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(WARNING: This story is heavily anime inspired. This story takes inspiration from other stories. I DO NOT take credit for any of their works, or ideas. This story is my own original work of art, but was created with both my ideas, and the inspiration from various anime, video games, and movies. The hope is that if you like my story, then perhaps you may give these other stories a chance as well. I edit my own story, so certain parts may change. As I continue to write, I will begin to notice more and more errors and inconsistencies. Please bare with me, as I am always trying to fix such errors. Thank you for your support) Our story takes place on the planet Sarina, where a major conflict is on the horizon. After overpopulating Earth, the humans had no choice but to move to another planet for extra living capacity. Because of the difference in gravity in the two planets, special living accommodations had to be made. This planet also had vast resources that could be used for technological advances. In addition, the effect of having less gravity made the humans able to think and do more. They began to advance in all sorts of weaponry, AI, and mental capacity. They began to think of endless possibilities, and if everything they knew was really what it seemed to be. With all of these advances, the human race looked to be more prosperous than ever. However, there is always bound to be some sort of conflict among humans. And that conflict came in the form of revolution. Tired from corrupt leaders using their power to make everyone but themselves poor, an uprising group called The Principality of Shirina, staged a violent coup. With promises to lead Sarina with peace, freedom, justice, and security, many followed their way. However, there were some, including the master of Shenrei Densetsu, Master Tazz, who would not stand idle for such a violent coup. When people began to speak out against them, they were violently executed. Believing his master to be dead, The Principality took in Shenrei, and turned him into a Shirinan. During this time, The Principality had done everything they could to stop anything related to the belief of the Sarlen, their only opposition. The Sarlen, a celestial race with a mix of human blood and pre human magic, powers come from the belief that they exist, thus they fade away if nobody is actively believing in them. With nobody left to oppose them, The Principality of Shirina (POS) have been able to rule freely with little opposition. With all of their power and resources, they plan to work on new weaponry and continue to spread their influence of power. With Shenrei as the commanding officer of her military, The “Mistress of Evil” Shirina, believes that she has nothing to worry about. The legend of the ”Violet Shock” has instilled fear into all of those who even dare oppose The Principality. Unbeknownst to them, Shenrei has deep hatred for the entire family, and seeks revenge for the “death” of his master. After hearing of a great power in Wabba City, Lady Shirina sends Shenrei and some soldiers to go on a reconnaissance mission. With Shenrei wanting to indulge in his own ambitions, however, he simply leaves. However, the soldiers become reckless, and do things their own way. Despite the efforts of four friends by the name of Jin, Khan, Sonjo, and Skia’, they are entirely powerless to save Sarina. The Sarlen, up to this point, have been gone for millennia. Ever since The Principality had taken over, their life essence had been constantly waning. With their power regained, the Sarlen look to defend those who had forgotten them. Led by C, Ja’Skaar and Baron Hampton, they have declared war on The Principality. The battle for the fate and future for all of Sarina, has officially begun.

They called him the weakest. The coward. The loser. Muana died as a joke— shoved out a 4th floor window by his bullies during the zombie apocalypse. But death wasn’t the end. It was his evolution. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED: NECRO KING v1.0] [RACE CHANGE: HUMAN → UNDEAD LORD] Now he rises with crimson eyes, ice-cold skin, and a power that makes the dead kneel: NECRO DOMINATION. The zombies that terrorize Aizawl? They’re his army now. The bullies who killed him? They’ll beg for mercy. The government hunting him? They just declared war on a King. But power has a price. Every time he rages, he risks losing the last shred of his humanity. And the only person who still sees the boy he was... is the girl they’re holding hostage. In a world where humans become monsters, one monster will save it. By force. By fear. By any means necessary. Because the world already killed Muana once. Now, the Necro King will make it pay. #zombie #system #weaktostrong #antihero #kingdombuilding #revenge

After months being chased away by the church backed States and its Papal Armies, Soleir found himself between a rock and a hard place. Having been cornered by a massive army from the combined effort. There was no way out for him. Or so they thought. The genius necromancer had one last card up his sleeve. The most advanced Death Magic ever created by men. However... How could his magic have failed? All the years of careful planning leading up to this moment… The magic supposed to make him immortal... At least he now still has another chance. And this time, no man or god will be left standing on his path. Giving up his pride and masculinity, he goes by a new name: Necronomia Vladya Drakul - The princess of Wallakia. -------------------------------------------------------- Winner of Scribbly Anniversary V2. This novel was Exclusive to SH until April 2nd, 2021.

