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Rizal only wants a peaceful life as the owner of a coffee shop in Medan. Every morning, he serves bitter robusta coffee to his regular customers while enjoying casual coffee shop conversations. But behind this calm facade, Rizal hides a dark past—he was once the most feared enforcer in the mafia world. When Bang Togar, the biggest mafia boss in Medan, learns that Rizal is still alive, everything changes. Old grudges resurface, and Rizal finds himself hunted by assassins, corrupt cops, and former allies who have now become enemies. With the help of his best friend, Ucok—who cracks more jokes than he actually helps—and a former detective addicted to coffee, Rizal must face the world he left behind. Gunfights, brutal brawls, and deadly revenge plots turn his coffee shop into more than just a place to relax—it becomes a battleground. Can Rizal stay alive and protect his café? Or will he have to return to being a cold-blooded executioner to survive?

Caelan Ashborne was once destined for greatness until his mother’s mysterious death erased his name, his future, and his place among the elites. Forced to live under a false identity, he endured humiliation in silence, believing love and family were his final refuge. Then his daughter was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Before Caelan could fight for her life, his wife betrayed him. She demanded a divorce, publicly abandoned him, and returned to the powerful man she had always loved , declaring Caelan and his dying child a burden no longer worth carrying. Cut off from medical access, mocked by society, and crushed by a world ruled by power and privilege, Caelan reaches the edge of despair. That is when the system awakens. Cold , Ruthless and deadly. It does not save the innocent, it rewards the decisive. To protect his daughter, Caelan must rise through blood, judgment, and sacrifice… and become something the world never intended him to be. The system chose him. Now the world will pay.

The event: an unforeseen cataclysm which wiped out all of life leaving but a fraction… So they say, but I know the truth, even though I'm uncertain of how it really happened. I can't seem to remember much. Compared to when i first awoken, 50 years ago, even if it's a fraction I'd call it progress. Over 200 years has passed since the event and I'm trying to find the answer to how this place came to be. I know it's not going to be easy and you can guarantee I'm going to fall into some unwanted predicaments. My goal: return it to the time before even if it takes destroying this world. To do that i think i have to find the one who cursed me and stole my memories... What i truly am, I'm yet to find out, and how I plunge the world into its current state. Author's note: I know my synopsis sucks but pls bear with me.

They call him the "Watchdog of the West Gate." To the wealthy students, Alistair Cain is a joke—a dropout husband living off his brilliant professor wife, tasked with nothing more than checking IDs and chasing stray dogs off campus. To his wife’s powerful family, he is a stain on their reputation, a useless son-in-law who should have been discarded years ago. But they don’t know why the West Gate is the only place on campus where the shadows never move. They don’t know that the "stray dogs" he chases are actually Hellhounds trying to breach the mortal realm. And they certainly don’t know that Alistair is actually the Calamity Star—the exiled God of War serving a 1,000-year penance to suppress the ancient evil beneath the university library. When the seal begins to crack and the elite families of the city become pawns in a demonic war, the useless security guard finally stands up. "You can insult me all you want," Alistair says, adjusting his uniform cap. "But step one foot past this gate, and not even the Heavens can save you."

"I was born a God, but my father turned me into a Demon." In the Divine Spear Empire, power is everything, and Lucius Thorne was the pinnacle—until the Blood Moon Eclipse. On his eighteenth birthday, the day of his Ascension, Lucius is betrayed. His father, the Emperor, executes a forbidden "Grafting Rite," ripping Lucius’s Divine Core from his chest to empower his younger, more "malleable" brother, Julian. Left for dead in the Abyssal Rift—a place where even light dies—Lucius discovers that his core wasn't just a source of power; it was a seal. Without it, the Void Eater within him awakens. Rescued by Valeriana, a fallen War-Maiden from a forgotten era, Lucius begins a cold, calculated climb back to the surface. He doesn't just want his core back; he wants to witness the empire burn. Core Trope: Rejected Prodigy / Revenge / Hidden Overlord The Twist: The "stolen power" was actually keeping a world-ending curse in check; by stealing it, the villains have doomed themselves, and only the "powerless" Lucius can survive the coming darkness.

