death... and me

I'm one out of none, believe me. The world, let's say it will end no matter what. Everything around us surely decompose, nor crumble as the time passes, yeah? However, do you know better than what I discover myself? One abandon the world, the like of you, this lifetime. For what? For the purpose of saving the life beyond, right? You sure find the end you've long for so long. The bitter...end. Why, you ask? Let me tell you why...I even share it to you. You even says we are not that close to begin with, so why...I'm doing this? I'm kind of debating whether you use euphoria, and actually tells me I'm some sort of a cult. That's why I have the question for you. Will you let me tell you the reason...or you already think I'm some sort of evil design to stop you? You know...the Myth, right? It's deep...within us.

I was born during the pandemic and it was not over for the past twenty-five years. Oceans were drained. Trees and flowers were no longer existing. Having water was harder each day that many people chose to die instead of surviving. I envy those people who could afford water— the rich ones and the most privileged people around the world. Poor people liked me were not allowed to get water more than what was intended for us. In other words, it was a system that dividing the rich people with limitless water sources and the poor people with limited water sources. It was a system that we needed to obey or else we might lose the life we were struggling to survive. I wanted to surrender but there was only thing that hindered me from dying— Cardinals of Auresia. It was an online game that I wished was real. There, I could build my own kingdom with my own system. I thought that sanity left me for it seemed real to me. Not until I found out that it was the solution for the suffering of the world.

Two weapons clanged. A sturdy long stick with a large mace on top was swayed aside by a strong female warrior. With her short reddish hair and a menacing yell, she trusted her chain mace towards a tall girl with a long pointy tail and protruding fangs. She barely dodged her attack, throwing her body to the ground of the arena. The audience behind the flimsy fence roared and cheered in a frenzy. They were packed tight around the rocky walls, thirsting for blood. The fallen girl heaved, holding her weapon tight. Standing up, she narrated, "Someone once joked 'Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company'. Only fools can believe this to be true." Her opponent cackled with a smirk, ready for another attack. "Do you want to know what it's like down here? Well, let me tell you.” The woman in question entered this world as a very old and very ill woman. Surrounded by her loved ones, she closed her eyes and entered a hell-like dimension. It resembled a large city floating on a lake of lava, called Helltown. With very little resources, she had to find a way to survive. Luckily, there was hope. The woman used a spell to become a beautiful young woman with super strength. Disguised, she fought demons, escaped the slums, ended up in a brothel and then as a gladiator in an arena. With many enemies and shifty allies, she finally managed to catch a break and get to the top floors, where the intrigues truly start. Along the way, we learn more about her life on Earth and the possible reasons for her being there. Can she stay sane among such evil? What is Helltown, and does it affect the life on Earth? A lot, actually.

Akara, a boy who has a strong ambition to become the strongest aura master, meets his dull point. When opening the aura realm, he cannot condense his energy, not even one star of energy. The condensation of the aura realm that should be done by everyone, but not with him. Mockery and pitying glances, made Akara annoyed and even more determined. "To hell with talent, to hell with destiny! I will have the title of the strongest aura master no matter what! All of that is not because of talent, but with hard work and a mature strategy. You who are considered talented geniuses, I will make you unable to resist me! I will make my own destiny! Even if I have to fight against God, I will do it and I will surpass him!" Emotional words from a child, but not a mere bluff. They don't know who he really is. The person who is even feared by a God. The past and the future he can control easily. Then why is he in this world? Who is he really who is now only considered trash? The Dragon God Ruler, not only the leader of the Dragons, but also the Dragon Gods whose existence is feared in various universes.

Adrian hurried to shake his head. “I swear I didn't do it! I would never hit Layla," He turned to his wife. "Tell him, Layla, tell the truth! Why are you even doing this to me?” Layla looked up with teary, mischievous eyes. "Officers, that bastard threatened to kill me if I kept on insisting that he sign the divorce papers," Her sobbing grew louder. "I'm tired of this abusive marriage. Adrian is a monster!” "Officers, what are you still doing when you should be arresting this murderer?!" Adrian froze immediately as his body recognized that voice. He turned around slowly to stare into the burning eyes of his long-lost brother, Ryan. What?! Ryan was back after all these years? Not only that, he had called the police on him? Great news or terrible news? ****** Adrian's once perfect life comes crashing down when Layla, the woman he loved and cherished so much orchestrated a lie to throw him into jail due to the return of her ex boyfriend, Ryan. After enduring abuses and maltreatment in jail, Adrian is set free on bail by his wealthy grandfather. Now he is the richest man in the country with a net worth of over ten trillion dollars. Would he let his enemies go scot-free or would he make them pay?

