virgil van dijk statue

Many people wish to be transported to another world, beautiful women, supernatural powers, adventures and the list continues. But what happens when you are born in a place where almost everyone see you as a tool, which turned out to be useless for their purposses. Falling into the depths of despair after losing what he cared for the most, the unmistakable sound of a notification changed his destiny and the one of all the planes of existence, but was it for the good... or not? "The host's current body is too shitty for the system, physical reformation in progress", "physical reformation complete, as a one time reward for surviving the host might ask the system for a wish". Follow Daimon on his journey through a world where the existences called "Gods" are only higher ranked mages. ------------------------------------ Achievement rewards: 300 power stones= 1 extra chapters (The reward chapters will be posted on the week, on a random day) ----------------------------------- If You like monsters folklore and cute girls then be my guest ----------------------------------- The cover is not mine, so all the credit for the right owner ----------------------------------- The story will have a lot of dark elements so if you don't have stomach for that then I suggest you to leave, oh also i'm quite a pervert myself so be prepared for that (NO NTR). ---------------------------------- Finally, enjoy the story and if you like it please do support me with your golden tickets, power stones and reviews they will help me a lot.

Birçok insan başka bir dünyaya taşınmak ister; güzel kadınlar, doğaüstü güçler, maceralar ve liste uzayıp gider. Ancak neredeyse herkesin seni bir araç olarak gördüğü, amaçları için işe yaramaz çıkan bir yerde doğduğunda ne olur? En çok değer verdiği şeyi kaybettikten sonra umutsuzluğun derinliklerine düşen kahramanımız, bir bildirim sesinin kaderini ve tüm varoluş düzlemlerinin kaderini değiştirdiğini fark eder, ama bu iyi mi oldu... yoksa kötü mü? "Kullanıcının mevcut bedeni sistem için çok kötü durumda, fiziksel yenilenme süreci başlatılıyor", "fiziksel yenilenme tamamlandı, hayatta kalmayı başardığı için kullanıcı bir defalık ödül olarak sistemden bir dilek dileyebilir". Daimon'ın "Tanrılar" olarak adlandırılan varlıkların sadece üst düzey büyücüler olduğu bir dünyada geçen yolculuğunu takip edin. ------------------------------------ Başarı ödülleri: 300 güç taşı = 1 ekstra bölüm (Ödül bölümleri hafta içinde, rastgele bir günde yayınlanacaktır) ----------------------------------- Eğer canavar folklorunu ve sevimli kızları seviyorsanız buyurun gelin ----------------------------------- Kapak bana ait değil, tüm hakları sahibine aittir ----------------------------------- Hikâye birçok karanlık öğe içerecek, bu nedenle buna dayanamıyorsanız ayrılmanızı öneririm, ayrıca kendim de oldukça sapığım bu yüzden hazırlıklı olun (ALDATMA YOK). ---------------------------------- Son olarak, hikâyeden keyif alın ve beğenirseniz lütfen altın biletleriniz, güç taşlarınız ve yorumlarınızla beni destekleyin, bunlar bana çok yardımcı olacaktır.

Mucha gente desea ser transportada a otro mundo, mujeres hermosas, poderes sobrenaturales, aventuras y la lista continúa. Pero ¿qué pasa cuando naces en un lugar donde casi todo el mundo te ve como una herramienta, que resultó ser inútil para sus propósitos? Cayendo en las profundidades de la desesperación tras perder lo que más le importaba, el inconfundible sonido de una notificación cambió su destino y el de todos los planos de la existencia, pero ¿fue para bien... o no? "El cuerpo actual del anfitrión es una mierda para el sistema, reforma física en proceso", "reforma física completada, como recompensa única por sobrevivir, el anfitrión puede pedirle un deseo al sistema". Sigue a Daimon en su viaje por un mundo donde las existencias llamadas "Dioses" son solo magos de rango superior. ------------------------------------ ----------------------------------- Si te gusta el folclore de monstruos y las chicas lindas, bienvenido seas ----------------------------------- La portada no es mía, así que todo el crédito para su respectivo dueño ----------------------------------- La historia tendrá muchos elementos oscuros, así que si no tienes estómago para eso, te sugiero que te vayas. Ah, y yo mismo soy bastante pervertido, así que prepárate para ello (NO NTR). ----------------------------------