Nordic wakes up in a foreign land, trapped in Soul Home—a place for souls on the brink of death and life, and involved in competition to reach the highest level for one goal: to return their original lives and get out of Soul Home. Unfortunately all Nordic memories before drowning in the river of death are gone. A strange system emerged and determined Nordic's role as a member of the Gods of Mage. With the weakest strength until it increased unexpectedly, Nordic masters various missions and skills—he becomes the strongest unbeatable of the strongest. When Nordic found a magic control room, Nordic realizes his new destiny is a mistake. From then on, he went against the fate—against the rules of the world that had toyed him from the start. Magic. System. Competition. Everyone kills everyone. It's a game that controlled by the most powerful. [Ding!] [Congratulations! You have activated the system and now you become one of the Gods of Mage clan!] [5...4...3...2...1...] [Finished!] [Welcome to this world where you can reach unlimited strength!] [Let's get done mission after mission and reach your highest level!]

Andrey Makiya finds himself unknowing of who he is, barely conscious and on the verge of death. A death certain were it not for the passing soldiers of Wartair. Though, what seemed to be saviors turn out to be the people locking him behind bars, accusing Andrey of being an enemy spy. There he laid jailed, still famished and forgotten, but that all changed thanks to the mystic touch of a gentle sorceress' hand which recovers his lost memory. Now, confusion sets in. Andrey has fallen into a world full of new physics, magic, and war, unknown to anything in his previous life. As he finds more about his connection to this realm, he may discover his own powers, but may he ever truly find a place where he fits? Across dimensions, he is forced to seek answers about his past, the truth of his birth, his real identity, and what purpose he serves to the new world. Becoming a traveler through dimensions and worlds, as well as a battle-mage with great ambition, Andrey must grow to overcome the rulers of these planes, less he wish to have his tale misconcluded.

"If this is a world of wolves, a world where only the strong survive...then I will become one myself and fight to earn my place!" A politician's arrival, followed by one of the greatest fires the kingdom of Volicheus had ever seen. Young Alder was there at the center of it all, and came face to face with the man who orchestrated the event, and swears to take revenge on the man for his actions. Years later, and after a variety of strange incidents...a search party has been elected to defeat the mysterious organization known as the 'House of Wolves'. This book follows multiple perspectives in that pursuit. That of Alder, seeking revenge and losing his way in the process, that of Ardos the noble, attempting to emulate his ideals in a politically corrupt world, one turning towards the house's influence. That of Aurelia, encountering monsters and devils of fantastical proportions as they infiltrate cities, and working with a knight in order to find the bigger picture behind these infiltrations. And lastly that of Teresa, attempting to find secrets and connections and to reveal the identity of the enigmatic man who leads the House of Wolves. This is a story with betrayal, philosophy, complex political machinations, large scale conflicts, mysteries, and more.

Mother-in-law,“ Divorce my daughter, you, useless poverty dog! I have found better men for her, you never deserve her in the first place!” Jaden Reed:“ Divorce? If you truly want to divorce your daughter, then do me a favor and ask Vera to tell me by herself that she wants to divorce me because she's fed up with the marriage and not you or any other member of this family forcing her. Can you do that?" Wife:“ I am sick and tired of your life of poverty and need someone better who is willing to take care of me. I want a divorce now. You've been the family slave for years so it won't be right that you leave this house empty-handed, so I'll give you a check of 1 million dollars as a map...." Jaden Reed left the house with tears in his eyes, on his way a phone call from overseas came in. "Young Master Reed, the contracts are ready! With over 50 billion, the once useless son-in-law becomes the consortium’s legatee.

“You’re just a contract husband. Don’t forget your place.” Gianna Moretti sneered as she shoved the papers across the table. The man in the wrinkled suit only smirked. “My place? Darling, you’ll find out soon enough it’s far above yours.” She thought she was buying a nobody. A desperate man willing to be humiliated, to wear her leash for money. A man she could throw away once the contract ended. But Vincent wasn’t a nobody. He was the hidden warlord—the commander of the Eagles of the West. A man who built his empire with fire, blood, and the corpses of his enemies. When Gianna’s family turns on her… when the mafia comes to collect… when rivals laugh at her for marrying a beggar— Vincent rises. “You called me worthless? Watch as I destroy everyone who touched what’s mine.” In one night, the groom they mocked becomes the nightmare of kings. And Gianna realizes too late… the man she tried to control is the one who will never let her go