She slipped off the engagement ring, her voice cold. “You’ll never be the man I need,” she said, walking out and leaving me broken. Years later, as I stood successful and untouchable, she begged for my help. My heart ached, but I turned away. “You made your choice,” I whispered.

It was just another day at my high school until an accidental encounter led to the demise of the Demon Lord. Yes, I'm responsible for that. Now, I find myself bound to him, burdened with an outrageous task that only a madman would consider. My dreams of becoming the strongest Hunter Monarch, equipped with the finest system, and uncovering the whereabouts of my missing father, will have to be set aside for now. My current priority is to rid the world of Demon-possessed humans. However, it's far from easy. Ever since I acquired the powers of the Demon Lord, my head carries a substantial bounty, making me the target of countless Hunters worldwide. To add to the chaos, there are other mysterious parties pursuing me, particularly their enigmatic leader who seems to have information about my Dad's disappearance. My name is Jin Wrack, and at the mere age of 17, I bear an immense responsibility. This ordeal will unfold as a battle royale, or rather, a 'Hunters Royale,' pitting me and my allies against the rest of the world. The outcome is uncertain. Will I emerge victorious, or will the combined might of my enemies overwhelm me? Only time holds the answer. ............................................................................

No, this can't be the end, I've worked so hard to get to my current level, I refuse to accept this result. I can't go down without a fight!' Drake kept saying in his mind as he slowly crawled towards the door that will take him directly to his base. «Ding! Does player 439237 (Drake) wish to obtain the Power Level Card? Y/N» A notification popped up on his interface and he surprised as well as delighted. This was exactly what he needed right.. a boost. “Yes!” «Ding! Power Level Card obtained in 3.. 2.. 1.. Good luck!» 'Good luck?' And then everything went white. What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? What would you do when you realize that you have not only become an NPC — you have been thrown back in time before the game even launched! What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? Drake was a professional game leveler before his transmigration. Now he's inside the game, with no tools, a level zero and literally the armies of the opponents are out to kill him. A fun game, just became a Kill or be Killed. One Man stands against an entire Galaxy. “Be it the Germinal, the Six Nations, or even the entire Galaxy itself.. nothing an no one will stop me from getting back home.. I, Drake Michaelson, will stand my ground against all who hunt me.” GALAXY: ONE AGAINST ALL.

I looked Human. There was no difference between me and some random person passing by at a glance. But I would never dare to go into a city or even close for that matter. I don't want the blood detectors to ring and bring my life to a tragic end after all. I had believed that life to continue, of hiding from the masses in fear of my blood being detected as one of the filthy, but my life lived in fear changed as I looked up at the screen that suddenly popped up in front of me. I realized why the filthy are hunted. And became the filthiest for my wifey and little sister.

“In a frantic rush, Armand made his way to the parking lot, jumping into the car and speeding off. On the highway, anxiety gripped him as he glanced in the rearview mirror, spotting Carl aggressively tailing him. A sense of foreboding washed over Armand, and a realization hit him – he might not live to see the next day. In a moment of desperation, he cried out, "I pray someone avenges me and brings the Smiths down!" A deep, resonant voice echoed, "You will avenge yourself." Armand, bewildered, scanned his surroundings. "Who was that?" he asked, but before he could get an answer, Carl's car slammed into him. Armand lost control, swerving into the oncoming lane. In the blink of an eye, an incoming trailer collided with his car. On that day, the 30th of March 2024, Armand Grey died.” After years of being used, humiliated, cheated, and divorced, Armand Grey was ultimately killed by those he loved. However, the universe gave him a second chance at life. The god of time gave him a year, and Armand Grey returned with one mission in mind.