cure before it's too late.

Coming back from the magic world, Riya rebuked her shameless stepmother. She was back to her first life with the world treasure and thought that her life would be smooth sailing. But… What was happening with the environment? Why did the mana suddenly recover on this Green Planet? And why did those magic beasts also appear? Riya: ??? Ah, Riya silently swore to secretly become stronger to deal with these magic beasts that went on rampage. She would use her runes to make a better life while watching the world recover from the destruction. Unfortunately, things were not so simple. Her best friend’s brother suddenly locked his attention on her. “Ah, ah, ah, you don't have to mind me….” “The runes you make are really interesting. Can you show me more?” The man smiled and stepped closer. “I…I can, but can you please not come too close?!” Riya just wanted to meditate silently, so how did she suddenly attract this big boss’s attention? ... Additional tags: #strong female lead, #magic, #space, #superpower, #abilities Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - The Quiet Empress [complete] - The Villain's Little Cat [complete] - Astral Flower [complete] - Villain Princess [on going] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518

He spent three years killing people for money. Now his job is making sure nobody kills the girl dressed as a cat goddess. In the near future, mega-corporations have discovered that cosplayers are worth more than celebrities. The top performers live like idols — private jets, penthouse suites, merchandise deals worth more than small nations' GDPs. They also attract obsessive fans, corporate espionage, and occasionally, people with guns. Kai Reuben, 21, is the most capable person in any room he walks into and the most uncomfortable. Three years as a mercenary left him fluent in threat assessment, efficient in a fight, and completely unequipped for civilian life. Peacetime is loud. People's emotions are data he doesn't know how to file. He has constructed a pleasant face for public use and it has been stuck there ever since. He retired eight months ago because the world got too peaceful and his reputation got too large — other mercenaries couldn't beat him, so they started targeting the people near him instead. He walked away before anyone else got hurt. He has been trying to figure out what to do with himself ever since. He does not figure this out at a cosplay convention on a Saturday afternoon. What he does instead is deflect a bullet with a combat knife in front of thirty thousand live viewers, neutralise three armed assailants, critique the venue's west walkway security to the responding officers, and retrieve his cold brew. The clip hits one million views before midnight. The cosplay internet decides he's the most committed method actor they've ever seen. NovaCorp's Director Chantal decides something more accurate and makes a call. By Sunday morning, Kai Reuben has a new job he didn't ask for, a contract he probably should have read more carefully, and a problem he has absolutely no protocol for. PIXEL GUARD is a light novel in the action romantic comedy tradition — overpowered protagonist, genuine emotional stakes, and a harem that operates less like a competition and more like a slowly assembling disaster that Kai is professionally equipped to survive and personally entirely unprepared for. The action is real. The comedy is real. The feelings, which Kai has filed under pending further classification and fully intends to address at a later date, are very real. He is going to have to stop moving toward the threat eventually. He is not there yet. [ Action · Romantic Comedy · Harem · Overpowered MC · Idol Industry · Found Family · Slow Burn · Comedy of Errors ]

Arthur Moreau vanished during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of four hundred thousand viewers. The next, he was gone, and what arrived somewhere else was Gepetto: his character, his creation, the most feared Marionettist ever built in a game where power was the only language that mattered. The world that caught him is not new to collapse. Empires have risen, fractured, and vanished long before his arrival. Gods have existed, and some of them have died. What stands now is only the latest arrangement in a cycle that has never needed him. But something has changed. Players have begun to appear. Not as heroes. Not as chosen figures. As variables carrying power without understanding the system they have entered. The world does not pause for them. It absorbs them, bends around them, and moves forward. Gepetto does not try to fight it. He studies it. While others assert themselves through force, faith, or conquest, he builds something quieter. Not an army. Not a kingdom. A structure. Invisible at first. Distributed. Patient. A web that does not need to be seen to function. The skills are real now. The strings are real. And what they touch does not reset. House of Puppets aspires to deliver what the greatest fantasy novels have always delivered: moral complexity, narrative weight, a world that lives and breathes and reacts. It does this in the webnovel form, built daily, with the same structural ambition as any novel meant to be taken seriously. It is a story about control, belief, and the cost of acting in a world indifferent to your intentions. It follows a man who does not seek to win, but to understand the rules well enough that losing becomes unlikely. Because the puppeteer pulls the strings. But in a world this old, someone is always watching.

