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Billions of people across Earth were suddenly consumed by a golden divine light. When the light faded, humanity was shocked to find itself standing in a strange and terrifying new world—The Eterna God Domain. A realm where gods, angels, monsters, and ancient civilizations wage endless wars for supremacy. In this world of chaos and divinity, a chosen few are blessed by some gods and higher beings—becoming their Apostles, wielders of divine power and instruments of their god’s will. Among them was Zayne, an underground fighter chosen by Archangel Michael, the Supreme Commander of Heaven’s Host—the Archangel of Judgement, Order, and War. Bestowed with the Eternal grade talent [Divine Paragon], Zayne must rise above mortals, monsters, and even gods themselves to survive the Eternal God Domain… In a world ruled by divine will, can a man who believes in nothing become Heaven’s executioner?

"Tick, Tick, Tick... Dead." The sound of death by just waiting for it to come... Sad, it seems. Neal Kirkstoic, a Doctor who cures the sick using death. His motives aren't intentional but that what it ended up as his job with a history known for being an executioner and the right-arm of the Secret Service. "Is it really worth dying for my success? Am I a bad person? My medicine is nothing to be proud of from a man who only knows how to create death-inducing medicine for execution. But working behind the lines, I can do that." May death be my punishment... For Vol. 3 onwards. Same world new death... Let's see how the new kid will do in this continuation of the family. A new threat comes to the new kid and it seems to be a familiar face... "I may not be the 'Neal Kirkstoic', but let's see what if I can do to be his successor."

Qin Hao, a young man who had been battling a terminal illness, found himself in the most unexpected of circumstances when he awakened a mysterious system. This system granted him an extraordinary gift – the ability to alter his appearance and disguise himself as anyone he chose. With this newfound power, he became more than a mere mortal; he became a shapeshifter, capable of transforming into any individual he desired. Driven by the injustice he had witnessed throughout his life, Qin Hao assumed a role he never dreamt of – he appointed himself judge, jury, and executioner. No longer confined by his physical limitations, he set out on a quest to deliver justice to the wicked souls that had managed to elude the law. His mission was clear – he would harvest the life and soul of those who had spread evil and chaos, ensuring they faced their well-deserved fate. With each wicked individual he encountered, Qin Hao's sense of purpose deepened. Yet, his actions came at a cost. Each collected soul that he absorbed into himself not only granted him renewed strength but also connected him to the darkness he sought to eradicate. He could feel the sinister weight of their sins and the torment of their past deeds seeping into his very being. Despite the heavy burden he carried, Qin Hao remained resolute, for he knew that the collected souls provided him with something invaluable – the chance to revive his failing body functions. The terminal illness that had once threatened to take him away from this world now faced an opponent as relentless as fate itself. As the wicked on the loose learned of their impending judgment, an eerie and palpable tension settled over the city. They whispered fearful tales of the shapeshifter, a vengeful force determined to cleanse their world of darkness. Each night, the air was thick with uncertainty, and the once-dreaded shadows now bore a haunting presence, as if they were sentient witnesses to the shapeshifter's relentless pursuit. One by one, the wicked would meet a strange death, their fates sealed by a force beyond comprehension. It was a chilling reminder that even in the face of adversity and impending mortality, justice could find its way through the most enigmatic of avenues. Qin Hao's transformation from a mere mortal to an enigmatic figure, guided by his unyielding sense of justice, was a tale that intrigued and bewildered the masses. And so, the legend of the shapeshifter began to spread, a tale of hope for the oppressed and a warning for the malevolent.

A thousand years ago, an entire clan was erased in the Northern Doomsday Blast. Everyone believed they were extinct. They were wrong. Now, the Hell Hunting System has reopened. Four great clans, driven by greed, send their finest hunters to compete for the title of Official Blood Hunter. But the System cares nothing for honor. The weak become prey. The strong only live longer to kill more. From frozen snow and rotting corpses, one survivor crawled back. Zhen — the cursed son of the North. He never studied tactics in the prestigious Oliga Academy. He knows no etiquette of official hunts. He only knows one rule: hunt or be hunted. The Hell Hunting System chose him early. Not as a reward — but as a weapon of slaughter. Because to Zhen, there is no mercy. Only survival. Only the hunt.

Justice died the day they walked free. When his younger sister became the victim of a group of wealthy and influential individuals, the evidence was clear, the witnesses were present, and the truth was undeniable. Yet the court declared them innocent. Protected by money, power, and connections, they escaped punishment while his sister's life was destroyed. Unable to bear the pain and humiliation, she took her own life. Days later, his mother suffered a fatal heart attack after learning the verdict. In a single month, he lost everything. The law had failed. The system had failed. Humanity had failed. Years later, a mysterious organization known as Society's Executioner emerges from the shadows. Their targets are criminals, bullies, corrupt politicians, judges, and powerful figures who escaped justice through wealth and influence. Every operation is broadcast live. Every accusation is backed by evidence. Every secret is exposed before the eyes of millions. As public support grows and the nation's faith in the legal system crumbles, the masked leader behind the organization becomes both a symbol of hope and a symbol of fear. To some, he is a hero. To others, he is a monster. But when the line between justice and vengeance begins to blur, one question remains: Who will judge the executioner? When the system protects the guilty, justice goes live.

#WSA CONTEST 2026 DING! [Welcome to Eryia.] Betrayed. Framed. Erased. After sacrificing his life to save a child, Mesh awakens in a world on the brink of extinction — a world ruled by magic, demons, and war. Reborn as Ethan Cole, a 7-year-old noble, he awakens a forbidden class: [Executioner – Hybrid Magic/Demonic System User] In a world where demons slaughter humanity, Ethan gains power by executing them… but every kill slowly erodes his humanity. To survive the Magic Academy. To protect what he never had. To never be betrayed again. He will become the blade the world fears. Even if it means becoming something no longer human.

Karmic Abyss: The Smiling Executioner In the decaying industrial city of Grimveil, suffering is a currency—and the poor are born in debt. Kael Veyron lost everything to corruption. His father was publicly executed after exposing the city’s elites, while his mother succumbed to despair soon after. Left alone in a city ruled by violence, gangs, and merciless debt collectors, Kael survives each day with nothing but exhaustion and quiet hatred. Until the night he dies. Moments after his brutal murder, a mysterious crimson symbol burns across his arm, awakening an ancient power known as the Executioner’s Seal. > “Karmic Debt confirmed.” “Suitable vessel detected.” “Executioner Protocol initializing…” Kael returns from death as a collector of sin—an existence feared even by monsters. Now able to see the hidden “Karmic Debt” carried within human souls, Kael is dragged into a terrifying world where pain becomes power, suffering gathers interest, and every sin demands payment. But the deeper he descends into the Abyss, the more humanity he loses. As corrupt nobles, cults, false gods, and ancient executioners emerge from the shadows, Grimveil begins to realize a horrifying truth: The smiling boy they once ignored… has become something far worse than revenge. Because in the Abyss— mercy is weakness. And the more you suffer… the higher the interest.

Once upon a time, In the Kingdom of Draxia, there lived a boy named Rikkard. His life was one of ease and peace. He never had to worry about anything or anyone. The life he lived was one where he was in complete control. Until something happened to uproot that calm life. Now the boy must travel the kingdom in order to find answers to questions that were hidden from him all his life. All the while, something follows him. Something familiar. Something... dark. I upload on every other day. If you want more chapters: 10 ps = chapter the following day 20 ps = double upload the following day *Art is from Shinoa_ghoul on Pinterest.com

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"