lois and clark tempus

Au nord lointain du continent d'Atherno, dans un village inconnu, Kyrian est né simple mortel. Faible, insignifiant, et destiné à l'oubli. Mais il était tout sauf ordinaire. En ouvrant les yeux pour la première fois, ils révélèrent des yeux d'un blanc absolu sans pupilles ni iris... et avec eux, un talent inné inexplicable. La capacité de voir ce que personne d'autre ne pouvait voir. Ses yeux ne se contentaient pas de voir les particules d'énergie spirituelle, ils pouvaient les voler. Et plus encore. Que ce soit des intentions, des lois, des concepts... tout ce qui se trouvait devant sa vision pouvait être pris par ses yeux. Lorsqu'il a volé sa première Intention d'Épée, ses yeux se sont éveillés à la voie de la lame. Après avoir pris l'Intention de Glace, une autre paire oculaire est née. Avec chaque nouvelle intention volée, ses yeux changeaient, et de nouveaux apparaissaient. Kyrian ne les cache pas du monde, non, suivant les dernières volontés de sa mère. Il utilise son don sans peur, avec un seul objectif. Devenir fort par tous les moyens. (C'est ma première histoire, donc ne vous attendez à rien d'extraordinaire. J'écris simplement ce que je pense être intéressant et facile à lire. L'anglais n'est pas ma langue maternelle, donc s'il y a des erreurs, veuillez me le faire savoir pour que je puisse les corriger. Sinon, bonne lecture)

I transmigrated into the body of a teenage Clark Kent in the Smallville universe. What will I do differently?

This is not my novel I copied it from somewhere else because I like Webnovel format

Read at your own risk! Gonna rewrite this soon

A young thief is saved from a life of crime by a mercenary contracted to end his spree. Thrown into an academy for mercenaries with no lifeline, can he overcome this strange new world he finds himself in? Can he gather the courage and allies to see him through before a festering evil ends everything? Welcome to Stonewall Keep, Mercenary. Author's Note: This is a slow burn web novel with many plot hooks.

“They have been punished for creating me, for going against the boundaries and borders that the first and second king have set. They were not punished for killing me."

Aiden Sephiroth Von Grisalia, a lonely and miserable prince discriminated and plotted against by the rest of the imperial family due to his deceased mother of common birth gets a windfall when he awakened to a unique ability that allowed him to manipulate and alter the personal reality of others based on their perception of him, however, the unprecedented vengeful turnround he expected did not happen as he was crushed by the overwhelming might of the Empire before he could put his plans into action. He was not the first user of reality affinity user to awaken that type of ability in the history of the empire and all of its capabilities, weaknesses and countermeasures had been closely documented by its intelligence organization as a detailed compilation to the neutralization of all domestic threats. Following a massive sacrifice by the imperial army, the Slade Confederacy resistance forces and anti-espionage units, he was successfully neutralized, detained and isolated within an underground holding facility at a remote uninhabited island for all eternity. Things changed when a localized rebel force attacked the island in order to retrieve one of their captured leaders and released all prisoners all prisoners in order to create as much chaos as possible to act as a smokescreen to their clandestine operation. Little did they expect a high designation prisoner to be hidden amongst the low-level inmates and little did they know that their seemingly small actions had set free one of the most dreaded existences the empire had sought to inconspicuously hide when it had failed to kill.

In a world that has elemental powers in there weapons that only people called Tempus’s can use the world have decided that in order to stop the deaths from there constant wars they have decided to have a game to settle their conflicts called Tempus War’s, this story will follow a disabled girl named Nina as she is dragged into the games that will change the world

A young boy was abandoned by his family (Selva, the Mage kin) for lacking Power. Now with a slave trader only to be sold of to an assassin clan where he undergo harsh and brutal training. He finally discovers his Father head of the Selva to be a close friend of the Xius clan. Overcome by rage He plans to take revenge and kill him. But little does he know, tears will be shed and blood will be spilled on his journey for revenge.

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?"