## SYNOPSIS They called Jian Yu the Eagle's Pride. The most gifted sword disciple in a generation. At nineteen, he could do things that seniors twice his age had never managed. Every master in Eagle Sect knew his name. Every rival feared his blade. In one night, he lost everything. His cultivation crippled. His mentor dead. His name dragged through mud he didn't make. Cast out of the only home he had ever known — betrayed by the one person he trusted with his life. Three days after the betrayal, bleeding and alone at the base of Eagle Cliffs, a rusted sword finds him in the dirt. Not because of his bloodline. Not because destiny chose him. Because the sword has been waiting one hundred and forty years for someone who knows exactly what it costs to lose everything — and still decides to stand back up. The Tianxia Realm has four great sects and five legendary blades. Jian Yu has no sect. No cultivation. No allies. He has a cracked dantian, a sword nobody wanted, and three words from a dead man. *"Don't waste it."* He doesn't plan to. ---

Xiao Shou transmigrates into a cultivation world and discovers he is only a minor supporting character destined to be used and discarded in the main plot. To survive, he awakens a special ability called Absolute Fusion, which lets him combine items to upgrade them into higher-level treasures. Avoiding the dangerous main storyline involving the heroine and a transmigrator, he quietly cultivates in a hidden location. By fusing spirit stones, pills, techniques, and rare treasures, he grows stronger at an incredible speed. As powerful cultivators and fate itself begin to close in, Xiao Shou refuses to become cannon fodder. He will use his fusion ability to rise step by step and change his destined ending, becoming strong enough to control his own fate.

After one hundred thousand years, the God of Calamity, Aurora was reincarnated into the body of a young slave. Killed by his best friend, the God of Fate, he steps on to a new journey in this world, determined to come God once more.

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

“Marry me, Your Grace, and I will be the quietest, most obedient wife you could ever ask for.” In her past life, Eris burned on the execution pyre while her husband, Duke Cesare, shielded his mistress from the flames. Before turning to ash, she learned one cruel truth, The only person immune to the Emperor’s purge is the mother of royal blood. When she opens her eyes three years in the past, Eris makes a chilling choice. She doesn’t run. She marries her murderer all over again. Hiding her trauma behind tearful eyes and the mask of a fragile noblewoman, she plays the perfect victim. She doesn’t want his love. She only wants his child. Because once she becomes untouchable… she will burn his world to the ground. But there is one flaw in her perfect plan, The cold Duke who once watched her die… is now dangerously, obsessively fixated on his delicate wife.

Trapped in a fantastical realm, Kiyoshi discovers a volatile magic that weakens him as it strengthens. His rented girlfriend becomes his shield against impending doom, revealing they're humanity's last hope. Amidst a web of secrets, their journey unveils a destiny intertwined with Earth's future.

A world of magic. A "mage" born without it. And an outrageous f*cking crew. In the Valley Kingdom, where steampunk meets futurism and powerful magic means status, a Guild named the Black Wolves stand wildly apart. Their acting captain, Greed, carries neither magic nor nobility, only a title he never wanted and a forgotten past. Though he has no magic, he has another power that defies it—along with a crew as unhinged as they are loyal and who all have their own insanely broken abilities: A Ghost-mage whose eyepatch hides more than it covers. A powerhouse who hits like a Behemoth and naps for sport. A vice captain more promising than most high-ranking mages, but only wants to spend the days cooking. A horned lunatic with a superiority complex and an obsession for her acting captain. A cyborg. A wolfdog the size of a lyconbear. And others off on missions or prolonged duties—each with their own unique quirks. The Black Wolves only have a single goal: to live a life as meaningless and carefree as possible. But when a conspiracy threatens to swallow the Valley—and pins the crime on them—they become fugitives in the very Kingdom they called home. As they fight to clear their names and face an enemy that seeks to destroy everything—the Black Wolves, ironically, become the Valley’s last line of defense. And everyone's last hope. Expect: - Black Clover meets JJK meets Final Fantasy meets Vox Machina - NOT isekai, transmigration, evolution, system, or cultivation. Go look for that elsewhere - OP MC from the start with no magic [NOT ANTI-MAGIC], progressively gets even more OP - Harem relationships in the beginning, moderate fanservice, mild sex scenes (hate me), and strong romance subplot towards the end with only one girl - Classic slow-paced story with character development, backstories, perspectives from multiple characters, stats and ability descriptions, intricate plot, worldbuilding, and of course tons of fighting - A long, ongoing story Written and conjured by J.N. Marlow. All rights reserved. © 2025 J.N. Marlow.

“TABORÉ-BANE Making of the Sapphire Citadel” is an epic narration of a Queen, driven by ambition. Lady Serenya, is caught in a web of ancient oaths and ruthless power plays. Yet she strives to build a living citadel that defies time and embraces her rhythm. Bound by love, betrayal, and a mysterious legacy unknown to her, she must protect all that is hers and lead the Sapphire Legion through shadows that threaten to consume. Within whispers in the marsh and the rising song of stone, this tale is a journey of a woman’s ambition, courage, and sacrifice to reach her destiny. Towering mountains, shifting sands, and enchanted realms form the setting of the epic. In this mist-wrapped Tabore-Bane, destiny is not a gift but a burden to be endured. Haunted by melodies of her distant homeland and guided by ancient relics pulsing with forbidden power, Serenya must weave strength from memory and magic to survive. As the mountain peaks hold their breath, tumult stirs in the shadows. Whispered prophecies, fractured alliances, and spectral guardians stir beneath the land, threatening to unravel the fragile hope she carries. Kaelis and Darven, Serenya’s chosen emissaries sent into the labyrinthine of the island, follow paths marked by riddles in stone to realise that they are not just scouts but catalysts in a game played by eternals. The island shifts beneath their feet and watches them, bending reality with every breath, testing those who dare tread it. Among tribal spirits, hidden watchers, and unseen dangers, a quest unfolds to unravel a dangerous dance of trust and treachery. “Taborer-bane: The Making of the Sapphire Citadel” is a fantasy of memory, power, and the endurance of hope. From frostbitten peaks to haunted marshlands, it weaves a tale of Serenya’s unyielding spirit confronting the forces that seek to silence truth and bend her world into shadow. Dive into a world rich with intrigue, ancient mysteries, and relentless courage. Discover the forgotten rites and the forging of a legend. In this struggle, the test will be of loyalty, and she may lose everything to gain freedom. Welcome into Tabor-Bane, a land not for the Light Hearted.

