the benevolent

Qin Feng was admitted to the hospital for an internship and unexpectedly obtained a world-class medical system. After three months, his usual life was changed. A family member of a deranged patient slits the doctor's throat with a knife. Her blood was splattered all over the floor, and it was serious. The injured is Deputy Director Chen Yuan-fang. At this time, the hospital could not find a suitable person to operate on her. It's about to miss the best first aid time! When everyone was helpless, a rescue that shocked them began. ...... I am a contract writer for China Literature (Yuewen). If you want to read the Chinese version, you can go to QiDian. It's more updated than the English version.

My name is Riveron. This is my story. Concubine-born, scorned by my own blood, probably forgotten by name. In my last life, I clawed through a slum. In this one, I claw through a noble cage. Two different lives. Same goddamn suffering. I was born into a MARTIAL WORLD, where emperors rule with iron fists, where blades split mountains, and the words of the weak meant nothing. But none of that mattered to me. I only wanted one thing: ESCAPE. Escape this house. And so I chose the quickest path: Imperial Scholar. Rise through merit. LEARN, climb, climb, and climb. It was a good plan. It should have worked. But I was blind to a much bigger plan brewing behind the curtains. The day I left home, I thought I’d reach the capital. Finally, to walk the path of the sages. Instead, I was AMBUSHED. THEY BROKE ME. Limbs shattered. Hope erased. Pride reduced to screams. I survived only by leaping into the sinkhole beneath the lake. And somehow… I SURVIVED. An angel saved me. But that wasn’t the only miracle. I awakened a system. For every gift I give, I can trigger a critical return. Is this my second chance? My shot at carving a throne into this world? Fate's gift, maybe? But Fate will regret it. I’ve killed before. I’ll kill again. I’ve conquered once. I’ll conquer more. Back on Earth, I rose from the dirt. But here, in this lawless world? There are no rules to bind me. No laws. No morals. No social media cancel culture. Only power. And power… that answers to me. I will rise. I will reign. I will live unbending once more. How different can this world be? ---------------------------------------------- System | Harem | Action | Adventure | World Building | Cultivation | System | Martial Arts | No Yuri | No NTR Warning: Coarse use of language/ Detailed Blood and Gore ---------------------------------------------- The cover picture is mine.

This is a story dedicated to all the soldiers who represent their country. This story is a dedication to all the officials in Army, who make us safe from threats from foreign countries. I salute every soldier to keep their citizens safe and sound

They call him a demon. But he remembers who the real monsters are. In a world where mercy is a weakness and the divine are more cruel than the damned, kindness is the rarest weapon of all—and the most dangerous to draw. Sirus died a human and woke as a nightmare. But in this rebirth, there are no "cheat codes." No system-granted divinity. No ancient mentor to guide his hand. There is only the cold, hard weight of a psychotic work ethic and a rage that could burn the heavens to ash. Why read this? The Death of the Hero: Forget the "power of friendship" or the "chosen one" destiny. Sirus isn't here to save the world; he’s here to survive it, even if he has to decapitate every god in his way. The Self-Made King: Witness a protagonist who loses everything and gains the world back through sheer, agonizing effort. He won't just destroy the empires of the cruel—he will tear them down and rebuild them in his own image. A World of Monstrous Truths: Explore a dark fantasy where humanity’s "goodness" is a mask for rot, and the only "benevolence" to be found is at the edge of a demon's blade. A Warning to the Faint of Heart This is not a hero's journey. This is a monster’s reign. If you seek a protagonist who debates morality while his enemies breathe, look elsewhere. If you want blood, chaos, and a king who earns his crown in the dirt, you have found your chronicle. Do you want blood, or do you want more? Warning Mature Content: This archive contains intense violence, gore, abuse, and the unapologetic use of strong language and mature humor. Viewer discretion is strictly advised (17+).

I'm not Grace Finley. I can't remember my actual name anymore. I'm afraid I might forget what my family looks like, I miss them. I need to go back to my life. I want to go back to my life. Forget my overnight Cinderella status, I'm a wife?! Who married me without my knowledge?! My husband, The Grand Prince, happens to be the richest, most feared and most admired man in all of Valoria. His harsh words don't match his kind gestures. And he has got quite a handsome face. Also, did I mention that he is popular despite being married? I won't be surprised if he happens to have a secret cult of admirers. As of now, my only way back seems to be the god of this world. So I first asked him politely, I truly was polite, I'm not lying! But with no reply to my polite inquires, I proceeded to commit blasphemy on my first public outing, and threatened to commit genocide but to no avail. At least tell me the reason for bringing me here, You damn god! I wasn't struck by lightning for my acts... I seriously don't want this privilege okay? As for the body I possessed... I don't know. The only onslaught I felt was the severe head and body aches after opening my eyes in this world. I didn't mind until I learned that I woke up from an incident that was an attempt to take my life but covered up as an accident. If only I could find the perpetrator, I would like to encourage them to make another attempt and cooperate as long as it is painless. No memories, People after my life, a family to look after and a kingdom to rule, I have never been this responsible in my entire life! Is this a punishment for living the privileged life of the youngest child in the family? I'm only nineteen for god sake! Let me live!