BOOK WILL ALWAYS BE FREE TO READ ON HERE BUT I MAY STUB THE EARLIER VOLUMES AND PUBLISH THEM ON KU LATER ON. BUT AGAIN THE STORY AFTER THAT WILL STILL BE FREE TO READ. BOOK ALSO AVAILABLE ON RR -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Holy Church decrees that all necromancers must burn at the stake. John Frost-Grip just hopes his skeletons can shovel enough snow to put the fires out. --- When Jack woke up in the frail body of a northern lord, his first thought wasn't about world domination. It was about surviving the week. Winter is howling, the local coal mine has collapsed, and his starving peasants are packing to flee into the frozen wasteland. Worse, Jack's new body is slowly freezing from the inside out due to an untamed Grey Core—a forbidden well of death magic. But Jack used to manage logistics, and he knows an untapped labor force when he sees one. The bones of his ancestors are just resting in the crypt, doing absolutely nothing. It’s time they earned their keep. Armed with a literal skeleton crew, Jack is going to kickstart an industrial revolution. He doesn't want an undead army to slay the living; he just wants them to mine coal, build runic greenhouses, and run a steel mill. But as a thriving, magically heated utopia rises in the harsh north, the greedy lords and holy crusaders of the south will come to claim it. Read Multiple Chapters ahead on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/DyingBug

In a world overrun by the Necro-Virus, ordinary teen Ted Harlan is bitten but doesn't turn. Instead, a mysterious System awakens inside him, turning him into the first Necrotic Host. With the ability to command the dead, Ted must hide his growing power from terrified survivors while using it to protect them from the ever-evolving hordes. Hunted by the ruthless Central Military Hub and its obsessive leader Marcus, Ted walks a dangerous line between savior and monster. As his legion grows and his Sovereign path unfolds, he must choose: Guardian, Conqueror, or Devourer. In the ruins of civilization, one boy will either become humanity's last shield... or its greatest threat.

In a world drowned by perpetual crimson twilight, humanity lives as expendable cattle behind the steel walls of the Iron Enclaves. Nineteen-year-old Lex Revilles was just another malnourished scavenger scavenger—until his team leader, Jax, padlocked a gate and threw him to a ravenous horde of Ghouls to act as a live distraction. Lex died screaming. But his story didn't end there. Deep inside the pitch-black warehouse, a scavenged artifact from the ancient Sanguine Court fused with the dark-green necrotic virus tearing through his veins. Inside his cold chest, his heart gave one final, violent thud before stopping permanently, triggering a glitching cosmic interface inside his brain: [CRITICAL EMERGENCY DETECTED.] [Detected: High-Density Necrotic Mutagen (Zombie Source).] [Detected: Pure Sanguine Origin Essence (Vampire Source).] [Initiating Paradigm Protocol: The Necro-Sanguine Balance.] [Welcome, Host Lex Revilles. You are the Apex Abomination.] Awakening with a unique dual system, Lex discovers a terrifying catch: he must maintain Perfect Equilibrium between the opposing gauges of zombie rot and royal vampire bloodlines. If his Necrotic Gauge hits 100%, he will rot into a mindless zombie. If his Sanguine Gauge hits 100%, his blood pressure will explode his dead cells. To survive and protect his sister from the Enclave's meat grinder, Lex must play a dangerous double game. Armed with infinite stamina, a body completely numbed to physical pain (Dead Man's Anesthesia), and armor-melting acid blades (Vile Infusion), Lex begins his dark, calculated ascent through the food chain. He isn't a hero. He isn't a savior. He is an absolute ghost inside humanity’s empire and a shadow sovereign to the undead. From the deepest sewer pipes to the luxurious high-society rings of the Citadel, everyone who built their throne on his blood will learn to bleed under his decree.

Years ago a rift to an evil dimension opened and the Dark Lord and his four generals waged war upon mankind. Monsters, death, War and plagues flooded the world. In order to combat the evil mankind prayed to the great Goddess of life an she heard their prayers blessing them with knowledge and power to gain magical abilities to fight back against the great evil, In a great battle between the Dark Lord fourth and strongest general and the Goddess of Life the general was defeated. Instead of killing him the Goddess granted mercy to him overwhelm by her compassion the General fell in love with the Goddess helping the Goddess champions rise up to defeat the Dark Lord an seal him and his three generals away, but before the General could finish sealing his Lord an brothers away the Dark Lord tried to kill the Goddess with one last attempt causing the General to sacrifice himself also sealing his powers away. 400 years later Eregn Blackwell is a low level Spellcaster with no power and is often look down upon an ridicule for his lack of magical abilities. After his father dissapeared leaving him a black Grimoire and a locked box giving him access to dark mystical power the very thing he needs to rise to the top, but will Eregn be able to overcome the dark curse of that very same power that could possibly destroy him and possibly the world.