Male MC| No-Harem| No Yuri| No Yaoi| No NTR [WARNING: This book contains rape, torture, and murder. However, the MC never violates or rapes women; in fact, he despises such acts.] ____________________ ____________________ “…Pathetic.” “Look at you. Crawling. Bleeding. Powerless.” “Same damn excuses, just like back then.” “Still so ready to give up.” “Those bullshit feelings made you weak.” “Have you forgotten your vow?” “The promise you swore in blood.” “If you're really him... then stand.” “Show them who you are.” “Rise—” “Let the darkness in once again.” --- In the quiet town of Velhart, Kael is mocked as the weakest adventurer. No one suspects the truth. Behind tired eyes and a dull smile lies a man with a past soaked in blood — a nightmare no one could survive and stay sane. An assassin who walked through hell itself. Now, he hides behind a smile in a town that scorns him. But he hasn’t changed completely. He still remembers. He still hunts. And in the silence, evil men still die. These days, he only seeks peace… and maybe, one day, love. But fate wasn't so kind. Forced into an arranged marriage with Seraphina, the cold and commanding Captain of the Knight Order, Kael expected nothing — and got even less. She despised him. Saw him as worthless. But her hatred… didn’t break him. It changed him. Not with kindness. Not with warmth. But through her rejection, her silence, her presence — she unknowingly gave him a reason to stay. After their marriage, he barely spoke. Silent. Distant. But now… he enjoys pushing her buttons. Teasing her with lazy smiles and harmless jests. Never realizing when the lines between amusement and affection began to blur. And for the first time in his life… Kael wanted something more. A peaceful life. A family. A future without blades. But peace doesn’t mean mercy. Not for people like him. Because the world never forgets monsters. But when Seraphina finally uncovers the truth — when she realizes the man she vowed to arrest is the same one she’s come to care for — what will she choose? Her unshakable duty… Or the husband she was never meant to love? And when swords are drawn and the final truth is laid bare — will love be enough to bridge the chasm between an assassin’s sins and a knight’s sacred oath? Now, as shadows stir and blood calls to blood, the past claws its way back from the grave. The man he tried to leave behind — the legend spoken only in fear — is awakening once again. Because the darkness never lets go. --- A/N: Don’t expect everything right away. This is a slow build, Volume 01 will be a mix of their complex relationship and a good number of fights. Assassination? Obviously. If you're patient, the fall… and the rise… will be worth it. The story takes place three years after their marriage. I also want to make it clear that MC isn't overpowered yet. He's strong, but there are still many characters who are stronger than him. It will take time before he truly becomes overpowered. Also, your feedback means a lot as this is my first book. It tells me someone’s actually reading. And that alone keeps me going. So please, don’t hold back—leave a comment and share your thoughts. Thank you. ____________________ ____________________ Update Schedule: Every Week 11:00 PM GMT (+6) (Saturday) 01:00 AM GMT (+8) (Sunday) Per Chapter Length: 1300-6000 words.

Lu You, a menial disciple with a mixed spiritual root, had an Artifact named 'Cauldron of Cornucopia' within the space of his mind. Put a single spirit stone into it, and it instantly turned into countless spirit stones. Put a talisman into it, and it instantly turned into countless talismans. A few months later, after grinding his way to the Golden Core realm with his endless resources, Lu You tried placing his own Golden Core into the basin. "Good heavens-so this is how the cauldron is meant to be used? I'm invincible now!"

Rise Lee, a well-known A-rank esper in the federation. He was even ranked as one of the strongest among the A-ranks and recognized as one of the hopes for humanity.  However, he wasn't only famous because of his prowess or his attractive appearance; Rise was more infamous because of his terrible personality. He was called a villain by most guides and espers for a reason. And who would guess that Rise Lee was really a villain, in a literal sense?  The terrible truth then unfolded to him.  He, Rise Lee, is one of the main villains of the novel.  Rise Lee spat out a mouthful of curses and swore that if he had a second chance, he would mess up this damn novel until everyone went down with him. If the author was in front of him, he too would be destroyed with him!  And a second chance did come! Rise Lee, the villain, woke up five years before the main storyline! Heh.  So what if he was a villain destined to die? That protagonist who killed him, and the author... He would screw them over.  Being a villain, be damned. In this rebirth, he would take and mess up everything.  What did you say? The protagonist’s love life? Heh. That too. Rise would take his lover. The male lead... will be his.  - - #Guideverse #guide #espers #bl #r18 #rebirth