Muitas pessoas desejam ser transportadas para outro mundo, mulheres bonitas, poderes sobrenaturais, aventuras e a lista continua. Mas o que acontece quando você nasce em um lugar onde quase todos te veem como uma ferramenta, que se revelou inútil para seus propósitos. Caindo nas profundezas do desespero depois de perder o que mais lhe importava, o som inconfundível de uma notificação mudou seu destino e o de todos os planos da existência, mas foi para o bem... ou não? "O corpo atual do hospedeiro é uma merda para o sistema, reforma física em andamento", "reforma física completa, como uma recompensa única por sobreviver, o hospedeiro pode pedir um desejo ao sistema". Siga Daimon em sua jornada por um mundo onde as existências chamadas "Deuses" são apenas magos de ranque superior. ----------------------------------- A história terá muitos elementos sombrios, então se você não tem estômago para isso, sugiro que pare por aqui, ah, e eu também sou bem pervertido, então esteja preparado para isso (SEM NTR). ----------------------------------

Viele Menschen wünschen sich, in eine andere Welt versetzt zu werden, schöne Frauen, übernatürliche Kräfte, Abenteuer und die Liste geht weiter. Aber was passiert, wenn du an einem Ort geboren wirst, an dem dich fast jeder als Werkzeug ansieht, das sich für ihre Zwecke als nutzlos erwiesen hat. In die tiefste Verzweiflung gestürzt, nachdem er das verloren hatte, was ihm am wichtigsten war, veränderte das unverkennbare Geräusch einer Benachrichtigung sein Schicksal und das aller Ebenen der Existenz, aber war es zum Guten ... oder nicht? "Der aktuelle Körper des Wirts ist zu beschissen für das System, physische Umformung im Gange", "physische Umformung abgeschlossen, als einmalige Belohnung für das Überleben kann der Wirt das System um einen Wunsch bitten". Folge Daimon auf seiner Reise durch eine Welt, in der die Existenzen, die "Götter" genannt werden, nur höherrangige Magier sind. ----------------------------------- Wenn du Monster-Folklore und süße Mädchen magst, dann bist du hier genau richtig ----------------------------------- Das Cover ist nicht von mir, also gebührt alle Anerkennung dem rechtmäßigen Eigentümer ----------------------------------- Die Geschichte wird viele düstere Elemente enthalten, also wenn du dafür keinen Magen hast, schlage ich vor, du liest nicht weiter. Oh, außerdem bin ich selbst ziemlich pervers, also sei darauf vorbereitet (KEIN NTR). ----------------------------------

Beaucoup de gens souhaitent être transportés dans un autre monde, avec de belles femmes, des pouvoirs surnaturels, des aventures et la liste continue. Mais que se passe-t-il lorsque vous naissez dans un endroit où presque tout le monde vous considère comme un outil, qui s'est avéré inutile à leurs fins. Sombrant dans les profondeurs du désespoir après avoir perdu ce qui lui était le plus cher, le son incontestable d'une notification a changé son destin et celui de tous les plans d'existence, mais était-ce pour le bien... ou non ? "Le corps actuel de l'hôte est trop merdique pour le système, reformation physique en cours", "reformation physique terminée, en récompense exceptionnelle pour avoir survécu, l'hôte peut demander un vœu au système". Suivez Daimon dans son voyage à travers un monde où les existences appelées "Dieux" ne sont que des mages de rang supérieur.

Elias "Grim" Kingsley, a nine-year-old orphan with a hardened heart and sharp tongue, dies alone from pneumonia in an overcrowded orphanage. Known for his perpetual scowl and biting remarks, he's labeled a "problem child" by caretakers and "damaged goods" by potential adopters. Years of rejection have built thick armor around his young heart. In death, he encounters the God of Balance who offers him a second chance at life in a different world—this time as Grim Van Ambrose, son of a noble house. Balance explains that every soul deserves to know love and connection, something Elias was cruelly denied in his first life. Promised the family and belonging he never experienced, Grim begins his new life only to suffer an immediate tragedy: his mother dies moments after his birth. This cruel twist of fate reinforces his belief that loss is inevitable, leaving him with a distant father and the mysterious voice of a "Guidance Assistant" in his head. As Grim grows into his new identity, he struggles with his dual nature—the emotional scars of his past life bleeding into his present one. His difficult personality and sharp tongue remain, now paired with noble privilege and expectations. Despite his outward brashness, he carries the deep wounds of his first life and the fresh loss that welcomed him into his second. What begins as one orphan's second chance evolves into an epic journey through a world of ancient beasts, elemental magic, and deadly political intrigue. As Grim uncovers the truth about the Ambrose Clan's fall from grace and the conspiracy that framed them for treason, he faces increasingly dangerous adversaries—both human and monstrous. His quest for revenge against those who destroyed his family's legacy will challenge him to master forbidden techniques, forge unexpected alliances, and ultimately decide whether to rebuild the Ambrose Clan as it was, or transform it into something entirely new. In a realm where power determines survival and ancient secrets lurk beneath noble facades, Grim must learn that sometimes the greatest battles aren't fought with swords, but with the choices that define who we truly are.

