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Naruto: the Uchiha Rules the World(Continued)

“Kindness built upon others’ suffering is the most hypocritical kind of kindness.” — Uzumaki Kushina ——— A bloodstained Uchiha boy walked toward the main gate, carrying three human heads. All three heads wore masks, their faces impossible to identify. This boy was Rengoku, rushing back from Kusagakure after being rescued by Muku and Ryuzetsu. He traded a single piece of intel for a special rapid treatment. He never dared stop, not even to change clothes, heading straight back to Konoha. When he reached the village gate, gatekeepers Kamizuki Izumo and Hagane Kotetsu stepped up immediately to confirm his identity. “Uchiha Rengoku, mission in Kusagakure.” While flipping through the file in his hand, Hagane Kotetsu gave the heads a quick look. “Did something unexpected happen?” ——— “Looks like I made it in time.” Hearing the clan meeting had just ended, Rengoku finally let out a breath of relief. He had been rushing nonstop, didn’t even change clothes, and managed to make it back before the night of the clan extermination. The Uchiha clan meeting had wrapped up already. Konoha had learned from Itachi about the Uchiha coup plan. Danzo had likely already ordered Itachi to wipe out the clan. Itachi was probably contacting Tobi these past few days, preparing to move. But now that he’d made it back, there was still a chance to gamble. ——— For Rengoku, this was only the beginning. As long as he protected the Uchiha clan, its members would become his endless source of chakra. The rise of the Uchiha was the road to his own power. He would one day become the god of the Uchiha. And even, the GOD OF THIS WORLD. (It is being continued from Chapter 336. To read previous chapters, search the name.) ═❀IT'S A TL❀═ RAW:
Ambitious_Guy_2 · 428.5k Views

The Anti-Villain. King

In a world where WWIII never ended and "heroes" traffic NovaBreeds for profit, the Renegades' leader gets his hands dirty. 2079: Nukes vanished in '83. Humanity blamed superpowered NovaBreeds—people born with extraordinary abilities—then enslaved them. Governments buy kids as weapons. Corporate heroes pose for cameras while the Big Boys orchestrate the largest auction yet: hundreds of lives sold to the highest bidder. Enter Lucius D. King: rogue NovaBreed master of hydro-manipulation, fresh off dominating the Big Boys' underground tournament—the very traffickers he's vowed to destroy. Now leading the Renegades from the shadows, he launches his infiltration: tear them apart from within, auction first. But lines blur. Heroes hunt him. Traitors lurk. Saving innocents demands killing "untouchables"—becoming the monster everyone fears. The heroes say killing is always wrong. Lucius disagrees. Evil exists that cannot be reformed, only eliminated. Mercy has limits. Justice demands consequences. The villains say only power matters. Lucius disagrees. Power without purpose is just destruction. Strength without conviction is meaningless chaos. The system says anyone outside the law is a criminal. Lucius disagrees. When the law serves corruption, when justice is bought and sold, when the innocent suffer while the powerful profit—then the law itself becomes the crime. There's a space between these absolutes. A gray area where the desperate operate. Where people do what's necessary while everyone else debates philosophy. Where hard choices get made, and the burden falls on those willing to carry it. Because sometimes, the world doesn't need saving. It needs someone willing to burn down the parts that are rotten. Updates: Wednesday and Saturday
midmanstudio · 66.4k Views

Throne Of Strife: Good Boys Gone Bad

BAD GUYS WILL BE REMAINS BAD GUY. ...... "...." "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
AloneAsia · 14.3k Views

Boundless: Tower of Evolution

The world didn’t end in fire or chaos, it changed quietly. Zane Mensah, an observant and withdrawn university student, is among the few who notice the subtle signs that something is wrong. The sky stands unnaturally still, animals begin to behave in disturbing ways, and an invisible pressure seems to settle over the world. While others dismiss it, Zane’s instincts tell him a pattern is forming, one he doesn’t yet understand. Then everything breaks. As animals across the world begin to mutate and humanity collapses into chaos, cities fall and survival becomes the only rule. Nations shrink into isolated safe zones, resources grow scarce, and fear replaces order. With no knowledge of cultivation or power, humanity struggles against a rapidly evolving threat. Just when hope begins to fade, mysterious alien beings known as the Astreans appear. They construct towering structures, gateways to a brutal trial system known as the Tower of Evolution. Promising strength and survival, they offer humanity a chance to fight back… but at a cost. Only those under the age of twenty can enter. Inside the tower, participants are tested, broken, and forced to evolve. Power comes through absorbing essence left behind by the dead, elemental forces and bloodline remnants that can either elevate or erase one’s existence. Survival is no longer just about strength, but adaptation, instinct, and the will to surpass others. Zane enters the tower not as a hero, but as a survivor. Driven first by the need to live, and later by the desire to control his own fate, he begins a journey through a world where only the strongest rise, and where even allies can become enemies. Because in the end, only one truth remains: To evolve… or be left behind.
ONAJOMO_KESIENA · 4.2k Views