Dave is an architect, he led a good life before dying by falling pipes, killing him instantly. When he thought he was going to heaven. God told him. "You are going to hell" He was truly shocked. There is only one chance, so he did what he must do... Dave begged for forgiveness. Until God gave him a chance to redeem himself. It is to become the most Benevolent Ruler. And so Dave's journey started to beome the best and benevolent Ruler in the entire world!

"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory." What a brilliant line, isn't it? James was a boy who had nothing to worry about. A happy family, a nice childhood. What's more to ask? But one day, everything changed. He lost everything in the blink of an eye. The only thing left for him were the memories and dreams of the past. Trying to cope up with the loss, he cut all ties with the outside world and became a shut-in, having no one left to call his own or to rely upon. There was nothing left for him in this world, but still he lived and soon found a purpose in his life, which lead him to create something that could change the world. And on the very day when his dream project was about to come to the light, he lost his life, trying to save a little girl from an unfortunate accident.  "Will I ever be remembered...? I wish... someone would." These were the last word James mumbled before his conscious faded into darkness. But his life didn't end there, as he is transmigrated into the body of an arrogant, worthless Duke's son in some unknown land with no memories about who is or any idea about where he is. In an era of political turmoil and civil strife, the Duke's son is forced to prove his worth for inheriting the title. Will he be able to accept the new reality and prove himself by leading this country into a prosperous future? Or will he cease to the pressure of his past and lose everything once more? ------------------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: This is not a power-fantasy or a 'feel-good' story. If you feel a protagonist should never lack agency (especially in early story) or make compromises because of difficult circumstances, then this fiction is probably not for you. It is a story that delves deep into real world sociological/psychological subjects and explores many topics of gray morality. I wrote it because I like stories that make me think more about the world around us, not to detach myself from reality. Some aspects you can expect based on the tags include: - [Kingdom Building]: political drama, geopolitical/geoeconomic strategy - [Army Building]: massive battles featuring in-depth planning, combined arms, and operational logistics - [Identity Crisis]: someone translated into a whole different world having to rebuild their identity and life aims ------------------------------------------------------------------ At least try 40 chapters before leaving. The story starts off slowly, more like a slice of life than action-adventure, but I guarantee you it will get there. For those who want to skip the slow part, start from Chapter - 35 (Beginning of The End) (The whole Disclaimer section is copied from Aorii as I am too busy writing the complete story.) And yes, just for General Knowledge, James will become OP throughout the story. He is not some legendary guy who will pull out Excalibur & conquer the entire world. Update Schedule - One chapter a day. Message me on discord if you have some marvellous idea about my novel - thedefector#3548 And again, I humbly thank you for reading it. I hope you stick throughout the journey.

After dying a lonely, unjust death in the modern world, Alaric Veyron awakens in a realm of magic and monsters—reborn not as a man, but as a Lich, an undead creature feared and hated by all. Now known as Azrael, he carries not the malice of death, but the quiet empathy of one who has suffered too much. With no master to control him and no chains to bind his will, he chooses a path no Lich has ever taken—mercy. In a world where humans hunt the undead and monsters are slaughtered without thought, Azrael decides to do the unthinkable: Build a sanctuary. For the outcasts. For the cursed. For those abandoned by light and hunted by darkness. With every step, the world calls him a villain. But to the forgotten, he becomes a king. Thus begins the reign of The Dark Monarch—not of terror, but of benevolence. ---

In a war-torn world called Gehenna, three powerful deities—Gaelix, Morta, and Lunara—observe the chaos brought by demons who have granted mortals power without hard work. As the world spirals into darkness, Gaelix and Morta prepare to abandon it, deeming it beyond saving. However, Lunara still believes there is still a chance for redemption. Despite the overwhelming odds, Lunara proposes an unorthodox plan: to summon a mortal from another world to become a beacon of hope for Gehenna. This mortal, Rex, is not a warrior or a mage, but a kind-hearted human whom Lunara has watched over for years. She believes his unwavering compassion, even in the face of adversity, makes him the ideal candidate to restore light to the hearts of Gehenna's inhabitants. Reluctantly, Gaelix and Morta agree to help Lunara, though they warn her of the great personal cost. Together, they channel their powers to summon Rex, who arrives bewildered and disoriented in this new world. Despite his confusion, Rex agrees to take on the monumental task, driven by his innate desire to help others. As Rex steps into the world of Gehenna, the realm's fate hangs in the balance. With the gods' support and his inner strength, Rex embarks on a journey to reignite the forgotten light within humanity, challenging the demon's dominance and reigniting the last hope for a world on the brink of ruin.

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