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A Maniacal System: Vixen Ladies are my new target

“Screwing ladies over and serving retribution on them is my main aim; let redemption be damned.” Tony, a very brilliant, hot, and hardworking young man, lived a hard life. Anything he wanted came only when he struggled hard to get it. Even love. And when he finally found love and trust, he was stabbed in the back very painfully. It so happened that his lovely and well-trusted newly wedded wife, whom he had sacrificed his job for, never had any respect nor dignity for their marriage and cheated on him in the worst way that broke his soul. After a horrible death that followed, Tony reincarnated into a new host and a new world, and due to his broken soul, he awakened a forbidden system... one that was: [A Maniacal System: A Path of Retribution With the Endgame of Redemption] [Seduce the corrupt] [Expose their hypocrisy] [Deliver instant karmic backlash] [Strip them of wealth and pride] [Force them to face what they inflict on men] [And redeem them… if they survive themselves] This system gave him a chance to get revenge on ladies, ladies that have no respect for love and trust, for marriages, and those that love to ruin men like he was ruined. Now Tony, in the body of Tom, plays the role of a playboy, seducing and screwing over milfs, young ladies, vixen ladies, green witches, and all who treat love like a toy, trust like trash, and men like stepping stones. But the system has one fatal flaw: It is maniacal and .twisted, and every mission completed makes Tony stronger while breaking his soul even further. Now he walks a razor-thin path between vengeance and obliteration… And only one question remains: Will he conquer the system, or will the Maniacal System consume him first?
Lil_Ren · 1.4k Views

Cameraman Never Dies

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!
CloudCatcher · 539.4k Views

Infinite Descent

Reality is breaking, not with fire or plague, but with recursion. Across the continent, places begin to repeat themselves, time stutters in certain regions, and the world feels less like solid land and more like a pattern slowly coming undone. The only thing keeping civilisation intact are the Pattern Wells, ancient anchors that stabilise existence, but they are failing one by one. As fear spreads, kingdoms go to war to claim what remains before collapse becomes irreversible. Beyond the edges of the world lies the Recursive Realm, a place whispered about in scripture and feared in folklore, where everything folds back into itself endlessly. It is not a land of monsters, but a law of nature taken too far, a domain of infinite repetition where distance, shape, and even cause and effect lose meaning. As the Pattern Wells weaken, that realm begins to bleed into the human world, leaving behind distortions that cannot be explained by ordinary logic. In this world, power is carved into the flesh at birth through Fractal Marks, living patterns etched into the skin like sacred birthmarks. Mark-bearers can descend into deeper layers of their mark to awaken greater abilities, but the deeper they go, the more dangerous it becomes. Every use risks destabilising the body, the mind, and the world around them, as if infinity itself is staring back. With war rising and the boundary between worlds thinning, the age of stability is ending. What comes next won’t be decided by heroes or kings, but by those willing to descend into the infinite and return with something the world was never meant to hold.
RedPhoenix16 · 2.5k Views