Riley was once the strongest cultivator the world of Cikon had ever produced. A Necro-Tech Sovereign who reached the impossible SSS+ rank by fusing forbidden necromancy with relics of a lost, advanced civilization. Years before his rise to power, he struck a pact with Raeyon, an ancient skeletal death dragon, trading a piece of his future for strength beyond mortal limits. The price was simple and cruel: the stronger he became, the more of his humanity would burn away, until violence and rage threatened to consume the man underneath the power. Riley built a life worth protecting anyway. A family. A name. A best friend named Corvus, who stood beside him through every battle, every secret, every scar the dragon's curse carved into him. Then Corvus turned on him. In a single night, every member of Riley's family was slaughtered, and Riley himself was struck down by the one person he never thought to fear. He remembers the blood. He remembers the betrayal. He remembers the cold certainty that someone he loved had killed everyone he loved. What he does not remember is why, or how Corvus hid his true face for so long. Because the pact with Raeyon was already active, Riley's death did not end him. It reset him. He wakes up as Michael Alexander, a weak, broken young man on a crumbling estate, beaten down by a cruel groundskeeper on the morning of his twenty-first birthday. His body is fragile. His circumstances are humiliating. But his system is already awake. Life Monitor, the interface only Michael can see, boots up the moment his eyes open. Stat screens. Quest logs. Rank tiers climbing from D all the way to SSS. And the Necro-Multiplier that once made Riley a legend, now waiting to be rebuilt from nothing. Every monster he defeats and every soul he binds adds a permanent multiplier to his power. Every ancient tech relic he recovers lets him socket and combine those multipliers further, eventually pushing his strength toward numbers no cultivator in Cikon has ever measured. x100. x10,000. Beyond. He is not the same fragile body he started in for long. But the curse came back with him too. The stronger Michael grows, the more his humanity frays at the edges. Violence simmers just beneath his control, threatening fellow cultivators as easily as monsters when the rage takes him. People begin to whisper that whatever is wearing Michael's face might not be entirely human anymore. Into this danger walks Vexhila Jones. A powerful cultivator with no connection to Riley's past, who becomes Michael's partner, his equal in battle, and eventually the one person capable of anchoring him when the curse threatens to take everything he has left. Their bond grows into something neither of them expected. One that will, in time, do what no weapon or technique ever could: break the dragon's curse for good, and set Michael free to become who he truly chooses to be. Freed from the curse but never free of his past, Michael builds a reputation across Cikon, hunted, recruited, and feared by the great sects: the Glowing Days, the Time of the Rebellious, and the Living Age. He gathers tech relics from ruins guarded by horrors that defy explanation. He communes with beasts that other cultivators cannot begin to understand. He wields Zhacar, a shapeshifting weapon that bends from trident to sword to dagger to axe depending on the battle in front of him, growing more brutal and devastating with every level he climbs. But the question that started everything never goes away. Who was really inside Corvus the night he became a murderer, and why? Fragments of memory return through bound souls and ancient relics. Suspects rise and fall among allies and enemies alike. And Michael's hunt for the truth pulls him deeper into a war between sects, between domains, and eventually beyond the world of Cikon altogether, into Gizon, a realm of dangers that make his old enemies look like training dummies. As Michael's power climbs past anything Cikon has ever recorded, he unlock

For most of his life, Rio has lived on the home island of the kitsune. His kind has lived in peace, far from the chaos of the rest of the world. That was until on his tenth birthday, during a ceremony, the elders labeled him a demon. Unable to kill him, they forced him off the island, and into the hands of slavers. They sell him at an auction to a cruel and twisted dark elf, who finds ecstasy in torturing him. For two long years, Rio lived through a living nightmare at the hands of that man. Now free from him, Rio becomes the possession and obsession of a witch. He learns to wield the mysterious forces of magic, while he and his fellow slaves try to find a chance to escape from her grasp. But she has her own plans for Rio and guides him towards some mysterious purpose. What does she want from him? Can he break away from her and take control of his own path? Illia is a dark, and chaotic world filled with magic and monsters. The gods play their game of chess as the races of illia struggle to survive. The drums of war deafen the ears of the people, as kingdoms wage never-ending war across the realms. Can one soul shake the very foundations of the world?

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!