kinigra deon seraph

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict. Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past. Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world. Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed, but fate intervened, and he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city. In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel. A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought he was. In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins. While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel. "Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win" ——— Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods. A trickster God. An arrogant God. A chaotic God. A wrathful God. A puritanical God. Read to find who these Gods are! ——— 1 chapter per day (2,000~ words) Author Note: Not for those who want fast development from the start but if you want good characters, then this is your novel! Chapter 1 to 22 will be focused on the MC's descent to villainous but once it kicks off, you won't be disappointed!

A man dying due to a random attacker ascends to heaven and god reincarnates him as a female angel, since he plays games often and watches overlord. The main character sents off to make allies and go into conquest after making enough allies.

The Fruit and the Flame Some destinies are written in fire. Others are chosen—with trembling hands. Ophelia was born to obey. A Seraph by blood, purity and devotion were her chains. She was taught what not to touch, what not to feel, what not to become. Yeneva—the land of the gifted—was forbidden. Craving was forbidden. Desire was dangerous. But no one warned her what would happen if she did all three at once. One touch of the fruit—pulsing, alive, and ancient—and the world she'd known cracked open. Fire surged through her veins, not just burning, but awakening something deep, wild, and unforgivable. “You are not what they made you to be,” the voice inside whispers. Now, nothing makes sense. Not the sacred blood in her veins. Not the boy with the forbidden touch and the haunted eyes. Not the rules carved into her bones since birth. All Ophelia knows is this: she's done kneeling. The fire won't stop burning. And some temptations were never meant to be resisted. Even if the price is everything.

An anomaly strikes. Overnight, all the humans in the world have turned into monsters! According to the dinner they had before the mutation—steak, grilled fish, pudding, etc—people become demonized creatures of the food they ate. If you were eating pudding for your last meal, you will become a sticky, fuzzy slime. If you ate grilled fish, you will become a bloodthirsty man-eating shark. If you ate a steak, you will become a two-meter-tall minotaur. There are also people who become beautiful elves and sexy succubi… The chaos starts. In order to survive, the monsters starts to fight in the new world. Schubert, a deliveryman, was in church for Holy Communion the night before. When he woke up, he had become a handsome seraph with six gorgeous wings! From then on, Schubert is not only able to fight in close combat, but also possesses top-notch divine spells and the ability to soar in the sky! Holy flames burn everything. His holy sword delivers justice to everything. Holy healing can heal everything! All monsters that stand in his way are either destroyed or subdued!

"Do you believe in seraphs? Do you believe that seraphs reincarnate as humans? And... do you know what happens when a seraph is stained with blood?". After an unexpected shootout that left him as the only survivor, Keith crosses paths with the one person who changes his reality completely.

Salem Vale never thought his quiet life on the island of Dominara would amount to much—until his older brother was drafted into a holy war against the forces of Hell. Haunted by a prophetic dream of his family's destruction, Salem makes a desperate choice: to take his brother's place on the front lines. But the war is more than bullets and blood—it's a divine reckoning, and the path he’s chosen may demand far more than just his life.

The sky did not break all at once. It began with a sound—soft, almost beautiful. Like glass singing. A young boy with white hair and an empty life stood amidst the approaching calamity, looking up. The sun… was wrong. It stretched, twisted, and then... cracked. Light poured through the fractures, not warm nor holy, but cold… ancient. and judgemental. Then the Angels came. Not with wings of salvation, but with silence. They descended without a sound, their Halos flawless, their eyes empty. The ground beneath them withered, grass turning to ash before their feet ever touched the earth. Someone screamed. Then everyone did. The boy ran. He didn’t know where. There was nowhere to go. The first beam of light erased the village gate. Not destroyed — erased. As if it had never existed. As if memory itself had been corrected. “unholy,” one of them said. Its voice echoed inside his skull. “godless” His mother’s hand slipped from his. That was the moment everything became quiet. Too quiet. The boy turned, and saw nothing. No blood, no body, no trace she had ever lived. Only hollow absence was left where she had been. The Angels had declared themselves profane and godless, for reasons the boy had yet to uncover. They descended with a halo, the Halo of fractured and twisted light that devoured and erased everything. Then... something went terribly wrong. The Halo changed. It became dark and sinister, as if corrupted by some other unknown force. The Angels who had been flawless, were flawless no more. The Halo acted with its own purpose, devouring grief, sorrow and pain of all those who lost their loved ones. Everyone the broken Halo touched, bled Memories. They bled hymns, gospels and parts that had once worshiped and revered the Divine. The Angels reeled back, their now flawed halos reflecting something dangerously close to fear. When the jagged Halo came into contact with the boy, something inside him broke. *** Now, a shattered and broken man inherits the Memories of what had been Xavier once, a beacon of light that served as a guide for humanity at the Dawn of Time. His new identity comes with a dire responsibility. He must now find what had been the Order of the Awakened, and carry out a heavy mission the past Xavier and his companions had failed to complete. Prevent the Hollow Seraph from awakening, bringing forth the Second Apocalypse.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"