necron wraith

Some time in the future Humanity conquers death! life continues, on and on in the endless stretches of a virtual paradise called Elysium. or at least that's what the Brochures used to stay. Elysium was no different from Earth, the only difference is that with each new reincarnation, you get a chance to live differently, better, and a chance to achieve more with pieces of your memories from your old life intact. But Elysium needs balance, why? no one really knows. but to keep that balance the death classes were created, and any who comes to posses such class or the traits that come with it; gains the ability to deliver the (True Death) a fitting end to immortality and endless life. and as such people with these classes are feared and hated. Now Rezar is spawned in a prison mine to serve a sentence of all eternity and all reincarnations as a slave. and all for a crime he doesn't remember commiting but knows that he did, now forced to live based on consequences from a life he also doesn't remember. but he tries to look at the bright side, there's much to achieve........the only downside would be the fear people have for him, after all.........who would want to shake hands with the Son Of Death. The cover image is made by UFAN studios! https://discord.gg/aCbKJX permanent discord link. Please check out my other WSA novel Titan Rising Online: World Breaker

"From here on out, I'll only do what I want. What makes me Happy" After years at a dead-end job, Evian finally has enough and quits to pursue his passions but before he could even revel in his new freedom, tragedy struck and he became a creature of Decadence. Condemned to a life of devouring souls in exchange for strength, Evian is pulled out of the world he knew and made to possess the body of a namesake in a different world of Magic and all sorts of wonder. A world home to different races taking residency in their own separate corners of it. In this new world, Evian will find so many opportunities opened to him and it won't take long for him to begin to indulge in those opportunities. After all, Souls taste good but beauties- Beauties taste even better...

Wraith Macabre, one of the best occult detectives in the business & the only son to Mother Earth. With nothing but his keen eye & the help of his trusted hell hound Hex, they sniff out the most recent strange goings on in London Town. But when truly sinister forces begin plaguing London, will Wraith and his friends be enough to protect their beloved city? Only the secret war for London’s soul will tell. Novel by: David Thomas Illustration by: Felix Setiawan

The Immortal Empire: It was time to ascend the heavens and break free from heavens fate, to guard against and destroy the invading forces of the demons and gods, he looked upon the Heavens one last time before he turned to face his men. With his mind determined he said to his companions "Let us be rid of these parasites once and for all!" His younger brother took a step forward with passion in his eyes he yelled "For the Emperor!" the other Immortals bowed in agreement, they replied, " FOR THE EMPEROR!". As the Heavens churned above to strike down the one who would try and make the laws of Heaven and Earth kneel before him. The Heavens seemed to roar as they unleashed their wrath upon the world. In a realm far detached from the will of the heavens a beautiful elf with golden eyes, pale white hair and alabaster skin so fair one would believe him an angelic being. As he stood above the anvil staring at his creation, not with pride but disgust. "Another failure, come here and take this with the others and have them destroyed, send word and these gifts to Lord Kele'brimbor, I need his help". A young servant girl stepped forward taking the ring and placing in a silver box lined in runes with dozens of other failures. She placed the other gifts that were placed next to the anvil into her satchel noticing the extra weight from the black box that seemed as if there were tiny stars from the nights' sky placed upon it the servant girl bowed "Right away Lord Sauron." As she turned closing the silver box leaving the tower, there was a faint flash of green coming from a small crack in one of the runes and beneath the sound of a breeze, a light sigh could be heard. Disclaimer: contains Adult themes, sexual content, violence

I died in my world. Not peacefully of course, it was a shootout, like most of my life. Over there I was the Mob’s greatest enforcer. They killed my parents and turned me into a soldier, lying to me for years. Until I turned those skills on them. But death wasn’t the end unfortunately. I transmigrated into an alternate earth; one haunted by monsters, ruled by secret organizations, and crawling with things far worse than mobsters.  But in this world, I’m not even human.  I’m a Wraith, a ghost possessing my corpse in another world. But the rules don’t seem to work for me. I never stopped evolving. –—— Noah looked down at the Perfect Grimoire. “Huh? I never stopped gaining abilities.” [Void Ice creation] [Hellfire] [Culling voice] [Soul destruction]

It was a bone I noticed. (He may or may not be the master of the undead harem.) Japanese version: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n9829go/ My Twitter: https://twitter.com/kinoyama_en

In a Palace built on soot and lies, Queen Silver’s reign is a breathtakingly fragile mask. Surrounded by a Council plotting her downfall and a Consort trying to buy her empire, Silver strikes a lethal bargain with the city's darkest fringe. She commands the Wraith... a leather-clad phantom who moves with impossible speed and executes the Crown's enemies in the freezing rain. Together, they are weaving a flawless, bloody lie. But deception is a dangerous alchemy. As the political fires of London burn hotter, the intimate, electrifying friction between Silver and her nameless blade becomes the most volatile element of all.

In a world dominated by Hunters, Axel Martinz was the lowest of the lowest, being an E-ranker who only brought misfortune to others and himself. And one day, that misfortune caused him a horrific death full of despair and agony. The man who was hated by luck perished without achieving anything. He perished while suffering. And then. [Rage, hatred and will to become a slaughterer have been recognized.] [You have transcended death and have become a {Vengeful Spirit}] [You have taken the first step towards becoming the embodiment of death. You have gained the skills related to your new class.] [Congratulations. From now, your name shall be Yurei.] And thus, let the saga of revenge and slaughter unfold.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.