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Ethan Blake, an expert at fixing what everyone else throws away. Scrap metal, dead computers, exploded drones… unfortunately, he can’t fix his own self-esteem. Quiet, hardworking, and stuck in a monotonous, depressing routine after failing to pay for college because of money issues. His life takes a turn the day he discovers the S.E.X. System — Seduction, Expansion, eXecution. An intergalactic system that turns desire into power, and female conquests into vital energy capable of saving humanity from a cosmic threat. His mission: Seduce women.

Eren Kai was meant to die quietly. Labeled a traitor overnight, abandoned by the woman he loved, hunted by the woman he had trusted, and formally sentenced to death, he was delivered to his execution. As the blade fell, an ancient power answered— devouring sin. To resurrect the woman he loved. To tear down those who condemned him. He must willingly descend into the abyss prepared in his name. He is pulled into a hidden war where calamities wear human skin, ancient demons masquerade as gods, and entire bloodlines are erased to preserve a fragile balance. Each enemy he devours makes him stronger. Each sin consumed strips away something human. In a world that feeds on guilt and blood, the man who devours sin may not rise as a hero— but as the final judgment.

When streamer Lee Jihan logged into his favorite VRMMO for one last session, he never expected to wake up as Kyle Henderson—a death row inmate with exactly six months until execution.

In 2022, humanity developed an AI justice system to eradicate world crime. It did not fail. It adapted. Worldwide criminals were sentenced to something far worse than death: banishment to a world alien a world governed by anarchy, governed by force, and watched by something far beyond human understanding. Soren Arata, an unknown boy with no name but "Zero," opens his eyes in this brutal world with only a nickname, a strange tattoo on his palm, and the weight of a punishment he has no clue about. No memory. No friends. No choice. This is not a video game. There are no respawns. And the goal is not to escape to live is.

"Heroes get statues. Survivors get to pull the fucking trigger." Ten years ago, Kaelen ‘Kael’ Cross was the Phantom Vanguard, the deadliest sniper on Earth who held the frontline during the Dimensional Merge. He didn't die a hero's death. Instead, his best friend and Guildmaster, Marcus Thorne, crippled his mana core, branded him a traitor, and kicked him into the Abyssal Rift, a subterranean hellscape where humanity dumps its worst nightmares. For a decade, Kael crawled through the dark, surviving on mutated flesh, pure hatred, and the muscle memory of a god. [Ding! The Interstellar Overseer Network has detected Anomaly-Class Malice.] [Would you like to broadcast your execution of this planet to the Cosmos?] Stripped of his magic, Kael accepts the contract. Armed with a rusted, scavenged heavy-crossbow, he steps into the spotlight of a trillion alien eyes. To Earth, he is a dead man. To the cosmic deities, bored dragon emperors, and abyssal monarchs, he is the greatest fucking show in the universe. Watch closely. He only needs one shot.

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My mother. Killed for protecting me against this cruel world. I have nothing left. Nothing to my name. That was until the Gunslinger came. He gave me something. War. And a Suit that enhances me for the trials to come… I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Lilic Aster was supposed to die. As the illegitimate daughter of a powerful noble, she was nothing more than a footnote in the grand tale of her esteemed brother, Leor—the cold and brooding heir destined for greatness. The problem? She refused to play along. Instead of meeting an untimely demise, Lilic charmed the nobles, spread outrageous rumors about herself, and somehow became a beloved figure in high society. Now, she’s an unpredictable wildcard, impossible to remove without causing a scandal. Her brother is exasperated. The aristocracy is intrigued. With a sharp tongue, a strategic mind, and an unwavering refusal to die, Lilic is determined to live her best life—whether the plot agrees with her or not. After all, why be a tragic extra when you can be the most entertaining person in the room?

"They buried me alive. I clawed my way out. Now I'm coming for their crowns." Princess Cassia Valordane was twenty when her brother orchestrated her execution. Framed for treason, stripped of her title, and erased from history, she was buried alive in the Crimson Catacombs, the empire's graveyard for traitors. She should have died in that coffin, scratching at wood until her fingers bled. Instead, the Shadowhand criminal syndicate rescued her with one condition: become their weapon against the crown. Five years later, she returns as Sera Ashwood, a mysterious noblewoman with midnight hair, impeccable manners, and a merchant empire. No one recognizes the princess they buried. Her mission: infiltrate the court, expose her brother's corruption, and reclaim her stolen throne. But she didn't plan on Duke Kaelen Nightraven, the Emperor's advisor who sentenced her to death, and the only person who seems to see through her disguise. He's brilliant, ruthless, and bound by duty. He believes she was guilty. He believes her death was necessary. Yet he's fascinated by Lady Sera, drawn to her fire and intelligence. As they're forced together, cracks appear in both their armor. Cassia discovers Kaelen carries guilt from that day, questions he's never been allowed to ask. And when he begins investigating inconsistencies in the old trial, their impossible connection deepens. The truth shatters everything: the coup Cassia was accused of plotting actually happened—orchestrated by her cousin to eliminate the one person who would have stopped it. And they're planning to finish what they started. Cassia must choose between revenge and redemption, between the princess who died and the woman she became. The man who sentenced her to death might be the only one who can help her save the empire. She survived her execution. But surviving the truth might destroy her.

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?"