re-birth of a genius. creator/destroyer

A young boy who has trash cultivation talent, got a book which change his life. will he able to reach the peak of cultivation world, lets find out......

Alan Greyson was taunted by his in-laws and used as a show of shame for other wealthy people to laugh at. His wife was his only consolation but it didn't last long. She pressured Alan into a divorce agreement when he was looking battered on the hospital bed. Life offered him a chance at redemption when he received a call. One call turned out to be the moment his life changed for the better. He put his ex-in-laws to their feet but being the leader of a consortium, how far would he truly go to defeat his enemies? Could the vibrancy remain even after he found out the secret his father had been hiding for years?

The pursuit of knowledge and the pursuit of happiness. That’s all Dream ever wanted. As he grew up though, his naivety vanished and he found that the world was nothing more than a prison that would allow neither of those things. However, after giving himself up to the endless abyss expecting to disappear, he found himself awoken in a new world! Magic, skills, science, technology, and the secrets of the universe within his reach. Dream found everything he ever needed and wanted. he would go on to unintentionally dominate the lands with his unprecedented ability to fuse the world of the arcane with the world of science.

"Look into my eyes and say you never knew me." Vincent's voice was laced with pain as he spoke. And without a single change in her facial expression, Elizabeth went ahead to say it. "I can never know a pig in human form." She didn't spare the words that pierced through his heart. This is the story of Vincent, a young student once floating in fame until the eventual death of his father. All the properties of his father were taken away by his evil uncle and he was made to live in the street. And as though that was not enough, he caught his girlfriend cheating on him publicly with the school's billionaire prince, Richard, swearing that she never knew him. Vincent had his heart broken and when he thought that it was all over, fate beamed a bright light on him. It turned out that his father had seen the future and left the biggest consortium in the city in his name. He was no longer the poor student who would beg and do odd jobs just for a meal, he was now the most powerful person in the city. And all his enemies crumbling on their knees.

In this land and time, a prophecy came to be; A good witch who knew more than what she could see. Oh, the fates of the world she could tell thee— If it all did not end in catastrophe. The lore of the land became more and more unseemly When Augborough surrendered to the evils of the nobility. The powerful feasted in prosperity, While the people suffered the sovereignty. So, when the nobles bared their fangs against the prophesied three, Vengeance became their ultimate key; And as they oppose the lord's decree… Alas, only then shall they be truly free.

Families forge our most beautiful chains, and Devon Tomson’s chains are nearly broken. Turned out from his family and isolated from his friends, Devon is on the verge of homelessness. But when he meets a castaway prince, together they forge a continent-spanning bond of friendship that upsets the balance of power across two contents. It will take all their wits and courage to survive the manipulations of the powerful and the selfish, with the lives and futures of millions unknowingly hanging in the balance.

Revenge... That was her only motivation. To strike back against those who made her who she is today. To become their worst nightmare, She has spent every waking moment of her life preparing for this moment. However before she could even begin she discovers something else. The secrets that lay beneath the veil of reality. One of Magic. Will she use that newly found knowledge to reignite the spark of hope or stomp on its embers for good.

Struggling novelist Athena Morrison once thought life had nothing left to offer her. Living a reclusive lifestyle and trying to make ends meet while trying to make a name for herself as an author, she certainly had it hard enough. Coupled with extreme bouts of depression and constant threats with running from her dark past however, one can only go so far before something snaps. So in one stormy evening, plagued by the demons of her own making, she planned on ending it all.Before she was stopped by some unsuspecting maintenance crew.A fateful encounter, if she were to describe it. Change was coming to her life. Perhaps it was time to stop running, to try and take hold of her own destiny. A lot of things were happening in this city, money changing hands, deals being made; politics were being played and power constantly in flux. And while change is something to be feared, it was also something to be excited about. Athena only hoped that it was for the better.Bug me on Discord: https://discord.gg/NZA6JunBug me on Twitter: @FriedMokou

This is the story of how a powerless boy like him strives until he reaches his goals. Vincent Miles, a boy who only wanted to become a hero despite having no powers at all. He believes that if he's strong, people will acknowledge him as a hero, but that is not the case. One day, a terrible incident happened that made his grandfather decide to take him to the mountain and train him for ten long years. Training is over and Vincent went back down from the mountain to face every adversity just to save and protect lives. Now that he's strong, will he get the acknowledgement from the people for being a hero that he has been longing for? " May the power within you awaken only for heroism."

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]