Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage!

This is my story. I'm Elvar Sagara. That afternoon, I went to the mall to find a Halloween festival costume. I was just browsing. But I found something… weird. A horned mask and an outfit that looked familiar, like my favorite comic book character, so I bought it. When I got home, I tried it on immediately. The outfit fit me perfectly. The mask… was creepy. But cool. I stood in front of the mirror, and for some reason, I started acting. I folded my arms across my chest. My body stood tall. In a loud voice, I shouted: “Hahaha! I am the true Demon King! I will lead you all! HAHAHA!” My laughter grew louder. Ridiculous? Yeah. But I was totally getting into the role. Then… I blinked. The moment my eyelids opened, I was in a vast hall. Surrounded by terrifying creatures. Demons. They were all bowing to me. My laughter still hadn't stopped. But my heart nearly stopped. Strangely, I kept acting. I knew… if I stopped, if I took off this mask and admitted I was just a regular human I’d probably be killed on the spot. So… What am I supposed to do now?

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

After all the children at the orphanage where he lived were killed, Gerald fled aimlessly. That was when a gate appeared in the city, spewing monsters that attacked humans. Instead, humans awakened new abilities to fight those monsters. Except for Gerald, because he died. When everyone gained power, Gerald became the first human to die from this disaster. But when he opened his eyes, he was reborn in a new world. A very different world from the earth. [Congratulations!] [You have been reincarnated as disaster] [Reward: Promoted as Creator] [Destroy all the worlds and you can recreate the world. Your own world your own rules!] [Include: Resurrect the dead] A system appeared. He got the chance to create the world he wanted. However, the man who killed his family suddenly appeared in this new world. How could he exist in this world? That man approached baby Gerald and took something from him. [WARNING!] [YOUR DISASTER CORE HAS BEEN STOLEN!]

BLURB/DESCRIPTION I never asked to be born a mistake. My whole life, I was the kid nobody wanted—the one they whispered about, the one they shoved into corners and hoped would disappear. My father pretended I didn't exist. My stepmother made sure I knew I was trash. My half-siblings treated me like a servant in my own home. And then there was Emma—my girlfriend, or so I thought. Until I came back from a trip to find her wearing my half-brother's ring. They threw me out with nothing. No money. No home. No future. But then my phone buzzed. One message. One number I'd never seen before. And suddenly, ten billion dollars appeared in my account. Turns out, I'm not nobody. I'm the grandson of Richard Blackwell—the richest man in the world. The man I never knew existed. The man who just made me his only heir. Now I have the power. The money. The name. And everyone who ever looked down on me? They're about to find out what happens when the boy they called worthless becomes the man they can't touch.

This is a story of betrayal, revenge and most of all, mystery. For the longest time, all I've ever known was... Darkness. I was born and brought up in a family of royals, in a world of thorns and scorn, hate and greed, lies and betrayal, selfishness and parasitism. It wasn't easy surviving on my own but I found my way, in the shadows where I belonged. Many would envy and seek out my lifestyle because it appeared luxurious, and glorious even but it really wasn't. I was trapped in a neverending fight for control and most of all, my life only to see my death encroach slowly, to the point I started having nightmares about it. I was even abandoned by my own father. Well... It didn't matter. Because at the end of the day, I survive in between the light and darkness. I survive... In the shadows.

'Waah......waaah' My baby was crying tremendously and here I was thinking what was happening there. "It's ok child .Everything is going to be alright, The bitter seeds that I have sowed .I would not let you cut them in my instead ,that's my promise to you" Suddenly the horse slipped and I fell to the ground with my child intact. I mumble to myself "Is this what we call karma but still I must protect you .I Immediately left the horse and tearing the magic scroll .I whispered 'The Catholic Temple' "Bring that child to me," said Patricia, the Highest priest in rank. As he holds my child with care in both hands a question arises in his mind "What name do you like to give him? He is your son. It's wise if you give him a name." . I took a last glimpse afterwards,I turned my back against him before murmuring with an uneven heart."I always desire to call him Ryaniar ." I have been running Goddess. I have been running a lot from my destiny till my sister to the handmaiden. Everybody has been sacrificed against my bad fortune .It even did not let the white witch unstained. So how come I dared to fantasise a future that's very bricks was served by uncountable baits. If you are reading this letter then . At least I can entrust his safety to you. Please save my child in this life. Your deceased Isabella Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mint_malimilkain10001/

Anger, hatred, sorrow, grief, despair. Who would have thought that my happy-go-lucky life would turn out like this within a day? My parents, dead. My family abandoned me. The world ostracized and treaded over me. The Goddess- cold, strong, and against me. And finally, my weak self, the only potential-less in the world of overwhelming Potential-bearers. Just one step and everything would be over... or so I thought. My Discord ID- Elixer_Yuu#5328 The credit for the cover goes to... I don't know who it is. Anyway, if you are the artist, contact me and I will give you the credit.

After my wife's family found out that Grandpa gave his inheritance to me, they immediately made a cunning plan to put me in prison, I thought my life would be ruined and rot behind bars without being able to take revenge, but in prison I found my true identity, I turned out to be the heir to a world-class conglomerate. I will not let them go, this burning grudge must be completely vented, their destruction is the goal of my life.

My girlfriend betrayed me for a rich man, mocking me as worthless trash. Beaten down and humiliated, I thought my life was over, until a stranger called to say I was the heir of the world’s most powerful family. My pocket money? A card with 100 million inside. I thought it was a scam… until I checked the balance. It was real. That same voice called again: he was my butler. The family had already chosen seven stunning fiancées for me, and if I wanted the full inheritance, I had to marry them all. From abandoned loser to billionaire heir with seven breathtaking brides-to-be… and just when my wedding banquet lit up the city, my ex came crawling back. I only spared her a glance, then turned away forever.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT.. THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+... When Greg opened his eyes in a strange bed in a world not his own, he expected confusion, not a glowing screen that labeled him as a “Host.” But the system that bound itself to him wasn’t one of swords, spells, or cultivation it was something far more dangerous. The Lust System rewards desire. Each act of intimacy, every temptation indulged, every line crossed earns Greg "lust points" points that can heal wounds, unlock powers, and strengthen his body. But not all missions are equivalent with each other. The more dangerous, taboo and evil the act, the higher the reward from the system. When even looking into the healer’s eyes is labeled “average danger,” Greg realizes this isn’t just a game. Each mission tests not only his performance he did but also his rezilient. Will he use the system to grow stronger, or will he turn to something unrecognizable ? Caught up between survival, confusion, and evil deeds, Greg must walk between a line of man and monster in a world where temptation can kill mean weakness of man.