[Detecting the birth of a new god... Data traction in progress] [Alert! Intrusion detected: %*#... Data traction interrupted] [Divine Revelation Protocol activated. Initiating emergency replication. The Legion of Judges has been dispatched...] [1%... 5%... 33%... 99%] [Replication complete!] [Rebooting and reconstructing the world...] … Becoming a god feels like a grand deception. Instead of ascending to the heavens, you awaken inside a mere clay idol. You have become a god—yet only the weakest, most nameless one. You don't even have a body of your own. [Detecting host awakening... Binding process initiated] [Binding complete. Initial gift pack activated. Congratulations, host! You have obtained the talent: Tribute Hundredfold Amplification!] [A believer offers you a pebble. You receive a Holy Crystal!] [A believer offers you a wooden stick. You receive the Spear of Longinus!] [A believer offers you a harmonica. You receive the Archangel’s Trumpet!] Good. "From this moment forth, the gods shall heed my command. Who stands with me, and who dares oppose?" Seated deep within the sacred temple, you gaze upon the vast cosmos at your feet, looking over the myriad realms with serene indifference.

The story is about a 17 [ hundred of years] old Anying who got given the very things he dislikes in life. he loves world peace, freedom, fun and... food. hated killing, Gore , hunger and boredom amongst many others well he loves running away from home whenever he was about getting bound to a location and he always escapes. until the day he made the grave mistake of... allowing himself marry two mysterious people in the hopes of acting coquettish and being set free. but he never knew, not wanting to get tied to the affairs of the throne would get him tied to the affairs of a dome instead. well join this foodie and his tamers as they go through the journey of... taming each other out ... a might likely to find cut scene ... Arenas of death. he abandoned it for years, and came back to meet he had downgraded to third from first rank. that was how hard the game was no worries, he was glad that the game's progress was saved in his cloud account. so he just reinstalled it and continued to regain his former glory The cute thing was so busy playing a game that he didn't notice someone behind him until he heard a deep deadly voice " hand it over ". " ah!". he screamed and turned around thereby loosing hold on the controls of his character. his heart was pounding hard as he held the fabric covering his chest. ' dude you scared me! ' he wanted to yell but no he got up and jumped of the bed to keep his distance before staring at the man's handsome yet chilling visage. he had no time to admire the Man's physique at the moment as he asked while gulping trying to divert the man's attention. " w--what are you, d--doing here?". he was also curious with his fear on why the ice cube was in his room and not being a decoration in his usual position. but his question was met with the darkening of electric blue orbs and a chilling. " now ". ' momma... '. he took a step back instead of handing the phone over because he didn't want his phone to get confiscated... but there was nothing wrong with his phone! this was bullying!!. due to his actions, the room temperature dropped and when he thought the devil would pounce on him, his phone left his hand and appeared on the taller man's outstretched hand. "noooooooo!!! --". " shut up". interupted the flirt who had been leaning on the door bane. Anying didn't dare stare at his face but he could feel dreadful eyes on him. "y-you! what are you doing with my phone!". he yelled when he saw the ice cube's slender fingers operating his phone with lightning speed. but he got no response. "..." Anying began sweating " there's nothing in it !. hand it over !". he was ignored until 30 seconds later, the cube handed him his phone. when he snatched it waringly, he heard the flirt ask in nonchalance " did you delete it from the clouds?". "yes" the cube replied. the foodie got a bad feeling, so he checked his phone quickly and when he did, all Data from his loving game was... gone. it was deleted... for ever... and he couldn't start again because his account was now restricted by the cube. hot tears streamed down his face as he began to sniff. "you're crying because of a mere game ?". his chin was held and he was forced to look up into darkened electric blue eyes. '' mere... mere... mere... mere game! you got jealous of a mere game!. why the heck are you so possessive??!! ".he asked in fury. but the man replied with furrowed brows " it was just non existent Data.l'm still asking why you're crying about it ". unbelievable!. " you got jealous of non existent set of data! why!! ". the guy was furious. ".... " speechless. " because he can. and you have nothing to do about it. you don't have a choice anyway, so stick to whatever we tell you ". answered the flirt. silence then, " I want a deep kiss ". says the flirt as he walked towards him. " no! " screamed Anying. in this kind of situation?!. the flirt tilted his brow in question and asked " who asked you? ". right.

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"